Chapter 66: Contest for Quotas

  Those who cultivate their strength are extremely famous, and once they succeed, they can stand at the pinnacle of the strong. It's not accidental, nor is it just relying on the power of bloodlines. More importantly, it's the hardships that those who cultivate their strength must go through! These hardships are unbearable for ordinary people! If one doesn't have a firm will and conviction, success is impossible.

  This is also why those who cultivate their strength are either unknown or world-renowned.

  The foundation of cultivation lies in the heart!

  The depth of one's mind determines how far one can go!

  I'd like to ask, from ancient times to the present, which of those world-renowned individuals had an unsteady state of mind?

  Looking at the violently trembling muscles and pale complexion of Man Tian, Luo Lao let out a soft sigh, gazing forward, thinking to himself: "This is why I chose Man Tian but didn't choose you Wang Guo! Hopefully staying in Xiao Gu Zong can grind off your rough edges and temper your mind!"

  The dense and intricate blood vessels require a long time to carve, stained with one's own fresh blood, carved into the left hand, gradually, all this fresh blood merges into the bones!

  At this time, the skeleton of Man Tian's left hand was another scene. At the center of his eyebrows, the nucleus of the fruit burst into his left hand, until all the last bit of yuan force gathered in the skeleton of his left hand. At the same time, the "Xuanwu" blood pattern seemed to be carved on top of the yuan force! If Man Tian looked at it now, he would find that the yuan force in his left hand was flashing with dense "Xuanwu" blood patterns, and it could also be said that this pattern had merged into the bone marrow, exerting its power under the control of the yuan force.

  This kind of carving lasted for three whole days.

  When the blood in the small bowl was exhausted and the blood pattern was completely carved, Mo Tian's mind relaxed, and the severe pain hit his body, directly causing him to faint. Luo Lao disappeared for a moment and then returned, putting a dan medicine into Mo Tian's mouth, and sat down cross-legged, staring at the front and falling into deep thought.

  Under the medicinal power contained in the pill, Mo Tian's right hand quickly recovered, as if this pill had the effect of reviving the dead and regrowing flesh on bare bones.

  The next day.

  The Barbarian Heaven slowly woke up, but the pain that was etched in his bones at that moment made him have lingering fears. At this time, thinking back on it made his heart tremble with fear! The Barbarian Heaven looked at his left hand which had returned to normal, and the scene from the day before seemed as if it had never happened. However, he could feel the "Xuanwu" bloodline flashing within the bones of his left hand, and the Barbarian Heaven knew that he had initially engraved the bloodline into his bones.

  Activity left hand, nothing unusual, Man Tian breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Pan sitting beside him, staring blankly at the front of Luo Lao, Man Tian stood up and respectfully said: "Thank you, Luo Lao."

  Lao's gaze gradually converged, he turned his head to look at Man Tian, and smiled calmly: "Feel the power of this blood pattern. Pour your internal energy into your left hand and activate the blood pattern."

  As Old Luo said, Man Tian closed his eyes, poured the yuan force into the bones of his left hand, and stirred up the "Xuanwu" blood pattern with his heart!

  In an instant, the left hand of the barbarian shone brightly, while he felt as if his bones and muscles were being torn apart, intense pain struck again, the barbarian couldn't help but let out a muffled hum, his whole body trembling with sweat pouring down. His eyes stared fixedly at his left hand, his pupils rapidly shrinking to pinpoints, his face filled with shock.

  "Th...!" Luo Lao stared at Man Tian's left hand, unable to speak. Man Tian's left hand rapidly swelled up, his skin bursting open, and his massive left hand bones suddenly expanded in width and length, until it was about three feet wide and five feet long before stopping. In the end, it actually formed a turtle shell-like shield! The dense, intricate patterns covered the entire left hand, just like real turtle shells.

  "The subtlety of bloodlines is truly boundless!!" Old Luo murmured after a brief moment.

  He let out a series of cold gasps, his eyes fixed on the turtle shell that had formed from his left hand, and a smile was squeezed onto his pale face.

