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CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE Survival of the fittest

"Beat him to death! Beat him to death!" The three of them could not help but shout out, their voices full of passion.

The three of them felt their blood boiling, wishing that they could replace Jinrong and personally beat him to death.

Qin Tian listened to the cheers of the crowd, he did not get a headache, although he and Jinrong seemed to be in a crazy fight, he had always been maintaining a relatively calm attitude, and must not panic during the battle. Qin Tian felt the spiritual energy in his body, and discovered that his spirit energy consumption was not very high, although the battle just now seemed to be like a storm, but he knew in his heart that he had to control the spirit energy.

He wanted to end the battle with a punch.

Jinrong saw that Qin Tian's aura was becoming stronger and stronger, and couldn't help but to break out in a cold sweat. He felt the incoming pressure, and he knew that he would probably not be able to withstand the next punch.

Jinrong looked at the bearded trio on the ground, and his eyes lit up. The three of them had already lost their ability to fight, he wanted to capture these three people and use them to escape.

When he saw that Jinrong wanted to move towards the Big Beard Three's side, he immediately knew what plan Jinrong had in mind. It was truly a whim to do such a thing in front of's eyes.

"《 Nine Spirit Fist》 seventh move."

Qin Tian shouted as all the spiritual energy in his body surged, his body exploded seven times as he punched out with his strongest punch. His fist was emitting an incomparable might, as though even the space itself was about to be smashed apart by this tiny fist.

Qin Tian felt that this technique had consumed a large amount of Spirit Qi in his body, but it was also incomparably powerful, as though there was nothing in front of him that could stop him.

His speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was already about to come into contact with Jinrong. Jinrong already had no time to dodge, let alone go to the Big Beard Realm.

Jinrong looked at Qin Tian's attack and his heart couldn't help but be filled with unwillingness. Just a little bit away, he could have grabbed the big bearded man and the two others, but now, all of this had been seen through by Qin Tian. Qin Tian's attack was extremely fast and he was still unable to dodge it.

"Four Power Oscillating Fist."

Seeing Qin Tian's awe-inspiring punch, Jinrong thought that since he could no longer dodge, he could only go against it. He punched out his strongest punch towards Qin Tian.

"Pfft."

As the two fists clashed, Jinrong immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, as though he did not care about his life.

"Crack."

His entire right hand was covered in fresh blood. What was even more terrifying was that the bones in Jinrong's right arm were seen piercing through his shoulder, exposing eerie white bones, causing people to shiver in fear.

But Qin Tian did not receive any kind of injury at all, his entire being was majestic and his aura was oppressing.

Big Beard and the other two felt extremely excited in their hearts. Their shock at Qin Tian's calmness and Jinrong's misery formed a stark contrast.

At this time, Yang Sheng's heart was especially unsettled. He had lived for more than forty years, and after cultivating to the three-star Vein Refining Stage, he had fought with Jinrong before, so he could especially feel the power of a four star martial cultivator.

"Cough, cough, no …" Unexpectedly … I was defeated by a kid. " Jinrong fell to the ground, blood flowing out of his mouth, as he looked at Qin Tian and said.

"Jinrong, you should have thought that you would have such a day sooner or later. Accept your fate, the things you possess are actually natural selection, and the survival of the fittest. Qin Tian said indifferently.

"Hehe …" You are still young, you will understand in the future. Everyone has their own helplessness, as long as you can survive, you can do whatever you want. " Jinrong said with a miserable smile. Jinrong felt his body becoming worse and worse, and's punch just now had more or less destroyed the life vitality in his body. He felt that he already had no time left, and his body became colder and colder.

Qin Tian listened to what Jinrong said and agreed with what he said. In this world where danger lurks everywhere, where we are in the midst of deceit, people who are too kind will always suffer losses. Jinrong's two sentences made a lot of sense.

"Objects... Unexpectedly … Natural selection, adaptation... Fit... "Survival of the living."

After Jinrong finished this sentence, his entire person lost all of his breath. Jinrong's injuries were too severe, and after he finished his last sentence, he still died.

This was martial cultivator, struggling on the line of death, in order to become strong, where he could die at any moment.'s last words just now also made him feel deeply moved, the natural selection of objects, the survival of the fittest, this was a principle that would never change. Looking at Jinrong's corpse, it made his conviction even stronger, and it made him even more determined to live brilliantly, becoming a strong Ranker who could control his own life and death.

Although the big bearded trio had shouted for Jinrong to die, now that Jinrong was dead, the moment the three of them saw Jinrong's body, all of them became silent again. The life that was alive just a moment ago, was now lying cold on the ground, causing them to be unable to contain their emotions, had said that he wanted to harm them, but now that they were all dead, everyone no longer resented him, and everyone sighed in their hearts. This was how martial cultivator, when one is weaker than another, one would be able to control their own life and death, also the life and death of others.

Everyone looked at Jinrong's corpse and suddenly became silent. Everyone was thinking about the things that had happened.

"Let's clean up the cave and bury Jinrong. The dead are big, let him rest in the ground." Qin Tian's words shocked everyone present.

Everyone regained their senses and looked at Qin Tian's immature face, then at Jinrong's body on the ground, the respect for strength, they all believed in Qin Tian's words and started to move.

Very quickly, everyone buried Jinrong in a corner of the cave.

Everyone looked at Jinrong's burial ground, their hearts not filled with lament. Even when you were alive, beautiful beyond compare, you were still silent and nameless, and after you died, you were still just a pile of yellow dirt to keep company with.