Looking at Qin Hao who was getting more and more excited after three minutes, Du Zhen turned his head and looked to the side: "Do you still count if you bet?"

"It's like yarn, you didn't pick it up at that time." After saying that, he looked at Qin Hao's body and was curious: "I originally thought it was a white chicken, but now it seems that we were wrong."

"I like pain and can persist in the steam room for a long time. It seems that we really need one more junior brother."

"Then let your brother nineteenth, don't let the steam room hurt his foundation."

Just now, although Xiong Bi was enthusiastic, it was a feeling of finding a fat sheep.

After all, although the fees paid by everyone are the same and they practice together, the newcomers can't hold on for long, and most of the effects of the medicine are absorbed by the old man. Therefore, the enthusiasm of the Xiong Cha warriors is for the sake of money.

But now, Qin Hao's performance has gained their recognition, and they really regard Qin Hao as their youngest junior brother.

However, Qin Hao had no time to pay attention to their ideas. He was immersed in the vigorous exercise and could not extricate himself.

Qin Hao drank only a small sip of blood brew that he drank into his belly, but this little bit of blood brew was the essence of several monsters, and it was also the essence of second-level monsters, which made the blood brew contain very high energy.

In his belly, waves of life energy spread into Qin Hao's body, which not only provided Qin Hao with endless energy, but also healed the damage to his body.

It is also because of this characteristic that he can persist in the steam room for a long time.

Imitation bears jumped swayingly, Qin Hao could feel that every time he inhaled a mouthful of steam from the medicine bath, a special energy surged into his body and combined with his blood. The combined energy stimulated his body and allowed the body to evolve rapidly. The blue fine blood brew made this evolution several times faster and allowed Qin Hao to persist for longer.

Five minutes, eight minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes, and at this time, some elderly people could not hold on.

One after another, someone dragged his red and hot body away from the room. One, two, slowly, there were only five people in the room, three second-level, one peak in the blood exchange and Qin Hao who had just joined.

"How did he do it?"

"Damn, is this still a human being? I always feel that I have been practicing in vain before."

"Oh, I thought there was a junior brother who took over my class..."

The exhausted apprentice of the gym was talking in a low voice, but soon their voices stopped and the tall figure of the owner walked over from a distance.

After a casual glance, he found that Tao Mao was lying outside, and his brows frowned.

"Oh, can the other one hold on anymore? I thought he could stay?"

Listening to the master's sigh, the disciple next to him looked a little strange.

"What's wrong?"

"Teacher, not only did our junior brother not leave, he is still exercising in the steam room."

"I'm still in the steam room? No one, what do you think about A Zhen? I wonder if it's life-threatening if I don't have enough physical fitness and stay in the steam room?"

As he said this, the tall figure of the museum owner quickly walked towards the cultivation room and opened the door with one hand.

After opening the door, the owner thought he would find a person who was in danger, but soon, he found out that he was wrong. Qin Hao's figure was indeed in the room.

Compared to other strong men in the room, Qin Hao looked very thin, but the life fluctuations emitted by this thin body made him feel shocked.

Standing at the door, the owner looked at Qin Hao up and down several times.

"Master, you are here too. Do you know what's going on with your junior brother?"

"That's right, teacher, how could he train for so long?"

It was not until the disciples called out with confusion that the Lord Du's face returned to calm again.

Facing his disciple's questions, he hesitated for a moment before answering: "If nothing unexpected happens, Qin Hao will awaken his bloodline."

"Bloodline!"

"I can't do it, I thought blood was a legend?"

"How could it be a legend? The king's family in our Liuyun Kingdom are all divine bloodlines."

As soon as the word "bloodline" was released, everyone present looked at Qin Hao with envy.

There is more than one race in this world. Among the monsters and ghosts, other species can intermarry with humans and have children. Year by year, almost all humans in this world contain some other bloodlines.

At the same time, humans in this world can practice. The strong people who have reached the depths are basically not the same race as ordinary humans. The children they give birth to are naturally different from ordinary people.

However, not all people whose bloodlines are exposed can become awakened people. Most people can only be called hybrids. Only those inherited from the people of Silver (fifth level) can be called awakening.

Although there was no test, seeing that Qin Hao could hold on in the steam room for so long, the owner of the Pavilion already thought Qin Hao was an awakened person.

At the same time, although he was calm on the surface, his slightly tight fists meant that he could not view this matter normally.

He was happy that the bloodline appeared among his disciples. As the leader of his lineage, what he wanted to do most was to pass on the martial arts of the gym. Moreover, in the gym, the relationship between the disciple and the teacher was sometimes closer than that of his own children.

After all, the owner of the gym cannot guarantee that his children have outstanding talent for cultivation, but opening a gym is inevitable to fight. They need to compete for disciples and obtain the support of the rich. This is all about interests. No one will give up their own interests, so fighting is indispensable.

There are not many people in the Youxiong Gymnasium. The first is the martial arts that cannot be liked by rich children. The second is the owner of the museum himself is half-dead and his competitiveness is too weak.

Even the reason why Lord Du came from the prosperous Fucheng to the remote area of ​​Bucks City was because he was seriously injured and could not gain a foothold in the fiercely competitive Fucheng.

"I can't fight anymore. I want to live well in Bucks City, treat my injuries, or fight back to the city. Teaching the disciples is my only hope."

Fist is afraid of being strong, and people have time to grow old. Although warriors in this world can prolong their life, their blood and energy will still be insufficient in the last stage of their life and their combat power will drop greatly. Therefore, they need disciples so that they will not be beaten to the door when they are old.

The apprentice needs the teacher’s teachings even more. This closely related interest relationship makes the relationship between the teacher and the apprentice comparable to that of their own children.

When he saw Qin Hao, the first thing the owner of the Hall Du thought was to teach with all his strength, but soon, worries surged in his heart.

"Will he stay here after he has awakened his bloodline?"

Qin Hao didn't know the worry of the Lord Du. At this time, he was fully physically and mentally developing his body. He could feel that with the practice of boxing, whenever blood flowed back to his heart and then flowed out, the blood would change and become more energetic.

However, after half an hour, he felt that he could not hold on. After all, this was a joint practice room. There were not only first-level but also second-level martial artists practicing here.

The high-quality blood brew can make Qin Hao not afraid of the pain of first-level cultivation, but the second-level is barely enough.

Just as Qin Hao was about to stop and continue exercising outside, he suddenly felt that the temperature in the training room was no longer rising, but was kept at the limit he could bear.

Qin Hao can exercise for a long time until the quality blood brew is consumed completely.

"It actually stopped?"

Somewhat confused, Qin Hao turned his head and looked at it, and found that it was the owner who adjusted the medicine barrel next to the medicine barrel.

Seeing that Qin Hao's eyes were turned, he smiled: "Continue, I'm here."

"Thank you, Master."
Chapter completed!