Chapter 3: Surge in Strength

"It is certainly possible. If one can succeed with such a perilous cultivation method as devouring the blood of ferocious beasts, perhaps it is indeed achievable to attain a strength of one hundred thousand jin!" Dao Ling was utterly astonished. If this news were to spread, the entire Qingzhou would tremble in shock.

Some are as crimson as blood, some are as emerald as divine jade, some are as brilliant as the stars, and some are as red as the glow enveloping them

Haha, a useless person is just a useless person. Watch how I incapacitate your arm today! In response to Daoling's counterattack, Qian Yi did not get angry but instead laughed. Does a sleeping god still think he can turn the tide?

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What am I doing here? Do I still need to explain myself to you? Daoling's fists were tightly clenched, and one could feel the explosive power within his muscles. A look of joy crossed his small face, for he understood that in this world, as long as one possesses strength, one will not be bullied

However, there is still a basket full of such crystals at home, all of which are items carelessly discarded by the crippled person, some of which scrape the bottom of pots, some of which are used to pick toes, and some serve as table coasters

First, let us examine the strength of the Tongtian technique. Daoling put away the red copper, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate, preparing to practice for a period of time.

Upon entering the room, Daoling skillfully retrieved a basket from beneath the bed, which contained pieces of stones radiating a myriad of colors

"Well, you have become quite capable, daring to speak to me in such a manner? I see you are truly tired of living!" Qian Yi's expression darkened as he shouted, "It would be a violation of natural justice not to give you a good beating!"

Daoling's fist struck the ground with great force, causing the earth to tremble. A nearby large tree shook three times, its leaves swirling chaotically, and a wave of icy coldness swept out, rapidly lowering the temperature of the air

His gaze fixed on the body charging towards him, Daoling let out a cold snort. If it had been in the past, he would likely have been injured by it, but now it was a different story; it was just the right opportunity to test his current strength.

"Qian Yi, it seems you are the one who is useless, yet you call me a waste. I believe you are the real waste, aren't you?" Dao Ling stepped forward and shook his head slightly

Daoling continuously suppressed the raging fury surging within, taking a deep breath and thinking to himself: "As long as I can continue to consume the blood of fierce beasts, my strength will rapidly increase. I must find a way to obtain the blood of fierce beasts."

Qian Yi began to tremble all over, and then fell heavily to the ground. He knelt on both legs, resembling a shrimp, while blood splattered from his hands.

A fierce glint suddenly appeared in Qian Yi's eyes, his fists clenched tightly, and his body surged forward in an instant, erupting with a roar: "Remember this, you will always be a waste, always destined to be beaten by me!"

All day long in the academy, Daoling is met with indifferent gazes. Daoling longs for a friend, but unexpectedly, the only friend he has been relying on has been using him all along

The speed at which this becomes stronger can be described as terrifying

"You all wait for me!" Daoling slowly stood up, his eyes filled with a chilling aura, gritting his teeth as he said, "I will make you pay a heavy price. I, Daoling, am not so easy to bully!"

The corners of Daoling's mouth curled into a slight arc of indifference. Under the gaze of the latter filled with fear, his foot suddenly pressed down horizontally, like a sword being drawn from its sheath, shattering the air around it.

Daoling's footsteps appeared in the kitchen, his gaze fixed on the reddish-brown stone that the crippled man used to scrape the bottom of the pot, resembling a drill bit, approximately the size of a thumb

Daoling's face was filled with cold severity, his fists tightly clenched, the sound of bones colliding erupted like a bell, striking against the incoming punch

It is surprising that Wang Ling is so covetous of Lan Jing, to the extent that Wang Ya is even willing to sell her appearance and spend a considerable amount of time to please herself, which indicates that Lan Jing was indeed very cherished just now

Moreover, blue crystal is not the only fine ore; there are several pieces that emit a more beautiful glow than blue crystal. The inferior ones are merely for picking toes, while the good ones are played with like glass balls. The cripple often places the ore in various corners of his body while sleeping, which has left him quite perplexed, as the cripple is not a miser.

Sleep God, what are you doing here

Daoling's heart was filled with excitement; the problem that had troubled him for so long was now resolved. His eyes were slightly red, and he felt an urge to look up to the sky and roar in anger

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I also want to see how I died. Looking at the shadow that was cowering with its head in its hands, Daoling said lightly. Then he clenched his fist, feeling that his current body was very strong, and that he had not used his full strength just now

A cold snort suddenly echoed, and a young man walked out with an air of arrogance, his disdainful gaze fixed on Daoling, feeling quite perplexed as to why the mentor had let him off the hook today

So strong! Daoling exclaimed with wide eyes, feeling that his current body seemed to be countless times stronger than before, with every inch of muscle filled with explosive energy, as if it could shatter a stone.

