"Come on, put all your bets on it!"
"The winner will have everything!"
"The loser will be destroyed forever and completely annihilated!"
…
The crazy voices turned into countless babbles.
"ah!"
The young man screamed and woke up from his sleep. He touched his face and was covered with cold sweat: "I have such a strange dream again! From the time I was born until now, it is completely unavoidable!"
"No matter what, get some rest quickly and replenish your energy. The coming-of-age ceremony will begin tomorrow!"
The boy's name is "Gu", and he was born in a small tribe in the Shiwan Mountains of the Southern Barbarians.
In the Shiwan Mountains of the Southern Barbarians, there are rules. Babies born after birth must pass inspection. Those who pass the qualifications will be immediately taken into the holy land to be trained as the strongest warriors of the ethnic group.
The social outlook here is completely different from that of the outside world. Friendship and family are considered to be completely obstacles.
Only by practicing wholeheartedly can you become the strongest warrior in your tribe!
Therefore, since childhood, Gu and other collected children have received the strictest training. Here, crying can only be punished by whipping, and only the strong can gain the respect of their peers.
"Fortunately, I have good innate qualifications. The elders say that at tomorrow's coming-of-age ceremony, I have an 80% chance of successfully enlightening my soul and stimulating the power of my bloodline!"
Gu clenched his fists.
Without the power of blood, you cannot become extraordinary. You are just a first-level mortal and cannot live for more than a hundred years.
"With my strength, if I can rank among the top five among this group of tribesmen, I will definitely succeed!"
I don't know why, but there is always a voice in his heart, urging him to continue to improve, making him train extremely hard without slacking off at all.
The name of Gu Madman is very loud among this group of young girls.
…
Gu took a deep breath and continued to sleep.
The next day, he and about a hundred other fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boys were taken to a cave in the Holy Land.
"You... are all the best elites of this generation of our 'Feiman' tribe, and today is also your coming-of-age ceremony!"
On the stone platform at the front, the high priest "Barbarian Bones" exuded aura, bringing a heavy sense of oppression: "You must go all out, complete the spiritual enlightenment ceremony, and stimulate the power of blood, in order to become the strongest in the tribe. warrior!"
"As long as you become a blood warrior, you will be the master of the tribe. The best everything, including fine wine, food, and countless women, will be at your fingertips!"
…
He said a few words casually, which immediately caused the teenagers below to breathe heavily.
However, a few girls began to look unhappy.
"Haha... Of course, if a woman activates the power of her bloodline, she can control her own destiny and does not need to be forcibly assigned to the strong. Moreover, she can have as many male pets as she wants!"
The high priest smiled slightly: "Down below, when you hear my name, you will come forward. The first one... pecks!"
"High Priest!"
The young man named Peck stepped forward slightly uneasily and sat cross-legged in the center of the square.
Around him, there were four stone pillars, with some complex runes engraved on them, full of dark red color, as if they had been watered with the blood of some kind of beast, and were still very fresh.
"The coming-of-age ceremony begins!"
The high priest announced loudly, and several warriors around him immediately beat the leather drums.
The dull drumbeats lingered in the cave, echoing continuously.
The young man Peck swallowed a few herbs and closed his eyes.
On the surrounding stone pillars, runes lit up one by one, first at the bottom, and soon in the middle.
"This speed!"
The high priest frowned and after waiting for a stick of incense, a large amount of sweat appeared on his forehead. His whole body was shaky and his blood was gushing out. He looked very scary.
"ah!"
Finally, he screamed and passed out.
"fail!"
The high priest said expressionlessly, and with a slight gesture, a warrior stepped forward and hugged Peck back.
"The first one failed?"
Below, Gu and other young men's hearts tightened: "If you don't activate the power of your bloodline and become a bloodline warrior, you can only become an ordinary warrior. There is a huge difference in status!"
"Next... No...failure!"
"Next... Wei...failure!"
…
After six or seven times in a row, finally, the stone pillars roared, and the runes lit up all the way to the top.
"ah!"
The young man in the center opened his eyes, roared, and blood-red phantoms appeared on his body, forming a totem that looked like both a lion and a dog above his head.
"Hmm... the strange beast 'Zhu Roar', the seventh-grade totem, is pretty good!"
The high priest's face was filled with joy: "Next one!"
A young man in black with a face as cold as ice passed by, Gu recognized it, it was one of the four people stronger than him... Ming!
"Ho ho ho!"
Almost as soon as it started, the stone pillars could not wait to be lit up, and a black dragon's shadow appeared on the young man's body.
"Okay! Horned Dragon Totem, third grade!"
The high priest praised: "Ming... come behind me!"
"Third-grade totem!"
The young men and women present were all envious.
The southern barbarian spiritual community believes that human beings are the spirit of all things and are loved by the world. They contain the blood of thousands of species in their bodies. As long as they can be stimulated, they will obtain various magical powers.
