52: I feel you are not qualified

Some members of the Qin Family also showed expressions of disappointment.

Although according to the current situation, the decision Qin Ding made should be the most rational one.

But as a member of the Qin Family, to give in so easily still felt somewhat weak, humiliating, and cowardly.

Fire Lian Ying of the Tianhuo Ancient Kingdom also shook her head slightly; earlier, in front of Saints Fall Mountain, she thought Qin Ding was quite impressive, which made her feel that Qin Ding was barely worthy of his reputation on the Cangzhou Continent.

But looking at him now, he was just someone who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

Wind Master, Feng Yurous, the Divine Maiden of the Feng Family, however, frowned slightly. She and Qin Ding were quite familiar, and she understood his temperament; he would absolutely not give in so easily.

After Xia Yan heard Qin Ding's words, a slight curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the smile on his face became even more brilliant.

To be able to make the famous Prodigy of the Cangzhou Continent bow his head, this was a huge reputation.

Even if Qin Ding's Cultivation caught up later and he became an existence he looked up to, no matter how dazzling Qin Ding's achievements were in the future, the fact that he was forced to concede today would be indelible.

"So, Qin Ding, what do you plan to do?" Xia Yan pressed Qin Ding to personally admit defeat and then exit the passage area.

"So..." Qin Ding's eyes became much more indifferent, and he said coldly to Xia Yan, "So I think your Yanmo Hall doesn't even have the qualifications to enter this relic, because I think you are not worthy."

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All the teams were stunned; they thought Qin Ding was going to directly admit defeat and yield, but how did it turn into this?

"Our Yanmo Hall doesn't have the qualifications to enter this relic?" A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of Xia Yan's mouth.

Xia Yan didn't say anything more; he just took a step forward, and a terrifying spiritual power swept out from within him.

He didn't need to say anything; as long as he defeated Qin Ding, it would be the most powerful counterattack.

Xia Yan's figure flickered, appearing above Qin Ding; he saw a crimson giant sword appearing in his palm.

This giant sword emitted intense heat, even causing the surrounding air to slightly distort.

Xia Yan held the giant sword, and all the surging spiritual power around him was absorbed into it; the red light on the crimson sword body became even more intense.

"Crimson Light Slash."

Xia Yan held the sword with both hands and slashed down with one strike; a crescent-shaped light slash, carrying surging crimson waves, directly slashed towards Qin Ding.

Xia Yan did not dare to underestimate Qin Ding; after all, he had a reputation, and who knew what trump cards he had Cultivated? So, as soon as he attacked, it was his strongest sword move, aiming to defeat Qin Ding in one blow.

Facing Xia Yan's cautious attack, Qin Ding showed no worry or solemnity; he simply extended his palm, as if he intended to directly grab the light slash with his hand.

Seeing Qin Ding's arrogance, a ferocious smile appeared at the corner of Xia Yan's mouth.

Fire Lian Ying, holding her long spear, also looked at Qin Ding with great disappointment. Facing an attack like Xia Yan's, even she would have to take it somewhat seriously, yet Qin Ding dared to take it head-on with his bare hand.

It was simply foolish beyond belief.

"Saint, no!" The Qin Family members also grew anxious; if Qin Ding took it like that, he might not even keep his hand.

Ultimately, the light slash still met Qin Ding's palm, but to everyone's surprise, Qin Ding's palm was not severed as everyone imagined.

Instead, no blood dripped from it, as if the scorching light slash had no effect on him whatsoever.

"How can this be?" Xia Yan's expression was greatly alarmed; he naturally knew the power of this slash best. How could Qin Ding grip it with his bare hands?

Fire Yinglian's originally disappointed expression was gradually replaced by solemnity; she could feel that within Qin Ding's body, an extremely terrifying power of blood Qi was brewing at this moment.

Crack.

Qin Ding's palm suddenly exerted force; the scorching light slash instantly shattered, and the spiritual power dissipated into specks of light.

The moment the light slash dissipated, Qin Ding's body also vanished from its original spot, reappearing in front of Xia Yan.

At this moment, Qin Ding's Physical Body was erupting with a vast golden blood Qi, and his arms were covered with mysterious light patterns, giving him a sense of mystery.

Qin Ding was expressionless and directly threw a punch.

As this punch was thrown, the space itself seemed to distort, and a sonic boom directly reverberated, like a volcano erupting and unleashing its power.

At this moment, Xia Yan only felt a sudden chill down his spine, and all the hairs on his body stood on end; he hurriedly activated his spiritual power, making the giant sword in his hand block in front of his chest for defense.

Bang!

When Qin Ding's punch landed, the blocking giant sword actually emitted a subtle cracking sound; just one second later, the entire sword body of the giant sword collapsed, and Qin Ding's fist landed unobstructed on Xia Yan's chest.

Boom!

Xia Yan's Physical Body shot backward from the air like a cannonball, and when he fell to the ground, he also tore open a huge crack in the ground along the way.

When Xia Yan's body finally stopped, his aura was extremely weak, and he kept spitting out blood; his chest had completely caved in.

At this moment, the scene was completely silent; many people's mouths were slightly agape, and an expression of disbelief appeared on their faces.

Xia Yan, a Soul Fire Realm First Level, was actually defeated by Qin Ding in one move.

Fire Lian Ying's originally disappointed and disdainful expression also began to gradually turn solemn, and her eyes began to look at Qin Ding with seriousness.

Although Xia Yan was not a peerless Prodigy, and his combat power was not invincible in the same Realm, he was still a proud son, and his strength in the Soul Fire Realm First Level was definitely top-tier, even capable of challenging ordinary Soul Fire Realm Second Level across Realms.

Yet, in front of Qin Ding, who was a Celestial Realm Seventh Level, he couldn't even take one move.

"Qin Ding's Physical Body is very strong; he must have Cultivated some powerful Body Refining Cultivation Technique."

There were many Prodigy-level figures present, and they had some insight; they also noticed that Qin Ding's Physical Body was exceptionally strong, and he had definitely Cultivated a powerful Body Refining Cultivation Technique.

They were not surprised by this; Prodigies of Supreme Power generally followed a comprehensive development path, so their Divine Soul, Physical Body, and spiritual power would not be lacking.

Qin Ding stepped on the Void Realm, looking indifferently at Yanmo Hall: "I said your Yanmo Hall has no right to enter, and you have no right to enter."

"Qin Ding, do you really think this Three Saints Palace relic is the Qin Family's backyard, not allowing us to enter? You don't allow our Yanmo Hall to enter; does that mean you don't want all the forces present to enter?"

A Prodigy from Yanmo Hall spoke up; he said this also wanting to push Qin Ding against everyone.

"I didn't say that; if your Yanmo Hall really wants to enter, I won't stop you." Qin Ding appeared indifferent, and then a harmless expression appeared on his handsome face.

"It's just that if I encounter anyone from your Yanmo Hall in the Three Saints Palace, I will kill every one I see. If you're not afraid, then go ahead and enter."