The Peerless Beloved of Time Traveling

"Brother Jintang, you are so powerful, I can't beat you." Xia Mingming looked at Xia Jintang with bright eyes, and said very bluntly.

He had seen the battle between Xia Jintang and Xia Shanshan just now. If Brother Jintang was willing, the match would have ended long ago.

If it ends prematurely, Sister Shanshan will definitely be ridiculed by others for being too weak.

Although it wasn't that she was too weak, but that brother Jintang was too strong, others would not think so. Brother Jintang was really kind, and he saved Sister Shanshan's face, so no one would laugh at Sister Shanshan.

If Xia Jintang knew what was going on in Xia Mingming's little head at this moment, he would definitely twitch his eyes and mouth, and his whole body.

He saved Xia Shanshan's face?What an international joke, he was obviously just trying to torture her more and avenge himself.

"Just do your best." It was rare for Xia Jintang to see such a straightforward person.

The other party's eyes were clear, and it was obvious that he really thought this way, not out of politeness, which made Xia Jintang's impression of Xia Mingming even better.

"Well, I'll work hard." Xia Mingming clenched his fists, and his little head followed up and down cutely.

"I don't know how to release water." Xia Jintang said to Xia Mingming with a smile.

Although he thought Xia Mingming was very cute and couldn't bear to bully his little brother, but on the competition stage, doing his best was the greatest respect for his opponent, and he couldn't let the opponent down just because he was young.

He can release water here, but in the future Xia Ming will leave Xia's house to practice outside, but no one will release water just because he is young.

"Brother Jintang, let the horse come here." Xia Mingming was already ready to face the opponent. Even though he was not as strong as the opponent, he still had the same momentum. He was a person worth cultivating.

Xia Jintang wasn't polite at all, he concentrated his spiritual power on his fingertips, forming the most proficient spiritual whip he used, and whipped it towards Xia Mingming.

Xia Mingming watched the whole competition between Xia Jintang and Xia Shanshan, and knew that he was best at the spirit whip, and also summed up some experience with the spirit whip. When the spirit whip came, he had already found a way to avoid it.

Xia Jintang looked at Xia Mingming's evasive movements, raised his brows, and a look of appreciation flashed across his eyes.

Knowing that Xia Mingming had summed up some experience in dealing with his spiritual whip, Xia Jintang immediately retracted the spiritual whip, condensed the spiritual power into the shape of a spear, and then used the spiritual spear to attack Xia Mingming.

Whether it is the spiritual whip or the spiritual spear, they are all cold weapons from the ancient earth era that he has studied in the interstellar world.

He is very interested in the cold weapons on the ancient earth. In order to be able to draw the weapon cards, he studied for a long time, and even learned some spear and whip techniques by himself.

It's a pity that his physical fitness can't keep up, and he can't use it in battle. It can only be used to strengthen his body, but he didn't expect that all of these will play a role in this world.

Xia Mingming had a way of dealing with Xia Jintang's spiritual whip, but when he suddenly saw that the opponent had changed into a spiritual spear, he was a little flustered when dealing with it, and was quickly eliminated.

"Brother Jintang, what did you use just now? It's so powerful." Xia Mingming was not at all frustrated that he lost, but immediately ran to Xia Jintang, asking excitedly and curiously about the new spiritual weapon.

Xia Jintang liked Xia Mingming, who had a quick reaction and strong learning ability, and explained: "It's a long spear, a very old cold weapon."

He didn't know if there was such a cold weapon as a spear in this world, but at least so far, he hadn't seen it much.

"Long spear? So powerful, Brother Jintang, how did you condense your spiritual power into the shape of a long spear? I can't condense it at all." Xia Mingming tried several times, but he couldn't condense his spiritual power into the appearance of a long spear. Mostly it is a curved stick.

"Practice more, you can do it too." Xia Jintang touched Xia Mingming's little head and encouraged with a smile.

Condensing spiritual power into the appearance of a weapon requires a strong ability to control spiritual power.

The stronger the control over spiritual power, the more refined the condensed weapon is, which is one of the reasons why most low-level healers can only use spiritual power balls to fight each other.