Year 463 of the Commonwealth, Capital of Huaguo
A huge semicircular energy membrane enveloped the sky above Kyoto, emitting a faint fluorescence under the scorching sun. This layer of energy membrane is a great invention that scientists got inspiration from the field of space system supernatural beings, and it took nearly a hundred years to develop it. With it, human beings don't have to worry about the sun exposure and the ubiquitous radiation pollution in the air, and the land and water sources can be used with confidence.
But there are advantages and disadvantages. Being sheltered by the energy membrane for hundreds of years, the resistance of human beings to radiation pollution is getting lower and lower, and they can no longer walk freely in the mountains and wilderness like the people in the last days. Without the protection of isolation suits, they would be dehydrated and unconscious within twenty-four hours. If they close their eyes, they may never wake up again, or they may become unconscious zombies and be strangled by the federal army.
It took a total of 675 years for humans to defeat the zombies and regain the ownership of the earth. Then the Eastern Continent and the Western Continent each established a federal republic. That year was known as the first year of the Federation in history. Today, thousands of years have passed, humans have eliminated zombies and put an end to pollution, and the only thing that can compete with humans is the rampant strange beasts and terrifying mutant plants. However, these two creatures were also driven far away from the city by the federal army. Human beings gradually became weaker due to the reduction of natural enemies, and their strength could no longer compare with that of the doomsday people thousands of years ago.
However, human beings' worship of the strong and the pursuit of power are obsessions engraved in their bones. Many people give up the comfortable life in the city and go to the primeval jungle to practice, and more people choose to come to the Dragon Dragon in the capital of China. College for advanced studies.
Today is the college's annual ability test. The huge square is crowded with boys and girls aged 16 and 17, waiting excitedly with number plates in their hands. They are all first-year students of Longteng Academy, and they will be promoted to second-year students next year. Before that, they need to test their abilities, and then they will be sorted according to their abilities. Those with outstanding talents are destined to soar into the sky, and those with mediocre talents can only accept the fiddling of fate.
After thousands of years of evolution, supernatural powers have long been no longer called supernatural powers, but differentiated into magic and battle qi. Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, and ice are the most common types of magic, while the power of mind is divided into light magic and dark magic. Martial artists who learn grudges are evolved from those with enhanced abilities, and their social status is far lower than that of magicians.
The tests on the square began to proceed in an orderly manner. As long as you pick up the non-attribute stone, you can see the future of these children in a few seconds. Deciding a person's fate is an extremely serious and prudent matter. All the branch principals and vice principals of the college have already been waiting aside, watching these children with earnest eyes.
In the crowd, several teenagers who were waiting with number plates began to find topics to chat in order to relieve the tension in their hearts. They belonged to the same dormitory, and their numbers were all connected together. Some had blond hair and blue eyes, some had black hair and black eyes, and some dark skin. To be admitted to Longteng Academy, their family backgrounds are top-notch, and their appearance and temperament are all outstanding. But listening to their conversations, it is obvious that some people have not yet reached the level of self-cultivation.
"Hey, look at that big guy, I know he has no magic, he looks like a bull, and he is only good for practicing fighting spirit." The black-haired, black-eyed, handsome boy taunted with sharp eyes.
"What's wrong with practicing Dou Qi? You can also become a strong man by practicing Dou Qi. If you are promoted to the level of Martial Saint, it will be enough to instantly kill all magicians." Another thin boy with black hair and black eyes, but extremely delicate appearance said lightly. His dark cat eyes stared straight at the person who spoke before, and his thin pink lips were slightly pursed, even when he was angry, he looked very cute.
"Wu Sheng is so easy to cultivate? It has been more than 500 years since there have been no Wu Sheng in the Eastern and Western Continents. You really know how to dream." The sharp boy laughed, his tone even more contemptuous.
The boy with cat pupils still wanted to refute, but the number 129 began to be shouted on the stage. He looked at the number plate in his hand, cast a sharp look at the young man, and then walked up to the stage.
The sharp boy waved his fist at his back and cursed in a low voice, "Sissy, fake and noble!"
