Chapter 35 People’s physiques are not the same

Late at night, in Manhattan, an ancient building made entirely of stones stands here.

Inside this building, a strong man with shiny black skin and a very powerful look wearing a black windbreaker was firmly restrained by steel, looking at the pale-skinned man in front of him with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Are you okay? Blade." The man with cold white skin and bloodless skin stood in front of the Blade warrior surrounded by everyone around him.

"I invited you before. As long as you join us and contribute two liters of blood in your body, the entire vampire race will become great again because of the arrival of the Blood God."

"It's a pity that you refused, so now you can only crawl in front of me like a dog."

The man bent down and looked at Blade's kneeling position with a smile on his face.

"Dickon, do you think a mere vampire can rule this world?"

A contemptuous smile appeared on Blade's face: "The Blood God in your mouth should first distinguish himself from the mutants who have been suppressed by humans."

"Mutant? Hahaha!" Dickon laughed out loud at this moment: "Do you think I am the same as those pure-blooded antiques?"

"Humans can be transformed into vampires, and mutants can naturally do the same. However, genetic conflict carries a great risk of death. I have done experiments a long time ago and personally transformed a mutant vampire."

Dickon watched the change in Blade Warrior's face and said even more proudly: "After I transform into a blood god, relying on the blood of the Supreme, mutants will only be a member of the blood-sucking army, and humans will just be my food."

"Enjoy your last moments. When the full moon comes, we will use the blood of the Sunwalker as a sacrifice to officially welcome the arrival of the Blood God."

After Dickon finished speaking, he waved his hand gently, and the men behind him stepped forward and dragged the Blade Warrior into the dungeon and imprisoned him.

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Strength: 1.7+0.2

Physique: 1.8+0.2

Spirit: 1.7

In the early morning, the purple energy on Bai Ye's face slowly gathered and he stood up.

Straighten your hands and stretch slightly, and you can feel the great vitality bursting out of the muscles and bones of the body.

'The body's physique has been improved too fast, which has caused the healing speed to increase. Now it not only takes more time to corrode the skin, but it only takes two hours to completely recover. ’

Bai Ye thought to himself and looked at the door. He had already heard the footsteps outside the door.

With a creak, Smith opened the door and walked in with excitement.

Last night, when I thought about how I could practice martial arts today, I was so excited that I didn't sleep well all night.

"Here you are, the book in the corner is "Zixia Magic". After you learn it first, we can talk about the next plan." Bai Ye pointed to the secret book placed in the corner.

"Is this the martial arts you practice in Baiye?" Smith walked to the corner with anticipation, holding up the notebook in front of him with both hands, only to find that the book he thought was quaint actually had a ** notebook brand on the cover.

In a strange mood, Smith flipped through the contents.

The entire book is like a student's notebook. Not only is every key point densely recorded in English, but it also has hand-drawn illustrations, which should be understandable by humans with normal intelligence.

"Don't be stunned. Practice quickly. If you don't know anything, just ask me directly. When you have developed the internal strength in your body, I will directly teach you the skills." Bai Ye urged.

Smith walked aside and looked through the secret book given by Bai Ye, and began to understand the concepts of internal force, Dantian and meridians, and felt that it was unscientific.

Bai Ye continued to exercise and answered some of Smith's questions from time to time.

Soon, in a state of serious teaching and serious study, it was not until 1 o'clock in the afternoon that Smith was completely introduced and officially began to cultivate internal strength.

Then ten minutes...twenty minutes...an hour...two hours...

Just when Smith was doubting whether there was any internal power, or whether Bai Ye was deceiving himself, a trace of internal power finally flowed through Smith's body.

"It's here, Bai. I feel the internal energy mentioned in the book." Smith shouted excitedly, and then the weak internal energy in his body disappeared directly with the movement of his body.

But Smith was not discouraged. After all, this confirmed that such a thing as internal strength did exist. As long as he meditated for more than two hours, wouldn't he be able to come out again?

Looking at Smith's excited look, Bai Ye muttered with a strange expression: "You can really practice it."

Smith asked in confusion: "Bai, what did you say?"

"It's nothing. Your actions just now caused your internal strength to disconnect. You can practice hard for another two hours." Bai Ye said.

"No problem." Smith said passionately. The most important thing about this is the process from zero to one.

After Smith sat cross-legged again, Bai Ye shook his head slightly in confusion.

In fact, he had some doubts about whether Smith could cultivate his internal strength.

After all, the world is different, and the physiques are naturally different. People in Jin Yong’s martial arts world definitely do not have mutant genes, and people in Marvel should not have internal energy meridians.

The diversity of human bodies in different worlds has led to the emergence of infinite cultivation systems: mutant genes, chakra, internal power, acupoints, domineering, small universe, limiter, gene lock, God's restricted area, magnetic field rotation, trickster...

If every system can communicate with each other, imagine that so many systems cannot explode directly in the human body.

The cultivation methods in each world are different and even completely contradictory. How can they all be compatible?

Think about it, if there are meridians in the real world, they should have been discovered by anatomy long ago. How could Bai Ye come out with the Zixia magic power to show off now.

Bai Ye's ability to practice may be due to his status as a member of the chat group and his infinitely stronger physique, but why can Smith be able to practice? I can’t figure it out…

With this confusion, Bai Ye looked back at Smith, who was still having fun behind him, and kept it silently in his heart, not delving further into it.

This issue is not something he should consider now that his strength is 1.9.

Thinking is bound to lead to no answer, so Bai Ye doesn't dwell on this issue and calms down to practice silently.

Not long after school in the afternoon, Peter also came to the gym after school. He saw Smith sitting cross-legged in the corner and practicing seriously and asked with some confusion: "Bai, who is this?"

"He is my fitness coach. He is practicing martial arts now. Do you want to practice?" Bai Ye asked.

Anyway, I will prepare to sell it when the time comes, and the upper limit of Zixia Magic Skill is very low, it will take effect slowly, and it will not threaten him. As long as it does not spread on a large scale, there is nothing to hide.

"Uh... martial arts? The kind in movies?"

"It can be said that if you can learn to read it when you rest, it will not be harmful to your body." Bai Ye said, gently putting down the iron lump in his hand and looking towards the door.

Behind the door, there is a person lurking secretly. He was hiding there a minute ago, sneaking around.