Lin Ming squeezed his eyes shut and in his heart he began to revolve the ‘True Primal Chaos Formula’, He managed to hold down his quickly fleeing sanity.
“Lin Ming, do you not like me?”
This voice was gentle and soft like a spring rain. Lin Ming’s eyelids jumped, but he remained unmoved as before.
“Ah….” With a gentle sigh, she let Lin Ming go. Qin Xingxuan stood up, her expression revealing some hidden bitterness, and she slowly departed.
The scene before him began to slowly fade away, and the world returned to tranquility.
The third hurdle had finally been passed.
Lin Ming breathed deeply, his heart still beating rapidly and his palms still wet with sweat.
This third trial was truly fierce! It had managed to find and unearth the moral flaw in his own heart of martial arts. It seems that he had been too naïve. There was no human between heaven and earth that was not without a single weakness.