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In the crystal coffin-like cultivation tank, after Cadio Rhode slowly woke up from his coma, the first thing he saw was his coach Kevin. This guy was looking at him with some concern and some concern.

"How are you feeling now? Cadio?"

Cadio was unable to answer for the time being, until the potion in the culture tank leaked out and the electric tank door slowly opened. Cadio Rod let out a soft hum after unbuttoning the oxygen hood on his face: "I feel bad, all the muscles are stinging."

"That's right. You can ask everyone who has used a thunder magnet enhancer, and the situation is almost the same. At most, we added a little medicine to make the process more radical."

Ten meters away, someone let out a hoarse chuckle. Cadio and his coach Kevin looked over at the same time, and his face was not very good-looking.

That was Edwin Antonio of the Blood Hands, the culprit who forced them to come here.

The man didn't care about the eyes of the two and continued to smoke a cigar: "You can try it in the room next to you, and you will definitely be surprised."

Cadio Rod walked silently to the other room Antonio pointed to, a room that looked like a fitness room with all kinds of equipment.

Cadio first tested his strength, stood in front of a huge instrument and slapped his fist. With a loud bang, the numbers on the instrument panel rose rapidly in an instant, and finally locked at the position of 45.2.

This means that the power of his punch has reached 45.2 tons!

Before today, the boxing force he exerted was only as high as 21.5 tons.

Next was speed, and Cadio ran wildly on a treadmill-like equipment. As time went by, his pace gradually reached a point where ordinary people were unable to see, but no matter how fast he was, the tracks on the treadmill could keep up.

"Under normal conditions, it can be maintained at 420 kilometers per hour, which is a bit unsatisfactory, but with your Berserker skills, it can reach more than 700 kilometers per hour."

The person who said this was an experimenter wearing a white coat standing next to him: "I should have measured endurance, but considering that it was a competition in the afternoon, we would not do this test. We expect you to be able to persist for half an hour at a normal speed of 420 kilometers. If it is a fast speed of 700 kilometers, it will be about twenty seconds. This is what you must pay attention to. If you have not undergone enough exercise before, you will have a slight lack of endurance and can only be improved through long-term physical exercise in the future."

When the treadmill stopped, Cadio lowered his head and looked at his muscle-burning limbs in a daze.

Without further testing, Cadio already felt that his body was now strong, he was still a level seven berserker, but the power surging inside his muscles was far from what he had before.

There is also speed. The experimental staff said that he was a little unsatisfactory in speed, but before, he could only reach up to 300 kilometers per hour without using source power technology.

However, Cadio Rod did not feel any surprise. He knew that the price of his gain of this power was the strength that he had obtained by spending at least 10 years of life and some of his future potential.

"Don't worry, classmate Cadio."

Antonio seemed to have seen through his thoughts and said disrespectfully: "Hasn't we reached an agreement? A seven-turn Heavenly Shou Pill from the East can compensate for your lifespan; an ultra-sacred oak potion can make your qualifications better than before. As long as you can defeat the lucky Andre on the ring, you can get these two things. Even if you can't trust me, you should believe in Arcadis Company. The contract you signed has legal effect, and they will not be able to pay for these 30 to 50 million gold shields."

Cadio Rod stared at Antonio with cold eyes: "What I'm not sure about is your Blood Fighters! I hope this debugging will indeed be as you said without any consequences."

"Of course, we have signed a soul contract."

Antonio smiled, and then threw a bottle of vermilion-red medicine bottle over: "And this, remember to swallow it before entering the venue."

"What's this?"

Coach Kevin frowned: "You have promised not to use any illegal banned drugs!"

"Of course not banned drugs."

Antonio explained: "I don't know the specific situation very well. I only know that our people have buried seven Cretan black blood stones in Cadio's body. This potion can stimulate them and allow some of Minotaunos's residual souls to wake up in Cadio's body."

Speaking of this, Antonio's voice was slightly sarcastic: "You don't think that Cadio can control the power in his body now! His strength has increased sharply and he does not have enough control, so he will only end like James Lanster."

"But this is a violation!"

Coach Kevin was even more dissatisfied: "NHSAA's event committee will not allow external forces such as guardian spirits and divine summoning techniques."

He had heard of the 'Crete Black Bloodstone'. In ancient times, Pasifae, the wife of King Minos of Crete (son of Zeus and Europa, who became one of the three judges in the underworld after his death), and the cow sent by Poseidon gave birth to monsters with human bodies and the head of the cow.

In order to support this 'son', Minos built a maze for it in Crete.

The ‘Crete Black Bloodstone’ comes from this maze that has become ruins. Their color is dark brown, and it is rumored to be stained with Minotaunus’ blood.

Summoning Minotaunus's remnant soul with the "Crete Black Blood Stone" is strictly speaking, it is indeed the category of divine call.

"Just disguised as his awakened war soul, Cadio, he is a descendant of Minotaunos, right?"

Antonio responded in a very plain manner: "We guarantee that everything is foolproof. If Cadio's career dream is interrupted, I, Antonio, will be fully responsible and we can sign another soul contract."

Coach Kevin sneered, his face turned pale. Just as he was about to say something, Cadio Rod suddenly spoke: "You still want me to use ancient traceability. Are these Cretan black bloodstones prepared for ancient traceability? That lucky Andre, he is really so powerful, and you are so deliberate?"

"I'm not sure, but my consultant is right, we'd better make sure it's foolproof. According to them, that kid has reached the pinnacle of his skills."

Antonio touched his bald head with a helpless look: "Cadio, I know you are reluctant, but I forgive me for telling the truth, you have no choice now, right? Either defeat him by any means in the ring, or you will sink into hell from now on. You don't want such a tragedy to happen, right? Cadio?"

Cadio Rod couldn't help but his chest was undulating, and it took a long time to breathe a breath: "Antonio, if I go to Nmosa one day and get a place in the league, then I will return 10 times what you did to me today!"

“Welcome!”

Antonio's lips were slightly raised, not sure whether it was a relief or a sarcasm: "As long as you can pull the lucky Andre, Andre Lee Wiltonstein from the clouds today, then it will be your freedom to retaliate as much as you want."

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