Soul Devouring Sword Master

"How come there is no response from this pulse measuring tablet? After all, the Ten Thousand Blood Pond contains the power of tens of thousands of bloodlines. Couldn't even one of them be compatible with it?"

"Although there are many bloodlines in the Ten Thousand Blood Pool, they are all above the third-grade mortal level and none below. This means that Lin Xiao's bloodline level is probably below the third-grade mortal level."

Someone speculated.

As soon as these words came out, many people were shocked and a little unbelievable. The majestic son of destiny, the first person of the younger generation in the Eastern Wasteland, has a bloodline level below the third level of the mortal level?

But it seems that apart from this possibility, there is no other explanation.

Of course, there is another possibility. The highest-level bloodline in the Ten Thousand Blood Pool is only King Level 5. If it is a higher level bloodline, it is not available in the Ten Thousand Blood Pool.

However, it is possible to obtain at least the emperor-level bloodline. Obviously, no one would think that Lin Xiao's bloodline would be the emperor-level. If nothing else, the pressure of this bloodline is too weak.

"How...how could this happen?"

Qingyu Alliance, Jiang Mengyu and Qingshan looked at each other with disbelief on their faces. The situation was quite different from what they expected.

Not only them, but the members of the Qingyu Alliance, including Shi Hao, were also staring at the pulse measuring tablet, but there was no change at all on it. Could it be that, as others said, it was blood? The level is too low, so why is the pulse measurement tablet not displayed?

"Impossible. Junior Brother Lin's bloodline cannot be below the third-grade mortal level. When the Thousand Blood Pool was opened just now, he was not affected at all."

Shi Hao shook his head and said, but he couldn't explain why the pulse measuring tablet didn't respond. It was impossible. Lin Xiao must have emperor-level blood in his body. This seemed impossible.

"Haha, this guy, it's useless for me to regard him as my opponent. It turns out that the awakened bloodline is so rubbish that even the pulse measuring tablet doesn't respond!"

Li Xuan sneered, his frown relaxed, and he felt extremely happy.

Originally, he was still nervous, what if Lin Xiao's awakened bloodline was not inferior to him, or even above him, but now it seems that he overestimated the other party.

However, he really didn't expect that Lin Xiao's bloodline was so bad. He originally thought that he should be at least king level or above, but he didn't expect that he was not even at the third level of mortal level.

Of course, to a certain extent, bloodline level cannot completely judge a warrior's talent, but it also accounts for a considerable part.

Warriors with high-level bloodlines often go further on the road to martial arts, especially after reaching the Holy Spirit Realm. The advantages of warriors with high-level bloodlines will gradually be magnified. If the bloodline is high-level, the advantages will be more obvious.

The Ten Thousand Blood Sect was able to become the overlord of the Eastern Wasteland back then because its disciples had many high-level bloodlines, including a large number of bloodlines above the king level. This shows the importance of bloodline levels to warriors.

"It turns out that this kid's bloodline is not even at the third level of the mortal level. Haha, it's a shame that I tried my best to win him over at the beginning. Now that I think about it, it's really funny. Fortunately, he didn't come to the Shura League. Otherwise, he would only It’s a waste of my Shura Mei resources.”

Ye Long sneered, with no trace of sarcasm on his lips.

Originally, he was still worried and worried about the fact that Lin Xiao, a son of destiny, did not join the Shura League but went to the Qingyu League. But now it seems that it is completely unnecessary.

Even though Lin Xiao is a son of luck, he is destined to not go far because of his bloodline. Sooner or later, he will be overtaken by others, and the gap will become wider and wider, and he will eventually be overtaken by everyone.

Since ancient times, there have been examples like this in the Ten Thousand Blood Sect.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, there was still no change on the pulse measuring tablet.

Helpless, the gray-haired elder had no choice but to let Lin Xiao come out of the Ten Thousand Blood Pond and announce the end of the blood test.

"The bloodline test is over, and the information will be automatically entered into your tokens. If everything is okay, you can leave."

The gray-haired elder said, immediately taking out the previous scroll, sealing the Ten Thousand Blood Pond again, and the square returned to its original appearance.

After that, the elder and the two deacons left. Before leaving, the gray-haired elder glanced at Lin Xiao, sighed, and left with a look of disappointment on his face.

"What kind of Son of Luck? His blood level is so low. He is incomparable to our senior brother Li Xuan. In my opinion, he became the Son of Luck entirely due to luck. He should be called the Son of Luck, haha!"

"The importance of bloodline to a warrior is self-evident. I think Lin Xiao can only jump a few times now. It is just a flash in the pan. The road to martial arts is long. In half a year, the Ten Thousand Blood Sect will probably listen. There is no such person anymore.”

"That's what bullshit luck is. Our senior brother Li Xuan is the undisputed number one among the freshmen. This Lin Xiao is not even worthy of carrying our senior brother Li Xuan's shoes."

A young man with curly hair sneered, his voice deliberately loud, and after that, he deliberately glanced at Li Xuan, with a face that was trying to please.