The qi and blood in his body were like fire, Zhao Shanhe showed a painful look on his face, in this short moment, it was as if the meridians had a kind of pain that went straight to the soul!

This is definitely not a sign of promotion to a martial artist.

The only explanation is that this is a change in the Ten Realms!

For the Ten Realms, there has never been a detailed description in any book, but there has always been a legend of the Ten Realms, so for Zhao Shanhe at present, he can only go to the end with his eyes closed.

He wants to become the Ten Realms!

No one can reach the realm, he can, because his name is Zhao Shanhe!

With this belief, Zhao Shanhe gritted his teeth and endured this pain, the meek and peaceful qi and blood in his body were like flames at this moment, causing serious damage to his meridians.

But it is also accompanied by other changes, and the role of the Yijin Jing is that it is vividly reflected at this time, and the self-recovery ability of his meridians is too strong.

After about half an hour, Zhao Shanhe was soaked with sweat, his face was a little pale, and the tingling sensation in his body gradually subsided...

"It really hurts..."

Zhao Shanhe grinned, if it weren't for the Yi Jin Sutra, which is a mental method of refining the body, it is estimated that he would not be able to hold it this time...

"It seems that there is a lot of deficit in qi and blood... It's just the feeling that the meridians give me, how... Feeling different? Zhao Shanhe muttered, and subconsciously took out a blood tonic pill to replenish his qi and blood.

As the Blood Replenishing Pill entered the body, it turned into a warm current, and with the operation of the Yi Jin Sutra, it continued to swim away from the limbs and hundreds of remains, but at the same time, something happened that made Zhao Shanhe's complexion change drastically.

"Holy... Again!? ”

Zhao Shanhe didn't think much about it, he quickly closed his eyes, straightened his sitting posture, and began to guide the Yijin Sutra again, because the meridians in his body once again came from the deep pain that touched the soul.

Zhao Shanhe clenched his teeth, he didn't call once in the whole process, and he resisted again half an hour later!

"I'm convinced... What the hell is going to make a fuss!? Zhao Shanhe sat slumped on the ground, falling into a feeling that his bones were falling apart when he turned over.

"This is refining my meridians?" Zhao Shanhe did not forget to observe the changes in his body, and soon made a new discovery, although his meridians have been hit hard by the inexplicable boiling qi and blood, but after he survived twice, the meridians have already undergone new changes again...

If the effect of the Yijin Sutra is reflected in the expansion of the meridians and the refining of the body, from a trickle to a stream... Then these two pains are equivalent to a stream expanding into a river!

This intuitive change surprised Zhao Shanhe, because in this way, it means that he will have stronger and purer blood than others in the future...

Whether it is the quality or quantity of blood qi, he is far superior to martial artists of the same level!

"Could it be that to enter the Ten Realms, you have to temper it nine times like this?" A bold nod crossed his mind, and if that was the case, it was no wonder that no one had been able to step into the Ten Realms.

It's too... He's in trouble!

Three thousand blood qi points, if this is allowed by ordinary people to cultivate, even a genius from a martial arts family like Ye Xiuyue can't stand it, this is no longer a simple accumulation of resources, but also a realm that ordinary people can reach after nearly ten years of penance.

Because once you step into the ancient martial arts, you are no longer simply measured by blood.

The second is that after each quenching, the qi and blood in the body are almost completely empty, which is a very dangerous situation for any ancient martial artist.

If you want to restore the qi and blood in the body, you must either recuperate or rely on medicinal materials, such as blood tonifying pills...

But the blood tonic pill is something that ordinary people really can't afford to use, especially in a state similar to Zhao Shanhe, a blood tonic pill is not enough for him to recover to the peak.

"Lao Tzu fights, isn't it a blood tonic pill!"

Zhao Shanhe's face also showed a fierce color, who is afraid of whom, as long as he can let himself enter the Ten Realms, this thing is nothing!

I have a blood tonic pill on my body, after all, I have a lot of pit from Ye Xiuyue, and it is not good... I also have a blood coagulation pill!

This thing is not comparable to the Blood Replenishing Pill, so he doesn't believe it, he can't survive with so many resources!

After quickly taking two blood replenishing pills in one go, the deficit of qi and blood in Zhao Shanhe's body recovered, but with it, the third quenching appeared again...

Zhao Shanhe began his journey to the Ten Realms in this way painfully and happily, and if this process was known to others, I am afraid that he would be distressed by Zhao Shanhe's defeat.

When Zhao Shanhe began to be "happy", time passed slowly, and until the next morning, Zhao Shanhe was not over!

"That kid shouldn't have an accident..."Luo Ziqiu and the old principal looked at the cultivation room on the top floor of the teaching building, this night has passed, and Zhao Shanhe has not come out yet!

"Probably not, this kid is shrewd and knows what to do and what not to do." The old headmaster shook his head, signaling not to worry.

At this time, a teacher walked over quickly, looking a little flustered.

"Headmaster, something is wrong."

"What's going on? Early in the morning..."Luo Ziqiu turned his face away, looking unhappy.

"At the school gate... A group of students from No. 2 Middle School came and said... Said to learn. "The teacher was a little nervous, and he couldn't speak well.

"Second middle? They came to us to talk to us? Luo Ziqiu said a little funny: "Haven't they been scared by Zhao Shanhe?" ”

"No... It's not a junior in high school, it's a sophomore in high school and a freshman in high school, and they say they want to learn from their peers. ”

Luo Ziqiu and the old principal's faces instantly became exciting, and it took a few seconds to come back to their senses.

"Li Zong, this bastard, I'm ......" Luo Ziqiu couldn't help but burst into foul language, why the hell is he here to make trouble, right?

Send the first and second year of high school to compete?

He's here for revenge, isn't it?

One of his senior high school students was killed by Zhao Shanhe, and a large number of them were scrapped, which directly ruined the hope of all martial arts candidates in this year's senior high school.

They knew that they couldn't beat Zhao Shanhe, but they couldn't swallow this breath, so they simply retaliated with a tooth for a tooth, isn't there a Zhao Shanhe in your third year of high school?

It's okay, what about the first year of high school? What about the sophomore year of high school? The second middle school doesn't believe it, and the first middle school can find the second Zhao Shanhe!

So, there is this scene.

"They did it on purpose, they must have done an investigation before they came, and they knew that the first and second years of high school were not strong enough to come over, in order to win back this breath." The old headmaster said in a deep voice.

"Damn... Zhao Shanhe scrapped the third year of high school, and this dog thief wanted to scrap the two of us. That's so damn ruthless, isn't it? Luo Ziqiu gritted his teeth, which understood that the second middle school deliberately came to disgust the first middle school.

But he can't help it, even if he is a martial arts master, the other party is prepared, can Yizhong still say no?

Once refused, the prestige that Zhao Shanhe had played before would fall to a low point in an instant, and he Luo Ziqiu couldn't afford to lose this person!!

"Listen to me in the first and second years of high school, gather at the door!"

Luo Ziqiu roared angrily, and the voice spread throughout the entire No. 1 Middle School, isn't it just a fight? Who's afraid of whom!