Unimaginable changes were discovered within Daoling's body, as every inch of his muscles contracted and expanded, unleashing a powerful force. The air trembled continuously with the vibrations, and his bones emitted a cracking sound.

The blood of the Fire Lin Beast contains an extremely intense energy, which, under the profound effects of "Swallowing the Heavens," transforms this violent energy entirely into nourishment, replenishing his weakened body

Moreover, and most importantly, it is necessary to consume the blood of a divine beast in order to break through the limits and attain a strength of one hundred thousand jin. This caused him immense headache, as divine beasts are terrifying entities; where could one possibly obtain such a thing

The voice of threat made Daoling unable to suppress a laugh as he said, "I haven't figured out the situation yet; it's you who is finished, not me."

"One hundred thousand jin is somewhat impossible for me," Daoling shook his head. If he could not find the blood of a divine beast, it would be impossible to achieve a strength of one hundred thousand jin. However, a sense of joy ignited within him; fifty thousand jin was a must!

Qian Yi was sobbing all over, his resentful and venomous gaze fixed firmly on Dao Ling. The coldness in the latter's eyes sent a shiver down his spine. Gritting his teeth, he shouted, "Dao Ling, you wait for me, just wait to die! My elder brother will kill you. If you have the ability, don't run away!"

The realm of body forging tests the innate physical talent, which is also the initial energy of a person, and is of great significance

With a loud bang, Qian Yi's body was sent flying into the air, crashing into the grass, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, and letting out a piercing scream of agony

Qian Yi was both furious and somewhat shocked. Is this still a waste? Just now, Dao Ling's punch was surprisingly powerful. How is this possible?

Subsequently, Daoling questioned, "What kind of treasure is the ore that the lame man brought from the mine?"

Finally, I can become stronger through cultivation

However, the blood of high-level ferocious beasts is not something I can obtain. Dao Ling suddenly frowned. The introduction of "Devouring Heaven" requires the consumption of rare ferocious beast blood to strengthen the body, and the requirements for the blood need to be stronger each time!

Dao Ling clenched his fist, a hint of smile appeared on his face, and his eyes looked at Qian Yi tremblingly, saying lightly, "This is what you brought upon yourself."

I will definitely kill both of you!" Dao Ling gritted his teeth and said. If it weren't for "Swallowing Heaven" being able to devour the blood of fierce beasts, he would already be a corpse by now, especially Wang Ya, who actually deceived me with emotions. She deserves to die!

As long as I sell one, I can obtain a large amount of ferocious beast blood!" Dao Ling's face broke into a slight smile as he grinned.

Dao Ling's gaze was fixed on the dozen or so stones inside. After scratching his head, he hid the basket back inside and said, "It's better not to touch anything in here. If someone notices, it could be troublesome. When Lamezi's father comes back, I'll ask him where he got these treasures."

The Dao Ling lies in the woods, with bloodstains at the corners of his mouth, a tense expression on his face, and narrowed eyes.

Deep within a low-lying house, it is likely that no one would expect that a treasure trove of precious minerals is hidden inside

Money went completely crazy upon hearing the words, and he climbed up and roared: "You useless piece of trash, how dare you hit me! You're dead, you're in big trouble, you're going to be unlucky!" https://www.hetushu.com

This martial art is truly terrifying; I wonder who the madman is that created this path? Dao Ling's small face was filled with shock. Recalling the words of the mysterious woman, he couldn't help but ask: "One hundred thousand jin? Can it really be achieved?"

Two fists collided with each other, and a sound of bone cracking suddenly exploded. Qian Yi's body suddenly stiffened, and he felt that his arm no longer belonged to him.

Lush with ancient trees, dense with branches and leaves, situated behind the academy.

When Qian Yi entered, he leaped up, his fist gathering strength, aiming directly for the chin of Liang Daoling, intending to break a few of his teeth.

If one observes carefully, it can be seen that the air surrounding Daoling's body is gently rippling, resembling the scene of a stone falling into a lake

It is necessary to quickly improve my strength. If Wang Ling and Wang Ya, those despicable people, know that I am still alive, they will definitely come to cause trouble for me. Dao Ling muttered to himself and hurried home.

Upon seeing the approaching person, Daoling's expression turned cold. He is Qianlin's younger brother and possesses a strength of three thousand jin in the forging realm. He is often troubled by others.

Crackling!

The bones resonate, the organs tremble, the muscles constantly stretch and contract, and the spinal bones seem to awaken like a young dragon, giving rise to tremendous power.

You are looking for death, you worthless scoundrel, you are the real waste!" Qian Yi was completely enraged and shouted: "You are the real waste, you are going to be in big trouble!"

That's it! Daoling looked at the red copper. This piece is scraped from the bottom of the pot, so it should be the worst. Although the cripple said before that it couldn't be taken out, he also said that if you have the ability, all these things will be yours.