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Chapter 44 Xia Ming's Martial Arts

This is an obvious truth.

Although the blood channel seems abstract, Xia Lin simply compared it to a water transport pipeline. Isn’t the expansion of the pipeline bigger the diameter and more water flowing to fill the pipeline?

This is also the reason why Xia Lin did not expect much hope. After all, now a Yuan Lingcao that focuses on the active bloodline can only provide him with three percent, but unexpectedly, he was still a little surprised.

"good."

"These mysterious treasures are not all ungradeable. There should be many of them belong to low-level mysterious treasures. It seems that everyone has gained a lot in this robbery."

After a little analysis, Xia Lin showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, and murmured with excitement, "Broken!"

With Xia Lin shouting, the bloodline that had just broken through to 98% of the level actually expanded again.

Ninety-nine percent!

The bloodline channel expanded, and the bloodline activation degree increased greatly, 99% of which was only one step away from fully activating the bloodline of the ancient barbarians!

After the bloodline expanded, the blood qi plundered the Xuanbao fragment again. After absorbing all the power, it made another impact. Unfortunately, this time, because of the lack of successors, it did not break through the barrier.

At this point, all the fragments of the mysterious treasure have completely turned into scrap copper and iron.

Xia Lin opened his eyes and felt the power in his body in surprise.

As the bloodline's activation increases, the power of the bloodline is released again. Although it becomes more and more difficult to get to the future, the same goes for each progress, the power released becomes stronger and stronger.

"boom!"

Xia Lin tried to punch out without a trace of trembling. The thick and full force made the air slightly shake.

After comparing it with the previous one, Xia Lin had a result in his heart.

"Only three percent improved, but the strength doubled!"

"Sure enough, has the advantages of the ancient barbarians finally gradually revealed?"

"Ninety-nine percent is already so powerful. If the last one percent is completed, the bloodline of the ancient barbarians will be completely activated? I am really looking forward to it."

An expectation appeared on his face. Xia Lin ended his practice and threw the ragged iron that had been absorbed aside, then walked out.

When I opened the door, it was very quiet inside the manor.

Since the last time Xia Cheng was directly crippled, all the disciples of Heifeng Village have basically fallen into crazy practice.

Unlike in the past, this time, they knew very clearly that although they had a lot of resources in the last few times, especially Xia Cheng, which was almost several times that of others, these resources were not theirs, but were copied!

Although the eldest young master relaxed their authority for them, who knew that once they went back, these things must be handed over and they are absolutely not allowed to hide their own personalities.

So, in the last few days, you can consume as much as you can.

In the past, when there was not necessarily a single spiritual herb in a year, this kind of uncontrollable use of spiritual herbs to practice is simply something that only happens in dreams. So there is no time to play. The opportunity once in a century is the kingly way! This is also the reason why Xia Lin found that the manor was empty after he came out.

After wandering around the manor and enjoying some surrounding scenery, Xia Lin unexpectedly met someone by a pond.

"kindness?"

Xia Lin looked at the figure in the distance with some surprise. A young man with a cold face was sitting on the stone by the pond, silently watching the fish swimming around in the pond, just sitting quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's Xia Ming... It's strange that he didn't go to practice, what are you doing here." Xia Lin looked at Xia Ming with a strange feeling, and suddenly his mind sternly, his eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Xia Ming's right hand. On his wrist, there was a purple-purple red and swollen place, which was permeated with a hint of blood-red color, which looked quite terrifying.

"What is that?"

Xia Lin's mind tightened and was about to say something, but at this moment, Xia Ming quickly put down his sleeve, picked up the giant bow, turned around and pointed it behind him: "Who!"

"It's me." Xia Lin walked out lightly. Seeing this, Xia Ming breathed a sigh of relief, put down his giant bow, and sat back on his original position.

Xia Lin also knew his temperament and asked directly: "What's going on with your wrist?"

Xia Ming smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's just that the barbarian bloodline has given me strength, but I can't grasp it at all. After every use, this phenomenon occurs and the body can't bear it at all."

"Did you use too much force?" Xia Lin thought.

"You may be disappointed. Maybe, in a short while, I will become a useless person." Xia Ming said lightly, as if he was not concerned, but Xia Lin still saw a trace of depression in his eyes.

Yes, no one can accept it from a martial arts powerhouse to a useless person. What's more, Xia Ming's talent is very good, at least there is absolutely no problem in impacting the cyclone realm. As for the disappointment he mentioned, it must be that Xia Lin intends to recruit him as the number one thug under his command. When Xia Ming can't practice martial arts, isn't Sun Zhong the only one left by Xia Lin?