  "Let me see the defensive power of this shield!" Lao Lao couldn't help but get excited, and he quickly threw a punch at Mo Tian's hand shield.

  "Boom!" A massive explosion shook the air, echoing through the surrounding forest and startling many birds into flight. Mo Tian's body was knocked back dozens of feet before it finally came to a stop. He stared at his shield in shock, realizing that the "Xuanwu" bloodline had unleashed an astonishing power to block Luo Lao's attack. Although he had blocked it, the shockwave from the blow left Mo Tian reeling with pain throughout his body.

  "Not bad, under the Blood Oath, I'm afraid no one can break through your Bone Shield's defense!" Old Luo sighed. His eyes flickered with an unusual light.

  Unconsciously, Luo Lao's gaze wandered towards the endless sky in front of him.

  If so, I am also a craftsman, how good would that be?

  Barbarian Heaven had no idea what Luo Lao was thinking in his heart, but he was shocked by Luo Lao's words!

  Is there anyone under the Blood Oath who can break through Bone Shield's defense?

  He also guessed that the previous blow from Old Luo was probably the power of a 7th-grade Tempering Body at its peak! If so, would the power of the Bone Shield become even stronger as his Yuan force grew?

  Thinking of this, Man Tian is full of confidence in competing for the quota a few days later.

  "Go!" Old Luo gazed ahead, muttering to himself. He waved his hand again, sending Man Tian away from this place. Alone, with his hands behind his back, he looked up at the horizon and fell into deep contemplation.

  Back at the foot of Duanfeng Mountain, Man Tian sat down eagerly and began to explore the "Xuanwu" blood pattern in his left hand. As Luo Lao had said, the secrets of the blood patterns were endless, and Man Tian looked forward to the day when he would find other powerful blood patterns to engrave on his bones and possess even greater combat power.

  The entire disciple competition lasted for five days, and the final results were also announced. War Field obtained fourth place, but what shocked Man Tian even more was that Gu Tu actually entered fifth place!

  For Gu Tu, Man Tian didn't have much of a relationship with him and didn't know his background. Man Tian vaguely felt that Gu Tu was extraordinary, but this time, the seemingly ordinary Gu Tu unexpectedly entered the top five, enough to show off his mysteriousness and extraordinariness.

  This makes Bo Tian even more looking forward to the quota competition in a few days!

  In the following days, Wàn Tiān went all out in preparation, adjusting his state to its peak, waiting for the arrival of the quota competition.

  Five days later.

  The competition for the quota of disciples was still held in the square under the peak of power, but this time almost everyone in Xiaoguzong arrived at the square, because the high-level leaders of Xiaoguzong came one after another, making all the disciples of Xiaoguzong extremely excited.

  At this time, the three peaks of Xiaoguzong's Lì Fēng, Zhàn Fēng and Duàn Fēng gathered at the center of the square, they are the hope of Xiaoguzong, they are the elite of Xiaoguzong's long-standing prosperity! They represent the strongest power of Xiaoguzong's young generation.

  And they had one thought in their minds, to seize one of the ten places.

  At this time, countless eyes gathered on the stone steps at the front of the square, where the mysterious and extremely ancient sect master, the master of the three peaks, Li Feng, Zhan Feng, and Du Feng, were all seated in front of the stone steps!

  The barbarian held the token in his hand, his eyes scanning the stone steps ahead. He saw Luo Lao, who was sitting at the front with the hunchbacked old man and the simple old man he had seen before, chatting and laughing together! The barbarian also saw Li Fengfeng, the master of the Crazy Crack, a person as strong and unmatched as an eternal mountain range! He also saw the ordinary-looking man who was talking to Chi Long.

  Taking a deep breath, Mantian's gaze turned to the surroundings with a calm demeanor, his fellow senior disciple who was about to become his opponent! Moreover, Mantian felt the powerful energy contained within these disciples.

  This is absolutely a fierce battle!!

  However, Man Tian showed no fear, his gaze turned to the scarlet dragon standing proudly in the crowd ahead, with a cold glint in his eyes.

  Fierce and mighty roar: I want to slay the Red Dragon, give me a recommendation vote ~ Give me strength ~