Infinite Bloodcore

"The big man is really loyal to the leader." Seeing this scene, San Dao sighed.

He took advantage of the situation and succeeded in changing the big man's mind.

But it is impossible for a big man to stop practicing on his own initiative.

Because the big man only automatically circulates the Dou Qi Art through his body's instinct when he is sleeping. When he was sleeping, he was not awake and could not stop refining his fighting spirit.

But San Dao was already prepared.

Seeing that the big man agreed to suspend his practice, he took out a bottle of potion from his arms.

"The reason why you can practice while sleeping is because of the body's instinctive memory. As long as you interrupt it many times, this thing similar to muscle memory can be destroyed."

"Drink it, and then I will help you pause your practice."

The big man pinched his fingers, carefully took the reagent bottle, and drank the potion.

He originally had a tangled look on his face, preparing for the bitter taste, but the potion turned out to be sweet and surprisingly delicious.

After finishing the drink, the big man licked his lips with unsatisfied content: "Do you still have it?"

He was so hungry and wanted to eat, anything.

After taking the small potion, his stomach growled again.

The corners of Sandao's eyes twitched, and he sighed inwardly: The big man still needs more training, especially safety awareness, which is too problematic! . It would be too easy to poison him. Although San Dao is very familiar with the big man, he must also beware of the enemy pretending to be one of the survivors to gain the big man's trust.

Sandao waited for a long time, but the big man didn't feel sleepy at all.

Sandao realized the truth and decisively took out the second bottle.

After drinking this bottle, the big man felt deeply sleepy and soon fell asleep.

Not long after he fell asleep, a black iron-colored sheen appeared on the surface of his body.

Black iron level fighting spirit!

That's right, during this period of time, the big man has been promoted from bronze level to black iron level.

He mainly ate, drank and slept. He used to go out to work, but after the survivors discovered the big man's qualifications, they decisively protected him and made him rarely go out to the forecastle.

The big man stayed in his room almost all day, and every time he slept, he woke up feeling hungry. After a big meal, I felt sleepy and fell asleep again.

In this cycle, his strength achieved a breakthrough.

Looking at all the survivors, his practice was the most satisfying.

"Such a bloodline, it's really..." San Dao sighed secretly, with a strong look of envy on his face.

"I have taken his physical condition into consideration, so there is twice the amount of medicine in a bottle. As a result, the big man has no reaction."

"It took two bottles to put him into a comatose state."

"That's four times the dose!"

"This kind of physical fitness..." Sandao secretly marveled.

When a big guy is at Bronze level, it becomes very difficult to overpower him.

The three swords are only at the black iron level. Now with the life level of the big man, once the big man goes crazy, the three swords cannot subdue him.

Therefore, during this period of time, Sandao arranged for Kuan Shi and Chi Lai to sit at the dock and keep at least one person on the boat to prevent the big man from going crazy.

"But in fact, it is not safe for a silver-level man to suppress a crazy big man."

"According to the big man's physical fitness, he can already compete with the silver level."

Sandao believes that the big man is now at the Black Iron level and has not mastered any fighting skills, but with this terrifying physical fitness alone, he is completely capable of leapfrogging to challenge the Silver level.

San Dao took a deep breath, approached the big man, and put his hands on the big man's belly.

He encouraged his fighting spirit, and soon his hands were covered with a layer of black iron luster.

Three knives "attacked" the big man, trying to wake him up.

But his first "attack" had no reaction at all.

"It seems that my strength is weak." The three swords gradually increased their strength.

The second time, the third time...

Each time, the intensity of the three swords' aggravation was carefully calculated. He didn't want to use too much force and hurt the big man.

However, in the end, Sandao's face was full of disbelief.

"How can this be?!"

"I have used all my strength, but I can't shake him. Can't I even wake him up?"

San Dao was shocked and dumbfounded.

"Even though I didn't use my fighting skills, the big man was still defenseless... This is outrageous!"

"What bloodline is he?"

San Dao had no choice but to use weapons.

He has three knives, which are his main weapons, and of course he can't use them.

He selected a stick from the ship's arsenal and returned to the forecastle.

This time, using the stick, he finally interrupted the big man's deep breathing rhythm and interrupted the cycle of fighting energy that was running instinctively in his body.

"Finally successful!" There was sweat on San Dao's head.

The main thing is to grasp the strength.

But the next moment, the big man's breathing rhythm adjusted back, and he practiced the Wuxin Sleeping Technique again.

"Then come again!" San Dao kept swinging the stick, hitting the big man in the belly.

Bang bang bang.

The belly of a big man is flat because he eats less. Even so, every time the stick hit his skin, there was a thick, muffled sound.

