I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

"You all stay put, I'll go check it out."

……

On the steel-covered land, a scene of utter devastation unfolded.

Everywhere were holes created by fragments of the Heavenly Cone flying everywhere, looking rather dense. Puffs of white mist and steam were emanating from the holes, which was the frictional heat generated by the violent collisions.

Xue Jing landed gently on the ground, looking at his right hand with some disbelief.

"Teacher Xue!"

Because the Heavenly Cone was destroyed and the binding magnetic field dissipated, Fu Jiali opened her eyes and burst into tears of joy, rushing towards Xue Jing.

Although she ultimately escaped danger, the feeling of impending death still put immense pressure on her mind.

Thankfully, Teacher Xue was there...

Fu Jiali's eyes were brimming with tears, and she instinctively hugged Xue Jing, like a child who had fallen to the ground and was getting up to cry to their parents.

At this moment, in her eyes, the sense of security that Xue Jing brought was undoubtedly as great as the omnipotent parents in the eyes of a child.

only……

"Ah, so hot!"

As soon as she got within a meter of Xue Jing, and her palm touched the burning blood energy emanating from his body, Fu Jiali cried out in pain and squatted down, blowing on her swollen fingers.

“Teacher Xue…” Fu Jiali’s little face was full of grievance.

Only then did she notice Xue Jing's unusual behavior. His entire body resembled the tall man with "strong spiritual pressure" that He Han had described, both radiating a faint red aura.

She could also faintly smell a bloody yet strangely alluring fragrance.

Xue Jing turned to look at her and smiled, "Carrie, you catch up with everyone first. I have some things to take care of, but I'll follow later."

Fu Jiali looked disappointed: "Oh... okay, Teacher Xue, I'll listen to you."

Although she had a strong desire to stay by Xue Jing's side, she chose to prioritize obeying Xue Jing's orders.

Fu Jiali kept looking back as she headed towards the direction the main force was advancing, while Xue Jing glanced in one direction intentionally or unintentionally before remaining still.

He looked at his palm and extended one index finger.

On the fingertip, a tiny, invisible gap between cells suddenly began to expand, turning into a small hole visible to the naked eye.

Crimson blood, as clear as a gemstone, squeezed out from the hole.

At first it was just a drop, but then, like a spray gun, a large amount of blood gushed out from the hole in the fingertip.

Instead of scattering and splashing, all the blood remained suspended in mid-air without any support.

Xue Jing's eyes flashed: "Sure enough, in the 'Crimson' state, I can control my blood at will... not only within my body, but also like ascending to immortality, I can freely perform this superpower-level 'blood control'!"

With a thought, all his blood suddenly condensed together, forming a great sword that continuously emitted blood energy, appearing as if it were burning.

Reaching out and grasping the Bloodflame Sword in his hand, Xue Jing swung it fiercely!

A streak of burning crimson sword energy swept across the sky, carving a deep, sharp trench into the steel earth. It continued to slash forward, cutting through everything in its path with unimaginable sharpness.

Then, he pointed his sword at a three-meter-tall metal flower. The blood-covered blade writhed, suddenly multiplied and grew, extending out and piercing through the metal flower with a crack.

"Proliferation, hardening, gathering and dispersing at will..."

Xue Jing became increasingly surprised as he played.

This is a top-tier blood control superpower with a level of plasticity that is in no way inferior to Shadowflame!

"This move is called Crimson Sword."

Xue Jing dispersed the blood-stained greatsword in his hand, then extended a finger, pointing it into the distance.

Spiral-shaped blood condensed and compressed at his fingertips, and then... burst out!

call out--

A spiral-shaped hole was pierced through a large metal tree.

"This move is called - Spiral Crimson Bullet."

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Chapter 339 Interesting Li Suisui, stop pretending, I'm here to take you down (4K)

Excellent skill; it makes my fingers spin.

Seeing the effect of the 'Spiral Crimson Bullet', Xue Jing nodded in satisfaction.

Blood is the source of human energy and a crucial element in martial arts, responsible for mobilizing parts of the body that are not covered by the body's neural network.

And it itself is also part of the powerful.

Skilled martial artists cultivate their blood through various blood-cleansing techniques, constantly strengthening it to the point that when it flows within their bodies, a volume less than a basin can generate the force of a surging river.

After entering the 'True Crimson' state, Xue Jing gained the ability to freely control his own blood without any medium.

And at this moment, his blood, enhanced by the sacrifice of numerous divine skills, is incredibly powerful.

Without needing to use breathing techniques to drive blood oxygen, it's like controlling your game character directly with your brain instead of using a keyboard and mouse. With one less layer of vague barriers, the degree of freedom and potential are increased immeasurably.

In this way, his blood can fully unleash its true potential, possessing terrifying power comparable to piercing through gold and iron simply through its own spiral ejection.

