Qin Ming stood in mid-air with his hands behind his back.
Upon hearing Linghu Yang's words, his expression remained impassive, showing little reaction, as he calmly said:
"I don't need you to hold back."
Upon hearing this, Linghu Yang was momentarily stunned, then coldly replied:
"Hmph! You certainly seem arrogant. Do you truly believe you can contend with Golden Core power?"
Qin Ming replied calmly, "I'm just concerned that after the duel, your state of mind might become more unsettled."
Linghu Yang, hearing this, became enraged, clearly feeling disrespected by this attitude.
"Fine!"
"Then I won't hold back. Let's see if Fellow Daoist Long is truly as formidable as you claim."
"If I fail to control my power and accidentally kill you, don't blame me!"
With that said, Linghu Yang unleashed the aura of his mana.
Qin Ming then raised his hand, and a mouse demon with gray fur appeared between the two.
"First, try defeating my spirit pet."
