If you ask who is the prodigy of Ye State, who doesn't know the name of Cui Chonghe from the Cui Family? In certain circles, he is renowned as "a gentleman as elegant as jade, unmatched in the world."
Now, he staggers underfoot, his white robe tattered and scorched, hair disheveled, body riddled with over a hundred blood holes, pierced by his own small black sword, crimson blood staining his form.
In contrast, as Qin Ming kicked him back through the air, he landed gracefully, like a heavenly immortal descending to dust, indescribably transcendent and ethereal.
"It's said that Cui Chonghe rarely engages, only battles in high-level matches, yet he fell behind in his first duel with the discard," an alien species from the Outer Domain whispered.
"Is this what's known as the Crown Prince fighting the civet cat? It's reversed, isn't it!"
Anyone can see, presently Qin Ming holds the absolute advantage.
