When Yi Chuan returned to the dormitory, he realized that Xiaobei was not here again.

"It's strange." Yi Chuan shook his head and said, "Is this Pingwu club so busy?"

Xiaobei has been back late many times these days, saying that it was the Pingwu club they joined, which had many activities and many things. Although Xiaobei looked tired, his eyes were always excited. At night, he could occasionally hear him muttering vague words in his sleep, but it was mostly a bit of chanting to his parents and encouragement to him.

However, since Xiaobei was not here at the moment, Yi Chuan let go a little, sat on the bed and adjusted the system panel, and he looked at the column [Bloodline Power]. Today's extreme combat training, the increase in the system's blood power was extremely considerable, completely exceeding all the previous progress.

The blood power of more than 100 years ago has increased to 732 now.

To be honest, Yi Chuan was shocked when he saw this increase at first. Although the boundaries of his bloodline increase through combat are a little blurred, Yi Chuan still knew the approximate value.

First of all, it does not calculate based on combat power, but based on the difference in strength and realm, to judge how much blood power Yi Chuan should obtain; and after Yi Chuan experienced the gradual increase in the strength of the middle-aged man in mirror image, Yi Chuan also slowly calculated it.

When the middle-aged man had fifty strands of blood power, Yi Chuan obtained the blood power of blood power when he fought with him was no different from the enemies he had encountered before. On average, it was about 5 strands per minute.

When middle-aged people gradually increase their strength to quasi-blooded warriors, it becomes 10 strands per minute; and so on, Yi Chuan roughly calculates the algorithm for obtaining blood power through his smart and advanced mind.

That is, the system determines the increase in the amount of blood power obtained by fighting based on the opponent's blood power.

Yi Chuan had always thought that the system was centered on his own strength. If his strength was lower than himself, the power to obtain bloodline would be reduced accordingly. If his strength was higher than himself, it would be. But now it doesn't seem that way.

Finally, Yi Chuan summarized his analysis.

"Overall, even if I reach the ninth-level blood warrior, if I fight with the first-level blood warrior, I will still gain the same unchanging blood power as I do now."

But...this is not the most important thing.

What surprised Yi Chuan even more... There is another way to obtain blood power.

That's killing.

Yi Chuan has been playing in the ring in the school office for several days, but he has been on the verge of the time and has never killed a killer. In Lu Minghui's space, Yi Chuan discovered this only after killing the middle-aged man four or five times.

Otherwise, I would not have been able to increase so much.

"There was no such distinction before the system was upgraded." Yi Chuan pondered. He had killed the filthy demon, the dark spirit, the demon devouring... These things can only mean that this is a new function that appeared after the system upgrade.

"But I haven't judged how much blood power can get." Although Yi Chuan was curious, it was impossible to find someone in the school office... to experiment. He could only figure this out by killing the mirror person in Lu Minghui's subsequent practice.

Thinking of this, Yi Chuan paused. In fact, he had another idea. If he could create a large number of mirror people and let him brush it continuously, it would be a completely bug. After all, the system seems to agree with this method.

"Take it slowly first." Yi Chuan was not in a hurry. He would continue to participate in Lu Minghui's training and could always figure it out.

The most important thing in front of you is to recover the damage suffered by your body first.

soon.

Yi Chuan entered a sleep state early.

It’s strange that after taking a nap on weekdays, I feel refreshed and my spirit and energy can be fully restored. But today I am actually in good spirits, but my body is a little tired.

But when Yi Chuan closed his eyes... he had the illusion that he had to sleep for a long time.

.....

And at this time.

In a place with tight guards in North China, several Chinese military personnel extended their hands as an old man nodded.

There was a blue stone plate in their palms, and the blood qi on the stone plate was solidified, rotating and accelerating as if they were looking for a dragon ruler.

"open!"

After a light shout, the pointer on the stone plate stopped and shot out a bloody energy in one direction. It was like it had penetrated into another space halfway and disappeared.

Then, a familiar wave began to come in a narrow passage in front of me, and then a middle-aged man and a few young girls with young faces walked out of the mirror.

The middle-aged man was wearing a green fur and his long hair was tied with an ancient aura. The young men below him stared at the surroundings with frowns at each other, with a little uncomfortable look, and a hint of disgust in his eyes, and said, "The spiritual energy here is too thin, not as good as the Hanlong City."

"Don't expect too much." A young girl in plain clothes said calmly: "Even the most desolate places in Tianyan World cannot reach, let alone the level of the Dragon City."

"And... the deacon said that this little bit of spiritual energy was stolen from our world." Another young man with a braid sneered. As the indigenous people of the Tianyan World, their history also represents inheritance. They lived in the Tianyan World for so many years... The accumulated strength is extremely strong.

The Huawu personnel looked at the few people and did not say anything; they had not seen the indigenous people of the Tianyan World, but as Huawu's guides, they would not say extra words to these young girls with only the first-level blood warriors.

The middle-aged man was quite calm, he was not a young man... Time didn't teach them to keep words in their stomachs, but taught him.

"Silence!"

The middle-aged man whispered, although this was the case, his tone did not mean to blame. He had long noticed the old man outside the passage in his eyes, and his expression was still... because the old man's strength was unfathomable, and although his body was not moving or revealed, it gave him a feeling of facing the deacons in Hanlong City.

He recognized the current affairs and might have some words in Hanlong City, but the strong dragon did not defeat the local snake. Moreover, when the festivals between Hanlong City and Huawu arrived, middle-aged people did not dare to be arrogant easily.

"Please come with me." A Huawu official said: "In the days before the conference begins, please follow the rules of our world."

The middle-aged man did not say a word and walked out with everyone with them.

The old man ignored him from beginning to end.

After everyone left, the old man stood up and looked at the waving mirror, showing a look of nostalgia and yearning.

That expression was exactly the same as Zheng Xian's grandfather before.

But in the end, he just sighed slightly and waved his hand... the fluctuations of the mirror disappeared.

Then his figure gradually disappeared, as if it had never existed.

This passage fell into silence.

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Chapter completed!