For those who had contributed, the Third Young Master was never stingy with rewards. Zheng Ming had always been a thorn in the Third Young Master's side, and now that he had regained his cultivation level, the threat he posed to the Third Young Master became even greater.
Although the strength Zheng Ming currently displayed was extraordinary, after all, Zheng Ming was just one person. As long as his cultivation level did not reach the Sixth Grade, they believed they could kill him.
After all, even if one's strength was formidable, their inner Qi would eventually run out.
Moreover, the combined efforts of hundreds of Ninth Grade Martial Artists could not be compared to that of an ordinary person.
"To wipe us all out, what a grand claim, Zheng Ming. Don't think just because you've regained your cultivation level, you can flaunt your might in front of us. Brothers, let's take him down together, and see if we can't kill him!"