Xue Jing thought for a moment and then took a deep breath.

The next moment, the burning blood energy surging from his entire body gradually subsided, was restrained, and returned to his body.

Apart from his still bright red hair and bloodshot pupils, he looked just like his usual self.

At this moment, if others approach him, they will not feel anything unusual, but if they touch his skin, they will be burned by the high temperature immediately.

Xue Jing completely confined his extremely hot blood within his body, so that even if someone got within a centimeter, they wouldn't feel any change in temperature unless they made direct contact.

"The duration of [Crimson] seems to have no limit."

Xue Jing carefully sensed it.

He could sense that he could maintain this state indefinitely if he wanted to.

This skill doesn't put any physical burden on him, because it's not a burst of power that allows him to unleash his physical potential. Instead, it involves sacrificing numerous divine skills to gain the blessing of the Crimson Lord's power.

Essentially, it's like putting him in a rather peculiar piece of equipment that he can wear for as long as he wants and take off whenever he wants.

"This is so convenient... No wonder it's made by Aban."

Xue Jing nodded in satisfaction.

He stretched out his finger and pointed it at the metallic ground. Blood gushed out, transforming into sharp wire blades that swiftly sliced ​​through the ground like cutting tofu, carving out a rectangular chair shape.

Using blood, Xue Jing lifted the metal chair and placed it on the ground. He sat down, leisurely looking in one direction, as if waiting for something.

A short while later, the sound of something cutting through the air could be heard in the distance.

A shadow was leaping across the ground, approaching Xue Jing's location. After a certain distance, the shadow seemed to notice something and instantly disappeared from the spot.

Xue Jing sat upright in his chair, his hands clasped on his thighs, and slowly looked up at what lay before him.

In an instant, as if the scene had been frozen in time, a figure suddenly appeared there.

It wasn't until about 0.5 seconds after he appeared that the sharp whistling sound reached Xue Jing's ears.

It was a rather short figure, less than 1.6 meters tall, almost the same height as Xue Jing who was sitting. Their eyes met at the same level.

Li Suisui did not rush to look at Xue Jing, but instead observed her surroundings.

He saw a scene of devastation, the ground riddled with holes, a long trench carved out by some sharp object in the distance, and a large metal tree with a spiral hole pierced through it...

In his field of vision, there was a transparent figure with no specific features, launching various attacks from different angles in an attempt to match how these marks were created.

In just a few seconds, he had deduced the entire process with near accuracy.

If Xue Jing could see the process that Li Suisui deduced, he would be slightly surprised, as they were basically consistent. Apart from the fact that Li Suisui imagined the traces he created with his blood control ability to be achieved in another way, even the scene where he shattered the Heavenly Cone with one punch was deduced by Li Suisui.

"Xue Jing... Although I have tried my best to remind myself to be careful and to overestimate your strength, I still underestimated you completely."

Li Suisui looked across at the person opposite her, her gaze meeting those blood-stained, somewhat eerie eyes.

"You've become so powerful, it's completely different from what I've seen in the information... If we approached you without knowing anything, we would definitely suffer a great loss."

“What I saw was not fake information, and you did not appear to be this powerful in any of the video recordings. I do not believe that you are the kind of person who would hide your abilities to this extent. The only explanation is that you have grown tremendously in this very short period of time.”

"Now I believe it. You probably really did go from an ordinary person to where you are today in less than five months."

Li Suisui spoke calmly.

Xue Jing looked at him with some surprise and smiled:

"You and I are very different from everyone I've ever met."

Li Suisui nodded and said:

"Because I can understand you."

“We are what the world calls geniuses. Some things that we can do by default are deduced by ordinary people based on so-called ‘common sense’ and based on their own standards, they think that these are things that they absolutely cannot do, and therefore arbitrarily call them ‘impossible’.”

“But I understand you… I also got to where I am today amidst many voices of ‘impossible’; we are the same kind.”

Xue Jing nodded: "I see."

"So, what do you want from me?"

Li Suisui said, "You should know... but let's not rush, we can talk first."

He pointed to the ground, and without any preparatory movement, an invisible force suddenly surged from his fingertip, cutting back and forth across the metallic ground.

A rectangular metal chair similar to Xue Jing's was cut out.

Li Suisui sat down.

Perhaps for some ulterior motive, his metal chair was much taller than Xue Jing's, so that when he sat down, he could look Xue Jing in the eye at the same level... at the cost of his feet not being able to touch the ground.

Despite his mature demeanor, he still retained a childlike quality in some ways, which made Xue Jing smile slightly.

"The basic style you practice is the Hidden Dragon Style, which is derived from the 'True Form Lineage' in ancient martial arts, right?"

Li Suisui began to speak in a philosophical manner.

"Hmm? What is the True Form lineage?" Xue Jing asked, puzzled.