Chapter 34 Godfather's Class

At night, Li Xuan arrived at Deng Weixian's courtyard on time.

It turned out that Deng Weixian's godfather had arrived here early today and was talking to Deng Weixian.

Li Xuan immediately hid his body carefully and eavesdropped.

"Have you never doubted it?"

"Godfather let me practice martial arts with peace of mind."

Facing the godfather's question, Deng Weixian just answered like this without any emotional fluctuations.

"Godfather said, the child did it."

"For the child, this is easier."

Looking at Deng Weixian who bowed respectfully to him, his godfather couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.

"Compared with his talent in martial arts, this child's character is more admirable."

He deliberately didn't mention the problem of blood and qi consumption when practicing the Blood-Slaying Tiger Claw before, just to see what kind of reaction Deng Weixian would have.

Anyone would be shaken in such a situation.

Stopping practice or being lazy and slowing down progress were all within his expectations.

He just wanted to see to what extent Deng Weixian would implement his orders.

When training a person, it is very important to find out the other party's obedience.

But I never expected that this thirteen-year-old boy could achieve such a state.

When he appeared yesterday, Deng Weixian was completely exhausted and his blood and qi were consumed to the limit.

In that case, it would be impossible for Deng Weixian to play the blood-killing tiger claw again in the future.

The godfather was very satisfied with the result of this obedience test.

"I didn't expect that I rescued this child and brought him into the palace at that time, and I picked up such a good seedling."

Although it is said to be human affairs, it is also heaven's help.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth hidden in the shadow of his cloak slowly raised a beautiful arc.

"Very good, with your talent and character, you will definitely be a great help to me in the future."

He patted Deng Weixian's shoulder to encourage him.

Compared with before, it can be clearly felt that Deng Weixian's godfather is more intimate with him in both tone and action.

"I will live up to my godfather's expectations!"

Deng Weixian bowed and accepted the encouragement calmly.

"This kid can really accomplish things."

Li Xuan, who was hiding in the dark and observing, couldn't help but sigh.

Which leader would hate such a young man?

If he had the awareness of Deng Weixian before, he would have improved a long time ago.

"Okay." Deng Weixian's godfather nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Today I will explain to you in detail how to break through to the blood coagulation realm."

"The blood coagulation realm, as the name suggests, is the realm of condensing the blood and qi in the body. When you reach this realm, you can be called a warrior and enter the grade."

"You felt weak before because the blood-killing tiger claws were too domineering, so your blood and qi consumption could not be replenished."

"But domineering also has its advantages. The blood-killing tiger claws is one of the fastest ways to enter the blood coagulation realm."

"As long as there are natural materials and treasures to replenish blood and qi, it will be easy to enter the blood coagulation realm."

"Most folk warriors will use medicinal baths or food supplements, and the methods and methods of replenishing blood and qi have different effects."

"And these differences will also cause differences in whether the foundation is consolidated or not, and determine how far you can go on the road of warriors in the future."

Deng Weixian's godfather talked endlessly, and Li Xuan and Deng Weixian listened very seriously.

Li Xuan was especially fascinated by what he heard.

He had been envious of this knowledge for a long time, and now that his curiosity was satisfied, he felt so comfortable that he was a little dizzy.

"The gap in combat power between people of the same level, and even some examples of being defeated across levels, are all related to this."

"Only warriors who fully stimulate their potential in each realm can gain more power."

"It has been like this since ancient times!"

Deng Weixian's godfather took a breath when he said this, then gently stroked the pottery jar on the stone table and continued: "This contains the blood of the fierce tiger, which can help you practice and enhance your blood and qi."

"The fierce tiger is a rare beast that lives in the frozen plains of the far north. Absorbing its blood and essence can not only replenish your blood and qi in large quantities, You can also cultivate a breath of icy cold in your body, thereby increasing the power of the Blood-Slaying Tiger Claw. "

"This breath of icy cold can benefit you for life, and you can achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing cold-attributed martial arts in the future."

"This jar of fierce tiger blood is enough to allow you to reach the blood coagulation realm. The better your aptitude, the more fierce tiger blood you can absorb, and the icy cold breath in your body will also become stronger."

"As for how much you can absorb, I am also looking forward to it."

Deng Weixian was stunned when he heard this. He did not expect that the things in this pottery jar were so precious.

Then he reacted and immediately knelt down to thank him: "Thank you for your kindness, godfather. I will do my best."

Deng Weixian did not dare to guarantee this matter. Although his godfather always said that he had good talent, no one could assert how much fierce tiger blood he could absorb.

Therefore, it is safest to just guarantee your own efforts.

"Well, practice well. In the future, absorb the blood of the fierce tiger first, then digest it with the ten tiger forms, and then practice the blood-killing tiger claws."

"Practice it for me now, and I will give you some pointers."

Deng Weixian's godfather sat on the stone chair and ordered so.

Deng Weixian immediately replied "yes", with excitement in his tone.

According to his godfather, he opened the sealed pottery jar first, looked at the light blue liquid inside, and a trace of hesitation flashed across his face.

The pain he endured yesterday was still vivid in his mind. If it happened again, he might not be able to continue practicing later.

Deng Weixian was not afraid of pain, but he was afraid of being embarrassed in front of his godfather.

It was not easy to get some trust, and he didn't want his godfather to be disappointed in him.

This person was his only support in the palace. Without his blessing, Deng Weixian might never get ahead in his life.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and pressed his hands in, ready to endure the severe pain.

Deng Weixian's godfather couldn't help but nod slightly when he saw this scene.

In the explanation just now, he concealed only one point.

Although the blood of the tiger is a precious treasure, the unbearable pain during the absorption process is its only side effect.

Ordinary people will be instantly frostbitten when they come into contact with the blood of the tiger. If they are not wiped dry in time, it is possible that their hands and feet will be frozen off.

The Ten Tiger Forms and the Blood-Slaying Tiger Claw are both specially matched exercises for it. If you want to absorb the blood of the tiger, you can't do without these two exercises.

Any ordinary person who has not entered the blood coagulation realm cannot bear the side effects of absorbing the blood of the tiger.

It can be said that it is for the "jealousy" of the blood of the tiger that the two "dumplings" of the Ten Tiger Forms and the Blood-Slaying Tiger Claw were created.

The pain of absorbing the blood of the tiger will have a psychological shadow for anyone who has experienced it.

Even Deng Weixian's godfather is the same.

The pain experienced when he was weak is even more unforgettable.

But seeing Deng Weixian's determination to reach into the pottery jar after just a moment's hesitation, Deng Weixian's godfather couldn't help but be moved.

"The power of hatred is really wonderful."

At the same time, Deng Weixian, who dipped his hands into the pottery jar, was frowning and looking solemn.

He stared at the pottery jar with an uncertain expression, feeling the slight coldness entering his body, but his heart was full of doubts.

"Huh?"

"Why doesn't it hurt?"

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