"You're enough!" The blond, blue-eyed, handsome, and dignified young man snapped, obviously very angry at his insult to the cat-eyed boy.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness." The sharp boy immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake, his posture humbled to the extreme. The status of this person in front of him is not something they can compare to. In order to win the favor of the other party, he racked his brains. However, the person who went up just now didn't have to do anything. He only needed to smile lightly to get the person's full attention. How can you not be jealous
The blond-haired and blue-eyed boy didn't respond, but looked at the test platform without blinking. The clenched fists at his side showed his tension and anticipation.
The cat pupil boy bowed to the deans and principals, and his outstanding demeanor immediately won their favor. The boy gently held the non-attribute stone, waiting for the stone to shine. Three seconds passed, and the stone did not respond, and half a minute passed, and the stone still did not respond, not even the faint white light showing fighting spirit.
This kind of situation is very rare in the aristocratic circle. Their excellent bloodline is destined that their children will inherit certain abilities, whether it is magic or fighting spirit. If they have neither, they have to doubt the authenticity of the child's bloodline. Because only humble commoners can give birth to such mediocre children.
The sharp young man gloated and questioned loudly, "There is no reaction at all. He never talks about his family. Could it be a bastard born of some noble or commoner? A commoner is a commoner, no matter how much he pretends to be It will expose your humble nature!"
"Shut up!" the blond boy growled angrily. how could be? How could such a dazzling person have no ability? But so what? His position in my heart will never change. Thinking of this, the blond boy quickly calmed down, and waved to the attendants beside him.
If the ability is not tested, the boy will be dismissed by the academy soon, and he has to help the boy arrange his way out.
The attendant hadn't squeezed to the vice-principal's side when the principal suddenly appeared. He walked up to the young man with a calm expression and no sign of discouragement, bent slightly and gave a half salute, with a respectful attitude.
The noisy and mocking crowd suddenly fell silent. The principal of Longteng Academy, the only Dharma Sage with fire and wood dual systems in the Eastern and Western Continents, a transcendent existence that even the head of the Federation would stand at attention and salute when he saw him, but at this moment, he saluted a half-grown boy? Are they hallucinating
However, the illusion continues. The boy was not overwhelmed by flattery, he just stood upright like that, accepted the principal's respect, and then slightly extended his hand to help the principal, his natural and noble posture far surpassed all the royal families.
The two exchanged a few words in a low voice, the principal stretched out his hand and made an invitation gesture, and the boy followed behind him and boarded a hover car that had been waiting at the edge of the playground.
The car drove away, and the interrupted test resumed normally. Naturally, where the boy went just now became the latest and hottest topic among everyone.
Staring at the black spot that disappeared into the sky, the blond boy suddenly lowered his head and laughed, his laughter was full of self-deprecation. It turned out that the difference between him and the boy was so far, far beyond his imagination!
"Your Highness, what's the matter with you?" The sharp young man's tone was slightly joyful, "Don't be sad, you're just a pariah, and you're not worthy to stand by your side, it's fine to leave."
"Be careful what you say in the future. Don't always be a pariah. Even if you are a direct descendant of the second family of Huaguo, if you offend him, your family will not be able to protect you. Even my country cannot compete with it. Contest." The blond boy warned coldly.
"Your Highness, what are you joking about?" The sharp young man waved his hands indifferently.
"Didn't you see the totem printed on the door of that car just now? It's a character 'Gong' in seal script. Yuze's surname is Gong. Even the headmaster had to hold a half-respect when he saw him. What does it mean that I don't need to teach you?" You?" The young man stared at the other party, and spoke slowly.
The face of the sharp boy turned pale little by little, and the people around him also showed expressions of shock and indescribability, and they stammered and asked, "Hey, the Black Blood Family? That legendary hidden family?"
"That's right, the Black Blood Family. Therefore, you'd better be humble when you mention him in the future. Even if you don't have any power now, Yuze will become the strongest person standing at the top of the world in the future." The blond boy sighed , leaving the crowd alone. He needed a quiet corner to calm down his violently churning mood.
The existence of the Black Blood Family, the seven major families that control the world's political and business circles, has no choice but to fear it.
