Chapter 385: A new path to body refining?
According to the records or legends of this world, the bloodlines of all races in this world are inherited from the original human ancestors. If they can one day restore their bloodlines to the purity of the human race, then they will Possessing power comparable to that of human ancestors.
So, the strong men in this world will also purify their bloodline while strengthening their bodies. Among their descendants, those who can inherit the bloodline of these strong men are the purest, and the better their talents. The greater the achievements that can be achieved in the future.
"The way of blood?" Pei Xuanjing chewed on these words, his eyes flickered, and some thoughts emerged in his mind.
In both the original world of Pei Xuanjing's previous life and the world of the Ming Dynasty, there was a saying: Princes, generals, and ministers would rather have their own kind.
But these records and legends of this world, as well as the facts he saw now, all proved that this was a world where princes had the kind of talent.
The stronger the bloodline of a strong person, the greater the chance that his descendants will be strong.
It can be said that if ordinary people do not have opportunities, their innate talents will be inferior to others, and they will be one step behind from the moment they are born.
Pei Xuanjing frowned slightly, he didn't like this kind of world.
However, this kind of bloodline method actually has great inspiration for me.
In the original cultivation method of the Ming Dynasty, the richness of blood energy of a warrior in the mortal realm actually had something to do with polishing. However, after he was promoted to the spiritual realm, he focused on refining his orifices while refining his energy, and focused on pursuing infinite vitality to move the world. With his strength, his attention to blood energy gradually decreased, and he even gave up in the end, turning it into a useless thing.
"But what if I can use the method of pure blood to condense my own blood?" Pei Xuanjing boldly hypothesized in his heart.
Originally, refining the orifice is the development of the physical body. The growth of one's own blood energy is just an instinct that grows along with the growth of the physical body, without much attention.
If I use such pure bloodline skills to condense my own blood, does it mean that I can become more powerful?
With an idea in mind, Pei Xuanjing naturally began to make bold attempts.
Half a year later, Pei Xuanjing came out of seclusion and followed the Blue King to an area outside the boundary where the competition between the human race and the demon race would take place.
A building similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome, surrounded by tall, rough-styled huge stone seats, surrounding it for dozens of miles.
In the center, there is a huge arena with countless marks on it, full of black and red stains, which are obviously the color of dried blood. It is the place where humans and monsters compete.
“This is the arena for the competition between our human race and the demon race!” King Blue introduced to Pei Xuanjing.
He looked serious and said: "On the arena, the strong men of the same realm from the two tribes fight against each other. There is no need to impose any rules. The one who survives is the winner. And the losers continue to fight. No bones can be preserved.”
Simple, crude, without clear rules, just full of naked competition between the weak and the strong, and natural selection.
Those who are not of my race must have different minds.
There is not so much gentleness, courtesy and concessions between races, there is only the collision of strength and strength. Only the powerful races are qualified to dominate everything and specify the rules.
Weak people can only obey and be slaughtered!
“I understand!” In a moment, Pei Xuanjing had a clearer understanding of the struggle between the human race and the demon race in this world. He was born in the human race, and even in this world possessed by projections, he did not like to see the human race reduced to food for monsters.
Shortly after the human race arrived, the demon race also arrived, and each side occupied half of the area.
After the two sides arrived, they didn’t say much and each sent his people to their deaths.
In such a big competition, ordinary soldiers and centurions are not qualified to participate at all. Only captains of thousands, generals and princes can take action.
According to the agreement, each race in each realm will send a different number of strong men to participate in the competition. In the end, the race with the most wins will become the winner of this century-old competition.
Of course, the weight represented by strong men in different realms is completely different. For example, the captain level has the most competitions, with as many as a thousand, but the proportion of the victory and defeat in the competition is only one-sixth, while the warrior level There are hundreds of games, but victory or defeat accounts for one-third of them. As for the final key to victory, it lies in the remaining ten prince-level battles.
Such a battle calculation sounds very complicated, but it is actually very simple, because this arena is originally an exotic treasure. The outcome of the battle between the human race and the demon race will be decided by the exotic treasure, which is very fair. , everyone can clearly see the outcome of each game.
Pei Xuanjing sat high on a stone seat, with a cold face and calm eyes. He just looked at the fight between humans and demons on the ring, unmoved at all.
The human warriors at the level of thousands of captains correspond to the great demons of the demon clan. Such great demons already have great wisdom, and combined with the talents of the demon clan, each of them is not easy to deal with.
In Pei Xuanjing's life simulation, he died in the hands of such a great demon.
All the eyes of the human race and the demon race are fixed on the fight in the arena, because it is related to the fate of their race for the next hundred years. No one dares to take it lightly, not even the human princes and the demon king.
The competition between humans and monsters has always been the most brutal battle. There is no victory or defeat, only life and death. All humans and monsters who enter the arena will either kill their opponents or be killed by their opponents. There is no third way.
So, from the first competition, even if it was only a battle at the level of a thousand captains, it was extremely brutal. The human warriors lost and were swallowed by the ferocious monsters, leaving no bones left. The great demon was defeated and was cut into pieces by the human race, where the essence and blood were refined and the flesh and blood were eaten.
After ten days of fighting, the previous competition between the captain level and the general level came to an end. The advantage of the human race is not small, it can be regarded as a small lead.
But no one dares to take it lightly, because the final outcome still needs the action of the human prince and the demon king.
The human prince who was the first to fight was a prince of average strength. Unexpectedly, this prince was defeated and died, which greatly reduced the morale of the human camp.
So, in order to save morale, the human race sent King Xuan again. Originally, all the races had high hopes for this powerful prince, but they didn’t want the demon race to dispatch the tiger demon king and directly use his tyrannical strength. Killing him caused the prince to lose the second battle.
In the Battle of the Princes, they lost two games in a row at the beginning, which undoubtedly cast a shadow on the hearts of all human beings.
Pei Xuanjing frowned slightly and said to King Lan: "The next third battle, I will do it!"
(End of this chapter)