The totem forms that are inspired are also different.
The lowest grades eight and nine are just ordinary beasts with limited achievements. Those above grade seven are exotic beasts and have some cultivation value.
But the "horned dragon" that was revealed just now is a legendary ferocious beast, one level above the exotic beasts.
I am afraid that even the high priest will be moved and accept him as his disciple.
Unfortunately, after him, the next few boys and girls failed.
Only one other girl activated the "Jade Rabbit" totem when she went up, which was regarded as the fourth grade, making the high priest very happy.
"Next, Koo!"
When Gu heard his name, he took a deep breath, came to the center of the stone pillar, and sat cross-legged.
"let's start!"
He grabbed the herbs in front of him, chewed them up and swallowed them.
Suddenly, a stream of heat gathered in his body and poured into the stone pillar next to him.
Layers of runes lit up, but very slowly.
"Um?"
The high priest frowned: "This ancient... is the top five among these young people, right? At this speed... it seems that he is going to fail. It's a pity. No matter how good your martial arts and physical training are, you can't stimulate the power of your blood. You are still an ordinary warrior. This is your fate." ah!"
"Am I going to fail?"
Gu Ye felt the heat rolling inside his body. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he only made the runes reach half of the stone pillar and began to stagnate.
"Is that the ancient lunatic?"
"It's a shame that I'm still in the top five. I've always been very arrogant..."
"It seems like it's going to fail..."
Many gloating voices came, making Gu even more anxious: "No, I must succeed!"
A kind of obsession made his eyes turn red. He bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, and the severe pain immediately stimulated the heat flow in his body to accelerate.
boom!
Finally, many hot currents converged and seemed to have broken through a certain level.
Four stone pillars were lit up, and a totem emerged.
"Hmm... Judging from the momentum, it's a bit weak!"
The great elder frowned, and what appeared in front of him was a fog of totems.
"How can a bloodline totem have a mist appearance?"
With this thought, he gently pushed out his palm. The power of Gu's bloodline could not resist at all. The mist dispersed, revealing a... big shell
"Gu, shell totem, ninth grade!"
The high priest announced directly.
The eighth or ninth grade bloodline manifests only ordinary beasts.
As for shells and the like, they are weaker than ordinary lions and tigers, and are just a little stronger than ordinary people who can't inspire even a little bit of blood-awakening power.
"Haha...it scared me at the end!"
"So what if it inspires the totem? It's not even the lowest ninth level. I'm afraid I can't even reach the next level, right?"
"I heard that those big tribes with eighth- and ninth-grade totems are too lazy to cultivate them."
Most of the other girls began to laugh mercilessly.
After all, they were very unhappy with the ancient lunatic who had been weighing on them.
Gu returned to his position, clenched his fists and lowered his head, seemingly unwilling to give in.
In fact, no one knew that at the moment when his bloodline was activated, he was completely transformed. At this time, he was just pretending to be rude and hiding his true emotions.
"I... I am both Gu and... Fang Yuan!"
"It took so long... the true spirit finally awakened!"
Fang Yuan clenched his fists: "The Lord of Extreme Evil is worthy of being at the pinnacle of Tian Ming... He is cruel to others, but he is even more cruel to himself!"
At this time, he made some inferences and combined with his previous memories, he completely understood what happened.
"At that time, the Lord of Extreme Evil burned the Dao Fruit. It was indeed a great decision!"
Such beings who have practiced for eternity have their own unique understanding of the ebb and flow of luck. The Lord of Extreme Evil understands very well that if Fang Yuan cannot be saved this time, it will be Fang Yuan's turn to fight back next.
Therefore, He took advantage of his last chance to fight to the death.
This is really a blow to Fang Yuan Qicun. After all, in terms of years of practice and foundation, he is still inferior to the Master of Extreme Evil.
Fortunately, we still have the help of the Light of the Chinese Civilized World!
He did not die immediately, but instead formed a stalemate with the Lord of Extreme Evil.
Immediately, under the influence of many special factors, the two Tian Ming beings bet everything on themselves and began a huge gamble.
Reincarnate in this world and decide the final winner!
The winner will gain everything, the loser will be doomed and will have no second chance!
"If it weren't for the help of China Light, I wouldn't even have a chance to gamble!"
Fang Yuan gritted his teeth and felt himself: "As a bet... my dream master's avenue, my source of power, and everything about me are bets. In the same way, the Lord of Extreme Evil is also the same. Until a winner is decided, those things are no longer ours!"
It can be said that this big gamble made the two Tian Ming beings instantly become mortals.
There is no such thing as a good thing like Tian Ming Dao's strength immediately returning to power.
Because their avenues have all been used as bets to cancel each other out.
For the rest, you can only rely on yourself!
"The Lord of Extreme Evil, your awakening... I feel it, but the final winner must be me!"
Fang Yuan's eyes were like fire.