The people of the Black Blood family are not afraid of radiation, nor are they afraid of the poison of mutated plants and beasts. They can walk freely in the wilderness and jungle without isolation suits, they are unscrupulous, they are free and easy, they are the darlings of heaven. However, the reputation of the Black Blood Family is not only derived from the unparalleled advantages of their blood, but also from their illustrious ancestors.
Gong Lixin, the God of War who is respected as the savior of the world, is the first patriarch of this family. Besides, the first Dharma saints of all other departments come from this family, Song Haoran, Lin Wenbo, He Jin, Dou Heng... Picking out any one of these names is enough to shock the entire continent. There are so many strong men who are infinitely close to gods following Gong Lixin, and they have no complaints or regrets for him throughout their lives. Gong Lixin's personal charm can even overwhelm the heartless and ruthless dark race. Even after thousands of years of precipitation, his great achievements are enough for people to look up to.
The glory of their conclusion has made the Black Blood Family famous until now, and no one has surpassed it; the era they lived in was a difficult era, but it was also a glorious era. Without the struggle of the Black Blood Family, the Eastern Continent would not be where it is today, and Hua Guo would not become the head of the Eastern Continent Federation.
This family is full of mystery, but what attracts the most attention is the way they teach their children and grandchildren. As we all know, the Black Blood family is the only noble family that can give birth to ordinary people. However, the more undetectable the descendants of the attributes of strength, the more they paid attention to them, and they almost devoted all their strength to teaching them. But the results are often worthy of their family glory. They can always teach the most mediocre descendants to be the top powerhouses, which is also something that the seven major families can't match.
If Gong Yuze came from another family, he was doomed to be ruined in his life, but he happened to come from an unusual black blood family, then his future would be limitless!
Realizing this, the arrogance on the sharp boy's face disappeared. Born like that, he felt powerless even to envy and jealousy.
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At the same time, the cat pupil boy who was brought back to the family was receiving a book of exercises from the patriarch. The entire exercise is written with a brush, and the handwriting is flamboyant and powerful. When you open the title page, the four big characters of Nimai Shengong come into your eyes impressively, with a forceful aura.
The boy's hands trembled, and he asked excitedly, "Father, is this the skill that Lord God of War cultivates?"
"That's right, sit down cross-legged and recite the mental method on the first page to run the dantian, and try to see if there is any response. If there is a response, you will become the direct disciple of Lord God of War and shoulder the fate of the entire family. There are several other exercises left by the adults, you only need to study hard, and you will become a strong person in the future." The dignified middle-aged man said seriously.
The son did not measure the attributes. To be honest, not only was he not disappointed, but he was very happy. The longer his son grew, the more he looked like Lord God of War. He always had a premonition that Lord God of War had waited for more than two hundred years, and the heir to whom he would never forget before his death was very likely to be his son.
The young man immediately sat down cross-legged and meditated on his dantian. After half an hour, he opened his eyes and said to the middle-aged man with earnest eyes, "Father, I feel very hot and comfortable in my lower abdomen. You can let me practice alone again." for a while?"
"You continue." The voice of the middle-aged man suddenly became very hoarse, as if he was holding back something. He walked out of the practice room slowly, and paused when he passed a display shelf at the door of the room, attracted by the 11 huge transparent crystal nuclei on the shelf.
These are the 11 crystal nuclei of the Zombie King, which were scattered in the 11 most powerful free cities in the Eastern Continent four hundred years ago. After the successful development of the energy film for the city, 11 city masters sent back the crystal cores one after another to show their respect to Lord God of War and the Black Blood Family. These originally belonged to Lord God of War, and no one is entitled to own them. Today, the energy in the crystal nucleus has slowly dissipated, but they are 11 monuments, telling the glorious past of the ancestors.
"How is it?" Seeing the man walking out, the five white-haired old men rushed forward to ask.
The middle-aged man closed the door, took a deep breath and nodded heavily.
"Good! Good! Good!" The old man in charge said three good words in a row, his tone very excited. In this way, the glory of the Black Blood Family can continue for another thousand years, and they can finally go down to meet their famous ancestor with peace of mind.