Sandao felt like he was hitting the tanned fine cowhide with a wooden stick.

As he continued to swing the stick, the three swords gradually increased in strength.

But every time the big man's practice was interrupted, he would quickly adjust and start practicing again.

"His body instincts are so powerful. After he memorized his breathing rhythm, it was so difficult for external forces to interfere and change him!"

"This is also one of the manifestations of his excellent bloodline."

"Then I'll be cruel!"

Sandao gritted his teeth, suddenly increased his strength, and hit the big man hard with the stick in his hand.

The force of this blow was unprecedentedly powerful.

The big man opened his eyes in pain. He was bleary-eyed. After glancing at Sandao, he turned slightly, changing from his original sleeping position of lying flat on his back to sleeping on his side.

Huhuhu...

He snored and fell asleep again.

Sandao's small body, carrying a huge stick, looked weak and powerless at this moment when looking at the big man's broad giant body.

Soon, the fighting spirit cycle was established again, and the big man started practicing again.

"I used a silver-level weapon!" San Dao checked the place where he just hit.

There was a blue-black stick mark on the big man's belly.

But this mark is rapidly diminishing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Such a recovery ability!" San Dao was shocked again.

He stared at the sleeping big man and didn't move again for a long time.

"In time, his strength will definitely surpass mine. No, his combat power has already surpassed mine now."

"He will throw me far away, and he will reach the silver level, gold level, holy realm level, even..."

"I didn't expect that among the survivors, the weak and big man would be the big shot in the future."

"Why him? He is so stupid..."

"Bloodline..."

San Dao smiled bitterly.

Of course, he has also heard of various cases where geniuses with extraordinary talents and rich blood have reached a level that many people cannot reach in their lifetime in a short period of time.

But at this moment, San Dao still received a strong impact from the big man!

Because this is an example that happened to him.

He witnessed the rise of the big man with his own eyes! It also foresees the lofty status of big men in the future.

For a moment, the three swords were boring, and he didn't even want to mention the stick in his hand.

Interrupting the big man's practice has become dispensable.

San Dao looked disappointed. After closing the door, he left the forecastle.

There is an alchemy puppet guarding the ship near the forecastle, which ensures the big man's safety to a certain extent.

It wasn't until his subordinate reminded him that San Dao woke up.

"Alas..." He sighed deeply, thinking of Zong Ge.

"Even if the big man becomes a great man in the future, I can only look up to him, so what?"

"My bloodline is not good and my qualifications are not good, but I follow Lord Zong Ge!"

"At such an age, Lord Zong Ge is already at the gold level. His bloodline is definitely not weak!"

"As long as Lord Zong Ge can achieve success under my following, I will be satisfied."

On the Mysterious Island, Sandao found a lot in common with the half-orc Zonge. But in the young man who was still a "needle gold" at that time, the three swords could not find these common points.

In the subsequent development, Sandao pinned his life dreams on Zong Ge.

With the help of Zong Ge, San Dao finally calmed down his complicated emotions.

San Dao began to sort out the situation in front of him.

After what happened just now, Sandao no longer wanted to interrupt the big man's extraordinary training.

Although he knew that he could still think of other ways.

But he did abandon the plan.

In a short period of time, San Dao deep down did not want to see the big man again. San Dao is not a saint, he has a certain amount of wisdom, but what happened before has brought him too much frustration.

He subconsciously put the big man behind him, not wanting to face it.

"According to this time, the person who sent the letter should have met Lord Zong Ge."

"But it will take some time to receive their reply."

As Zidi, Zongge and the others drifted away, their contact with the Snowbird Port branch became increasingly difficult.

Although the Dragon and Lion Mercenary Group uses people to send encrypted letters, it also takes time to use the teleportation array.

The Ice Sculpture Kingdom has deployed teleportation arrays in cities and important towns.

This mode of transportation is expensive and luxurious and is not a mainstream mode of transportation.

There are also restrictions on the setting of the teleportation array. It is impossible to teleport directly from Snowbird Port to the Ice Sculpture King City.

On the one hand, this is technically and cost-intensive. On the other hand, the royal family deliberately set it up this way for safety.

A kingdom needs strategic depth, especially when facing an enemy.

Once every town can be teleported directly to the royal capital, then the royal capital must be the most dangerous place.

Therefore, the messenger needs to teleport from one city to another, and do this several times before he can catch up with Zong Ge, Zidi and his party.

And in the process, there are also troubles.

Messengers have to queue up.

The teleportation array in every town is quite busy.

The number of transfers is limited.

On the Snowbird Harbor side, the Dragon and Lion Mercenary Group has a good relationship with the Snowbird Harbor City Lord, so they can jump in line. But in other cities, they don't have this treatment.

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