Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Ji Wu felt like he was about to die. He really couldn't hold it in anymore.    

But there were so many people below the stage, and he didn't even bring any paper with him.    

He was going to have a diarrhea. He really wanted to spit out the pill that he had swallowed into his stomach. But he knew that he couldn't do that.    

If he spat out the pill, he would lose.    

He felt that the pill in his stomach seemed to have magic power. It continuously emitted medicinal strength, making it even harder for him to persist.    

Ji Wu looked at Qin Ming. Qin Ming was still the same as before. He was snoring and sleeping. From the looks of it, if the referee didn't call him, he wouldn't be able to get up.    

Ji Wu couldn't hold it in any longer.    

With a loud sound, his pants started to move even though there was no wind.    

Everyone stared at Ji Wu with their mouths agape.    

"What is he doing? It stinks! Let's go, I'm going to be smothered to death. This Ji Wu actually did such a thing in front of so many people."    

"It stinks. Quickly, let me go to Qin Ming's place. There's wind blowing at his place."    

The audience instantly understood that this was a good thing done by Qin Ming. He had already known that such a thing would happen. He had already laid down in the direction of the wind.    

A strange sound was heard along with Qin Ming's snores.    

"Qin Ming!" Ji Wu suddenly stood up and glared at Qin Ming. He was very angry.    

"You and I are irreconcilable!"    

After saying that, Ji Wu squatted down again. The voice just now was heard again.    

"It stinks. Luckily, we stand on the upper hand. If we stand on the other side, I think I will die from the smell!"    

Qin Qing pinched her nose and said in disgust.    

Qin Yuan frowned and looked at the elder of the Qin Family for a moment. They shook their heads. They had not seen what Qin Ming was doing and what he was planning.    

Although Ji Wu had lost a lot of face, he was still alive. To Ji Wu, losing face was nothing. As long as he could win, he wouldn't care even if he took off his clothes and danced.    

To the Martial Cultivator, life was more important than face.    

Without life, face was useless.    

Very quickly, two hours passed just like that.    

Of course, two hours was very quick for Qin Ming. To Ji Wu, two hours was like a year.    

"Qin Ming! You can start the fight now."    

The referee shouted.    

"Alright!" Qin Ming stretched his body and stood up.    

Qin Ming did not look like he was poisoned. The Green Snake Poison Pill he gave Qin Ming just now was like candy to him.    

If they hadn't seen Qin Ming swallow it with their own eyes, they would have thought that Qin Ming had eaten a candy.    

Ji Wu also stood up with difficulty. He only felt that his legs were weak and his body was weak.    

Moreover, when he stood up, the things that flowed out of his pants made his face and ears turn red.    

His pants were now filled with his excrement. He felt sticky and uncomfortable all over.    

Especially when he saw that Qin Ming was fine, he felt even more upset and frightened.    

One should know that the Green Snake Poison Pill was his most powerful poison pill. This had no effect on Qin Ming. He didn't know what kind of poison pill he could concoct to poison Qin Ming.    

Seeing Qin Ming stand up, Qin Yuan secretly heaved a sigh of relief.    

He had been very worried just now, and had wanted to rush forward a few times. However, when he heard Qin Ming snore, he finally held himself back.    

Now that Qin Ming had stood up, the Green Snake Poison Pill just now had no effect on him at all.    

Why did it not have any effect?    

Qin Yuan shook his head and looked at Qin Ming with a smile. No effect was the greatest effect to him.