Xia Lin smiled and said, "Touch out your hand and I'll take a look."

Xia Ming stretched out his right hand and pulled his sleeve to his wrist. The blue-purple place was exposed again. As for the blood-red color, Xia Lin finally saw it clearly at this time, thinking that some places had cracked and blood was slowly flowing out.

"hiss--"

Xia Lin took a look and took a breath of air conditioning. How did this guy endure it?

What's even more terrifying is that Xia Ming has always been as if nothing had happened. Under such injuries, he still uses the giant bow that requires a lot of strength to open?

This is no longer cruel, but cruel. This guy is so cruel to himself.

"Let go." Xia Lin said lightly. No matter how surprised he was, he would not reveal too much. As a doctor, calming down is his first element when encountering anything.

"Do you like bows very much?" Xia Lin asked, looking at the giant bow beside him.

"kindness."

Xia Ming nodded, "It's my life. When I was a child, my father used a bow and arrow to kill his reputation. Although the bow is not as good as a sword, I will never give up."

It turned out to be a factor of his father. Xia Lin nodded secretly. As for the words "Bow is not as good as the sword"... he did not express any opinions.

Every weapon has its own uniqueness and its own advantages and disadvantages. In many aspects, bows are not as good as swords, but in many places, swords cannot catch up with bows even if they slapped the horse.

"Are the warriors who are mainly bows?" Xia Lin repeated for a while, and then said: "But you should know that as the warriors become stronger and stronger, the effects of the bow will become smaller and smaller as the cyclone realm, the sea realm, and even the Guiyuan realm. After all, most warriors are mainly swords and swords. If you walk on the bow path, you even need to create your own martial arts. How far can you go on this path?"

Xia Ming was silent.

That's true. If he was allowed to go, how far could he go? Although he was very confident in his talent, he created his own martial arts? He didn't have the ability yet, at least not now, let alone after he created his own martial arts? Is the martial arts he created really stronger than the sword technique and sword technique that has been tempered over thousands of years?

He had thought about these questions, but there was no result.

After a long time, Xia Ming shook his head, "Thinking about these is useless. Anyway, I can't have that much time."

“…”

In one sentence, the sadness in my heart is revealed.

"Maybe I can take a look and stretch out my left hand." Xia Lin frowned and said to Xia Ming.

Xia Ming was stunned and didn't quite understand what Xia Lin was going to do. Could Xia Lin still be able to cure his problem? However, with a glimmer of hope, he still stretched out his left hand.

Xia Lin gently placed two fingers on his wrist, and two blood qi rushed into Xia Ming's body instantly. After wandering for a while, what made him speechless was that these blood qi were so unwilling to give up. Before leaving, they actually pulled away a large area of ​​the mysterious energy in Xia Ming's body.

He shook his head helplessly, and the blood and energy were shaken away by Xia Lin. Just kidding, he was just here to investigate. If Xia Ming found out that he was plundering his mysterious energy, the problem would probably be huge.

And at this time he had already achieved results and found the real reason for the problem with Xia Ming's wrist.

After letting go of his finger, Xia Lin pondered for a moment and said lightly: "I think there is still a way to solve it."

"What?!"

Xia Ming was suddenly shocked and raised his head. Xia Lin shook his head slightly just now. He thought he had no chance at all. Unexpectedly, Xia Lin actually said that there was a way, is it really possible? Xia Ming was a little excited, but years of calm had already made him calm and he quickly stabilized.

“Is it really treatable?”

"Well." Xia Lin nodded, because this was not a problem of excessive force, causing damage to the meridians, but... a problem of blood vessel concentration!

Almost when he discovered Xia Ming's injury, Xia Lin felt a little strange because it was somewhat similar to his before, but it was not as serious as him. With the investigation just now, he had already concluded that after the blood qi wandered in Xia Ming's body, he also judged the blood concentration in Xia Ming's body.

Eight points!

If the blood concentration of the ancient barbarians in Xia Lin's body was 10% or 10%, then the blood concentration of Xia Ming's body was as high as eight points, which was only one line away from him. It was this line of separation that made Xia Ming not completely blocked. He was unable to practice like Xia Lin, but he could not show the absolute power of the barbarians and was stuck at a level that was neither up nor down.

It was also the gap between these two points that made the inheritance of the ancient barbarians eventually fall on Xia Lin.

There is only one family, no semicolon.
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