Fifth-Grade Resources!

In Qin Yan's eyes, the Sea Clan soldiers locked in combat with the human warriors had become walking stores of Blood Qi.

They're all mine.

A smile tugged at his lips. He darted into the densest cluster of Sea Clan soldiers!

Boom!

His punch sent a Mid Fourth Grade fishman warrior flying more than thirty meters, halberd and all.

The fishman struck a reef and died on the spot!

Bang!

His palm came down on a crab soldier trying to ambush him. Its hard shell crumpled like paper and shattered!

Crack!

He swept his leg through three Naga closing in on him, breaking their legs in unison. They fell screaming, and he crushed their heads with a follow-up punch!

Qin Yan tore through the battlefield like a tiger among sheep!

Every punch brought down another Sea Clan soldier.

Not one could withstand a single blow, or even make him pause.

And he had not drawn his spear or benefited from the boost of his First-Rank Annihilation End Spear Qi.

His Base Blood Qi was simply too abundant.

What did 35,000 Cal of Total Blood Qi mean?

It was already more than an average Early Fifth Grade martial artist possessed!

Most martial artists who had just reached Fifth Grade had only around 26,000 Cal of Blood Qi.

Of course, he was still some distance from a true Mid Fifth Grade powerhouse in that respect.

But fighting strength was never measured by Total Blood Qi alone.

In a real fight, an ordinary Mid Fifth Grade martial artist might well lose to Qin Yan!

After all, not everyone cultivated First-Rank qi through their Martial Arts Skill.

Nor did everyone have Qin Yan's monstrous physique and Divine Ability.

Countless people across the battlefield witnessed the staggering sight.

"Holy shit! Who's that Black-Robed Man?! How