Wuhun: God-level selection, instant upgrade

"Get up, since I will tell you, I will naturally find a way to deal with you." Qi Ling said to Zhao Lei, "Although this bloody handprint is extremely sinister, fortunately you are still one step away from getting yourself involved." "

"If you wait until you break through level 30 and reach the soul master realm, you will definitely break through the blood handprint realm at the same time. At that time, you will be exhausted and there will be no hope for you."

After hearing this, Zhao Lei suddenly felt a cold sweat. He had been arrogant and happy for so many years with the help of the power of the blood handprint, but he did not expect that it would be at the cost of his own life.

And then he thought that Zhu Zhuqing's Xuanming Divine Palm was as powerful as his own bloody handprint, and she was obviously younger than him!

Qi Ling will definitely not harm Zhu Zhuqing to make her stronger. From this point of view, since Zhu Zhuqing can become stronger, he might also be safe.

"Boss Qi, is there any way you can save me?" Zhao Lei said hopefully.

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Qi Ling casually took out a secret book from behind him. Zhao Lei looked at the three big characters "Seven Injury Fist" on it and wondered what his intention was.

"When you practice this blood hand seal, you hurt yourself first, and then hurt others. If you are asked to change your skills now, it is equivalent to abolishing all your cultivation and making you a mortal. Are you willing?" Qi Ling asked.

From a master to a mere mortal, even if it is to save his life, this is unacceptable, and Zhao Lei is naturally unwilling.

"So I teach you this "Seven Injury Fist". It is similar to the cultivation method of blood handprint, but it is a famous method and will not damage your foundation." Qi Ling said, taking out another secret book.

"At the same time, if you practice this "Hunyuan Gong" assiduously, you can resolve the negative effects caused by the "Seven Injury Fist", while at the same time strengthening your foundation and improving your physique."

"When you have reached the second level of Hunyuan Gong and the Seven Injury Fist has gained two or three points of strength, you will be able to regain your current strength, but how long it will take depends on your understanding."

Zhao Lei looked at the two secret books in his hands, and the gratitude in his heart was beyond words. This was the first time he felt the care of others, which gave him a feeling of belonging.

"Boss Qi, thank you for saving my life! I, Zhao Lei, swear to God that I will be loyal to you in this life. If you betray me, you will not die!" Zhao Lei said solemnly.

"Okay, as long as you have the heart." Qi Ling waved his hand and said, "With your age, you can be considered a genius. You'd better find an academy and study hard."

Then Qi Ling turned around and left here without staying any longer. He believed that his ability to see people would definitely help Zhao Lei in the future.

Arriving outside the Great Soul Fighting Arena, Zhu Zhuqing was still waiting for her, but besides her, there was a tall man surrounding her.

"How about it, beauty, come and have a meal with me to show your face. A beauty like you, with such strength, should be worthy of a hero like me!" The man said eagerly, His eyes kept scanning Zhu Zhuqing's body, as if he wanted to eat her up.

Zhu Zhuqing had always been too lazy to pay attention to such people, so he just kept a cold expression and remained silent. But who knew that Zhu Zhuqing's appearance actually made the man think that he had a chance, so he became even more attentive.

"Hahaha, beauty, don't be shy. In this big spirit fighting arena, who doesn't know my name, Jin He? I promise I won't treat you badly!" The man named Jin He said, getting closer to Zhu Zhuqing, not wanting to The kind eyes became more and more intense.

"Besides, my skills in that area are even stronger! I guarantee that you will be in a state of ecstasy and you will never forget me!"

This was tantamount to a direct insult. What Zhu Zhuqing hated the most was when someone insulted him like this. He couldn't help but coldly said: "Go away!"

"Huh? The little girl is quite temperamental, but it doesn't matter. This is the kind of woman I like best. That's how delicious she is!" Jin He said with a laugh.

"If you don't get out, you will definitely die in an ugly way." Zhu Zhuqing said.

"Ah? Hahaha, who dares to go against me, Jin He, in this big soul fighting arena? I am one of the only two golden fighting souls in the soul master realm!" Jin He said arrogantly.

Hearing that Jin He was actually a gold fighting spirit, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Unlike the silver fighting spirit that could be accumulated over time, the gold fighting spirit actually had to rely on strength to win consecutively in order to become one so quickly.

This undoubtedly shows that, at least at the Soul Master level, Jin He already represents the highest strength in the Great Soul Fighting Arena, and in a place where fighting is a living thing, it also shows that Jin He is extraordinary in strength.

But based on his calculations, Zhu Zhuqing would never bow to a scumbag. Even if the person standing in front of him was a titled Douluo who dared to insult him like this, Zhu Zhuqing would still attack him.

So Zhu Zhuqing didn't hesitate anymore, Xuan Ming Divine Palm took action, and the palm glowing with cyan light covered Jin He's chest, intending to give him a fatal blow.

But what Zhu Zhuqing didn't expect was that there was a flash of golden light on Jin He's body, and there was no reaction at all when he hit him with his palm.

"Hey, is this what you're good at? Giving me a massage is more than enough!" Jin He said, reaching out to grab Zhu Zhuqing's hand. Zhu Zhuqing hurriedly jumped back and got out of Jin He's attack range.

"Hahaha, little beauty, don't run, play with me!" Jin He said, his muscles tensed, and he was about to pounce and grab Zhu Zhuqing in his hands.

But at this moment, Jin He's movements suddenly stopped, his muscles tensed, not daring to relax at all, and his face changed into a terrified expression.

Because in Jin He's instinctive perception, he seemed to be stared at by a very huge and terrifying existence, as if a huge phantom appeared behind him, as long as he moved a little, his body and head would be separated immediately.

At this time, it was the most instinctive intuition of a warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles, just like the instinct of wild animals! Although Jin He was rude, he was not incompetent to become a golden fighting spirit.

In his perception, that terrifying existence was getting closer and closer to him, and the closer he got to him, the greater the pressure he felt.

Cold sweat oozed from Jin He's forehead. He didn't know what kind of existence he had provoked. Could it be that this little beauty was the forbidden delicacy of a master?

Thinking of this, Jin He couldn't help but regret it. His mouth had caused him a lot of trouble. Why didn't he learn his lesson?

When that existence came to his side, Jin He's muscles instantly tightened to the maximum, ready to meet the fatal attack.

But nothing happened next, just a graceful and handsome boy who didn't look like a man in the world walked past him easily.

And strangely, after the boy walked past, the pressure Jin He felt suddenly disappeared!

Jin He looked at Qi Ling in doubt. Could it be him? But this is impossible. How old is he? How could he release such a terrible momentum?