Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Chapter 369: Chapter 118: A Named One, Easily Defeated

Within the iron vessel.

Lin Chen’s face alternated between being ferocious and trembling with chattering teeth, his whole body shaking.

The two strands of Flood Dragon True Blood within him seemed to sense the threat, and unexpectedly merged into one, constantly colliding with the energy of the medicinal liquid inside his body.

Lin Chen’s body was like a battlefield; under the impact of these two energies, all his meridians experienced damage and restoration. The acupoints throughout his body trembled continuously, and even his bones made cracking sounds.

Hold on!

At this moment, Lin Chen’s consciousness was not blurred.

This was different from the last time he absorbed the Flood Dragon True Blood. The last time, the pain made his consciousness blur, which was a self-protective mechanism of the body, causing the awareness of pain to be somewhat ignored.

But now, the hot and cold energies made his awareness extremely clear.

Watching him clench his jaw tight, lips already bitten to the point of breaking skin, blood flowing continuously from his lips, eyes bulging wide open, Jia Nanzhu’s eyes were filled with worry.

”Senior Zhao, if it doesn’t work, give up.”

Two drops of Flood Dragon True Blood were too overwhelming for a martial artist who hadn’t yet refined the viscera.

If not handled carefully, Lin Chen could very well have all his meridians completely destroyed.

Zhao Cangsheng was also at a loss at this moment. Although an old friend had told him before he passed away, based on his travels across several countries, he concluded that a youth who followed this method of Qi Blood circulation could absorb up to three drops of True Blood at most.

But this was ultimately just theory and hadn’t been truly practiced.

Should we give up?

”Teacher, I... can persist.”

Just as Zhao Cangsheng was at a crossroads, Lin Chen spoke up. His voice was soft, but both Zhao Cangsheng and Jia Nanzhu could hear the determination in Lin Chen’s tone.

Just hold on a little longer!

A little longer is enough!

My Qi Blood is still increasing!

At this moment, Lin Chen focused all his attention on the panel in front of him, staring intently at the rising Qi Blood value.

Five million nine hundred thousand, six million, six million one hundred thousand...

Every bit of pain that I endure will transform into increased Qi Blood.

It is both agony and a harvest.

In the end, Lin Chen’s mind was filled only with the pulsating numbers, and all his spirit was immersed in it.

One breath, two breaths...

A quarter of an hour...

Half an hour...

Jia Nanzhu and Zhao Cangsheng watched as the red and white transformation on Lin Chen’s skin subsided, sensing Lin Chen’s long and steady breathing, and finally felt relieved.

The two exchanged a glance, seeing satisfaction in each other’s eyes.

Success!

Lin Chen had conquered the two drops of Flood Dragon True Blood. Next, he must refine these two drops of Flood Dragon True Blood slowly into his own Qi Blood.

”Senior Zhao, let me take over from here.”

Jia Nanzhu took on the task of looking after Lin Chen willingly, not just because he was Lin Chen’s teacher, but also because he noticed Zhao Cangsheng’s exhaustion.

During this half an hour, both he and Senior Zhao were highly focused, ready to seal Lin Chen’s acupoints at the slightest sign of something going wrong, forcing out the Flood Dragon True Blood from Lin Chen’s body.

Senior Zhao was getting up in age, his Qi Blood had already declined, and maintaining such high-level focus was no less strenuous than battling a Grade-Entering Martial Artist.

”Alright.”

Zhao Cangsheng didn’t refuse; he was indeed a bit tired.

Qi Blood decline is inevitable for any martial artist.

Sitting on the rattan chair in the courtyard, Zhao Cangsheng looked at Lin Chen in the iron vessel, and felt emotional. Although Lin Chen came from a low-class family, the resources he consumed after going to the Special Training Ground outmatched those of the ordinary Martial Arts Clan offspring.

This kid is ambitious. Even with such opportunities, others would have to withstand it.

An hour later, the medicinal liquid in the iron vessel had decreased by more than half. Apart from some black residue at the bottom, the liquid had become clear, allowing Jia Nanzhu to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The suffering had passed; what lay ahead was the reward.

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A clear-minded Lin Chen could feel his body’s Qi Blood continuously absorbing and refining the two drops of Flood Dragon True Blood falling into his Dantian. Every circulation of Qi Blood to the Dantian devoured these two drops of Flood Dragon True Blood.

The Qi Blood inside Lin Chen surged like raging waves towards the two drops of True Blood, and once the Qi Blood receded, the two drops of True Blood noticeably shrunk, while the Qi Blood that surged back became denser.

Once, twice...

Lin Chen was already well-versed in the process of refining Flood Dragon True Blood.

The Flood Dragon True Blood entering the body and damaging the meridians was also constantly broadening the meridians’ flexibility and the maximum Qi Blood they could withstand.

This was also the reason his Qi Blood limit kept increasing earlier.

This step was the toughest to endure, but once passed, it was just a matter of absorbing and refining the Flood Dragon True Blood, transforming it into growth in Qi Blood.

In the iron vessel, the twenty-four acupoints around Lin Chen’s body were now all glowing like dots of light, with twenty of them as bright as fluorescence. One acupoint was slightly dimmer, and another flickered like a firefly.

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Bang!

A loud explosion was heard, immediately drawing the attention of the resting Jia Nanzhu and Zhao Cangsheng towards the iron vessel.

The iron vessel exploded!

The medicinal liquid splattered everywhere!

Lin Chen landed directly on the ground, his body’s Qi Blood so terrifying it formed a blood mist.

Just now, it was this blood mist bursting out from Lin Chen’s body that shattered the iron vessel.

”Good lad, that blood mist actually blew up the iron vessel; this Qi Blood isn’t much different from that of the Demon Race.”