Ye Ning asked.

"Yes, I'm embarrassed by losing to that guy, but don't worry, I'll defeat him sooner or later."

Rick said with a smile, not at all lost, but was full of fighting spirit.

He was originally an unknown person in the Western supernatural world. He could compete with the God King for how long he could.

Even if he lost, he knew that his strength would not be much worse than that of the God King.

This result was quite satisfactory for him.

So, he naturally would not feel any loss.

Ye Ning was very dissatisfied. He said lightly: "A mere god king has provoked me repeatedly. I can't make any moves lately. Please help me hit him."

“I will work hard.”

Rick said, full of confidence.

"It's not about hard work, it's about suppressing it. I'll pass on you a method of practicing."

Ye Ning said lightly.

"Really?" Rick's voice trembled.

The blood clan relies on time to devour dark energy and blood energy to evolve and improve its strength.

Only with the power of the fifth king in his body can he improve so quickly.

But in fact, their cultivation methods are far from comparable to those of the East.

It is not that there are foreign tribes from the West who come to the East to find ways to practice. Some people help them, but the results are not very effective.

But now Ye Ning teaches his skills.

Rick knew very well that if it weren't for the extremely good-effect technique, Ye Ning wouldn't have taken it out.

"Really, it will be passed to you later."

Ye Ning said.

"Thank you, boss, but I'd better go back to China to study. It's easy to leak information when uploading it online."

Rick was still very alert.

It is the most unsafe on the Internet. This kind of exercise is transmitted through the Internet, which is very unsafe.

"It's okay, I tailored it for you. Others can't practice it at all. Even if you are the same blood clan as you, whoever dares to practice will explode and die."

Ye Ning said lightly.

Rick suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, he won't worry.

"Brother, pass it to me quickly. I can't wait to beat that god king up." Rick said excitedly.

Hearing Rick's words, he passed the technique over.

This is a martial art he had written long ago, and was created based on Rick's physique.

If someone else was not practicing, it would be easy to have problems. It would be no joke if you explode and die.

Rick began to practice when he received the martial arts.

That night, two strong men in the blood clan exploded and died, and I don’t know the reason.

The next day, they all looked strange when they saw Rick.

"Vice President Rick? Are you okay?"

A prince of the blood clan asked, with a hint of inconcealment of complexity in his expression.

Rick glanced at him and said lightly: "Of course I'm fine, do you wish I had something to do?"

"That's not what my subordinates mean."

The prince of the blood clan said quickly.

"Or what did you see that you shouldn't have? So I think I'll have something to do?" Rick continued to ask, his eyes a little cold.

The prince of the blood clan waved his hand quickly and quickly clarified that he knew nothing and didn't read anything.

Rick just sneered and didn't continue asking.

The blood prince breathed a sigh of relief. The oppression that Rick gave him just now was too strong.

The main reason is that they did do something bad, otherwise they would not be so guilty.

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