In the early morning, Luoyang Town still retains the cool air of the night. At this time, most people have just woken up, and the streets are deserted, with only one or two figures walking around occasionally.
At this time, in an open space on the back hill of this small town, a slightly thin young figure stood with his hands on the ground. He mechanically and repeatedly did push-ups. Beads of sweat slowly fell down from his thin cheeks.
.With every ups and downs, the jade hanging on the neck keeps shaking back and forth.
nine hundred,
Nine hundred and one
…
Nine hundred and ninety
…
The young man murmured in his mouth.
Time passed by minute by second. The boy still continued, never stopping. It was just that his movements were slightly slower than before.
"Practice, practice, practice"
At this time, the boy kept shouting in his mind, and his face flushed, seemingly because of the non-stop training.
"Peng"
I don’t know how many times he did it, but the boy finally gave out his strength. His arms could no longer support him, and his body came into close contact with the ground. He made a dull sound.
Feeling the constant soreness and numbness in his body, the young man gasped for a moment, and hurriedly supported his body with his hands. He bent his knees and sat cross-legged. He crossed his fingers and slowly closed his eyes.
Suddenly, traces of milky white gas that was invisible to the naked eye slowly emerged around the young man, and then disappeared into the latter's body. But as time passed, the young man's brows became more and more wrinkled.
"Why do I always feel like this after practicing hard for so many years? I understand that I can feel the vitality integrated into my body, but I still can't condense the bleeding line..."
This young man's name is Ye Cheng, and he is a child of the Ye family in Luoyang Town. However, in the past two years, most of his peers around him have gathered blood lines and entered the ranks of blood people. However, Ye Cheng has not yet gathered the blood lines, and
Become a soft persimmon in the eyes of peers.
The glare he received in the past two years made Ye Cheng deeply understand
In this continent where strength is respected, if you don’t have strong strength, you will eventually be overwhelmed by others. Only by condensing the bleeding line and becoming a strong blood person can you have the opportunity to become a master and have the strength to protect those you want to protect.
people
And strength comes from cultivation. In the process of cultivation, physical training comes first. The human body is the most mysterious existence in this world, and it is also the origin of cultivation. Everything in cultivation is to tap the potential of the human body, thereby obtaining more powerful
strength.
The so-called blood warriors are also called blood warriors. As the name suggests, the stronger the blood of warriors, the more powerful they will be. They mainly cultivate their bodies to continuously strengthen their bodies. During the strengthening process,
, the blood energy will continue to surge up from the body. With the help of the power of blood energy, the warrior's attack power, defense power, and perception ability can be increased several times, and the life span will also be increased accordingly. And the strength of the blood energy will not affect the strength of the warrior.
The external manifestation is the blood lines that appear on the body.
The stronger the blood energy, the more blood lines there are. Therefore, ordinary people always measure the strength of a blood person by the number of blood lines.
The Blood Qi Realm is roughly divided into three levels, which are the Blood Qi Realm Xiaocheng, Dacheng, and Peak. The levels are divided by the number of blood lines. Only those who can show more than ten blood lines can be regarded as the Xiaocheng of this realm, and those who have broken through four
More than ten are considered a great achievement, and those who break through more than seventy are considered peak blooders, whose power can break mountains and crack rocks. According to legend, only a true genius can cultivate ninety-nine blood lines, which is the so-called ninety-nine ultimate.
, reaching the realm of Bloody Great Consummation. His strength is even more terrifying, and he can even compete with Yuan Realm strong men.
For this reason, Ye Cheng worked hard against the clock, hoping to become a Blood Man, or even become a Yuan Realm expert who was more powerful than a Blood Man.
In Luoyang Town, there are forces with powerful Yuan realms in charge, and they can join the ranks of the top forces in Luoyang Town.
Nowadays, there are only three top forces in the entire Luoyang Town. And the Ye family is one of them.
The ideal is plump, but the reality is indeed skinny.
As the training time continued to pass, Ye Cheng still failed to gather the bleeding line. Such an ending would inevitably make Ye Cheng feel frustrated.
Although he could feel the vitality filling his body every time, he could never gather the bleeding line. Thinking of this, Ye Cheng couldn't help but smile bitterly at the corner of his mouth.
The latter also sought reasons from their elders, hoping to understand what was going on. But the elders of the Ye family also felt helpless about the strangeness of Ye Cheng's body. Even the old man of the Ye family, Ye Cheng's grandfather, examined Ye Cheng's body.
