C193 With an ideal poker

As he concentrated his mind, the vitality in Zhao Mingzhe's body circulated rapidly, and the half of the "Burning Fire Rod" in his dantian's aura sea faintly hummed within Zhao Mingzhe's mind.

In the next moment, a strong Qi surged out from the main Martial Veins behind Zhao Mingzhe.

"Go!"

The other half of the "Burning Rod" in his hand soared into the air. With a dazzling flash of light