Finally, he shook his head silently.
Even so, Ye Cheng still worked hard, hoping that one day a miracle would happen.
"I must become a strong man. When my father is gone, I will use my fists to protect my little sister."
With his arms supporting his body, the boy's fists were slowly clenched, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly. There was a kind of firmness in his dazed eyes.
But in a blink of an eye, he thought that all his peers in the village had already formed a bloodline. But he was still stuck in the training stage and had not yet been able to step into the bloodline. The young man couldn't help but have a wry smile on his lips.
"It's not good, ah Cheng"
Just as Ye Cheng's breath slowly calmed down, a slightly strong-looking figure hurriedly ran from a distance, shouting as he ran.
Looking at the approaching figure, Ye Cheng frowned slightly, as if he had anticipated the reason for the former's coming.
When the figure got closer, it turned out to be a strong young man who looked quite honest.
This young man's name is Ye Ming, the only son of Uncle Ye Cheng. The two are almost the same age and they get along very well, so they are never called by their seniority.
"What's wrong?"
Looking at Ye Ming, who was holding his waist tightly, holding his hands on his knees, and panting out of breath, Ye Cheng asked in a calm tone.
"Well, Ye Ling... cough..." Ye Ming panted, coughed slightly, and continued eagerly: "Ye Ling was blocked by Ye Wei and those bastards at the foot of the mountain. Ah Cheng, please don't..."
"That bastard"
Hearing this, Ye Cheng's delicate little face suddenly darkened, and he gritted his teeth and cursed fiercely. Before the former could finish speaking, he hurried down the mountain.
Ye Mingsheng stopped shouting at the figure that was quickly moving away in his sight. The latter also understood.
Although Ye Ling is not Ye Cheng's biological sister, but was adopted by Ye Cheng's father, the brother and sister have been very close since childhood. Ye Cheng also loves Ye Huan very much and has always treated Ye Ling as his biological sister.
.It can be said that in this world, apart from her mother who has passed away due to illness and her father who has been missing for many years, Ye Ling is Ye Cheng's enemy. Whoever bullies her will definitely fight with his life.
"It's over, it's over. Ah Cheng hasn't condensed the bleeding line yet. He will definitely be beaten if he goes there." Thinking of this, Ye Ming couldn't help but feel a little worried. He had just condensed the seventh blood line, far from having already condensed ten blood lines.
The opponent of Ye Wei who is at a small level in the blood energy realm.
Suddenly, a figure flashed across Ye Ming's mind, making the latter's eyes light up.
Then he ran towards Yejiazhuang.
~
The back mountain of Luoyang Town is several kilometers away from the town, and there is a straight trail connecting the two places.
At this time, on this trail, several figures blocked the intersection leading to the back mountain. Most of these people looked about fifteen years old, and they were obviously descendants of Hejiazhuang.
Looking through the crowd, in front of these teenagers, a girl's figure stands slim and graceful. The simple light green clothes cannot hide the girl's beauty at all. It only wraps the body that has begun to take shape, but instead highlights the fresh and elegant look.
Temperament. At such a young age, he has an amazing feeling.
"Ye Wei, don't bother me all the time."
At this time, the girl clenched her silver teeth and stared fiercely at the strong young man in the lead opposite, her delicate little face full of anger.
"Ling'er, are you going to go shopping with us?"
The leading boy opposite, who was also fifteen or sixteen years old, had a gloomy look in his eyes after listening to the girl's words. A gentle expression appeared on his face again, and he said to the girl with a slight smile.
"Don't call me Linger, I'm not very familiar with you." Looking at the shameless person in front of him, Ye Ling frowned slightly, but his delicate little face showed an expression of disgust at this time.
Growing up, apart from the elders, only Ye Cheng could be called Ling'er. Even his cousin Ye Ming had been protested by him for calling him Ling'er, not to mention the shameless person in front of him.
Hearing this, the latter's face could no longer hide the gloomy look. Under the girl's gaze, he turned his head and said to the boy next to him: "I haven't seen that good-for-nothing Ye Cheng for a long time. Do we have to go follow him?"
Let’s get in touch.”
The latter's behavior made the teenagers next to him stunned, and then burst into laughter as if they had a tacit understanding.
The joking words immediately changed the girl's pretty face, and she clenched her silver teeth.