Chapter 278 Identifying Bloodline

“It’s quite an eye-opener for me!”

Of all things in the world, the most difficult thing to predict is the human heart.

Can you guess the purpose behind Yu Xiaogang's behavior?

What is the reason for saying such ridiculous things under such circumstances?

"Well, Master!"

Xue Qinghe had a faint smile on his face.

Although not long ago, Sword Douluo's sword was only a few feet away from his neck, but the current situation was far from a life-threatening moment.

"Yu Xiaogang, because of his arrogance, helped himself."

In the center of the battlefield, Yu Xiaogang held his chest high, his expression firmly reflecting the brilliance of the sun:

"If my disciple is injured at all today, I will definitely kill Ning Rongrong and crush your Seven Treasures Glazed Sect regardless of the feelings between teachers and students."

Bone Douluo sneered.

"Are you really brazen enough to crush the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect? With your strength as a great soul master?"

He stepped forward slightly, and the bone dragon's arm merged with his right shoulder, arm and fingers, lifting Yu Xiaogang's delicate body high.

Swallowing his neck, he said in mid-air: "Or is it your father from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect?"

Compared to Tang San's ruthlessness and Tang Hao's domineeringness, Bone Douluo was much more tolerant towards Yu Xiaogang.

If it was Tang San or Tang Hao who said such words, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo would not be able to let him go, but Yu Xiaogang was different, he was a waste, and no one would let go of a clown's absurd words. In the heart.

"Bone Douluo, let go of Master!"

Tang San shouted anxiously.

He knew that he could not defeat Bone Douluo, so he focused on Han Tao not far away.

"Han Tao is just a talented soul king. As long as I catch Han Tao, I can naturally force Bone Douluo to submit obediently."

As his eyes drifted, he had a slightly crooked thought.

Twelve dragon beard needles are placed on the inside of the palm of the hand, and no trace is missed when turning the fingers.

The tight-backed flowered crossbow behind him is also ready to be displayed, and a rich purple glow rises from the pupils.

"What do you want to do?" Han Tao said leisurely.

Tang San ignored it.

Lao Yanfei split, killing two birds with one stone, bat wing reincarnation and other hidden weapon techniques appeared one after another. The crossbow with a tight back and a pattern on his back was activated simultaneously as the figure jumped over, leaping towards Han Tao in a pin-shaped structure.

At the same time, Tang San quickly approached Han Tao with graceful steps like a ghost.

"Ha!" Han Tao chuckled.

"They say that one learns from mistakes, but you just don't have a long memory."

The Purple Demon Eye is the natural enemy of the illusion, and the Illusion is the natural enemy of hidden weapons. Because Tang San's Purple Demon Eye did not break through the mustard seed, he could only be restrained at the moment.

Han Tao didn't even dodge.

Tang San's hidden weapons were all thrown into the air, and his whole body fell into a state of pale confusion.

"This is..." He turned around and looked around: "Damn, it's an illusion again."

Because it was an urgent move, Han Tao did not make any time preparations, otherwise these hidden weapons would definitely be directed towards Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang.

Tang San was very frustrated: "Yes."

"I tried so many times before and failed to kill him. How could it be possible this time in desperation?"

Xue Qinghe looked slightly moved and murmured in a low voice: "How did you do it?"

"Han Tao is obviously in this position, why can't he hit with hidden weapons? Is there any soul skill like dodge in this world?"

"Of course!" Han Tao replied.

Nether Possession can increase the dodge probability by 50%, which is quite incredible.

In fact, Han Tao doesn't quite understand how this dodge probability is expressed. After all, he has never studied it, and he has never been exposed to the reference case of the Nether Civet Cat.

"etc!"

Clear Sky Douluo suddenly put away the Clear Sky Hammer: "I don't think we need to continue fighting."

"Although Yu Xiaogang said that Xue Qinghe's martial spirit is a swan, you know the level of his theory."

"Why don't you let Han Tao test Xue Qinghe's martial spirit to see if it is the seraph I mentioned?"

Qian Renxue's heart tightened.

Sword Douluo's threat is actually nothing, but Han Tao doesn't know his identity. If he rashly exposes himself,

The "Plan to Steal the Country" failed, but it fell short of the mark!

"Um"

"You're right!"

Sword Douluo said calmly.

He did stand on the side of the Qibao Glazed Sect, but the hatred for killing his father was irreconcilable. If Xue Qinghe's martial spirit was really a seraph as Tang Hao said.

There is no concern about the sect or the consequences at all.

"Fine."

Han Tao glanced at the master in disgust.

Then he slowly walked forward, feeling entangled in his heart.

"To identify the authenticity of a soul master's martial soul, you can rely on several aspects, such as bloodline."

Han Tao's tone was calm: "When a soul master breaks through the soul emperor stage, he begins to gradually refine the soul master's bloodline under the influence of mental power and martial soul, building the soul master's heritage and inheritance for the next generation."

"Through the soul master's bloodline, you can easily identify the soul master's true martial soul."

Sword Douluo nodded, Han Tao's way of explaining was much more reliable than Yu Xiaogang's.

Yu Xiaogang jotted it down again and again, and in his mind, he had already thought of ways to plagiarize, such as expanding "Bloodline's Ten Core Competencies" into "Bloodline's Eleven Core Competencies".

"Your Highness, can I withdraw some of your blood?" Han Tao asked lightly.

Xue Qinghe did not refuse.

Draw a part of the blood, put it into a blood bag and hand it to Han Tao.

"Um"

Han Tao was about to say something more, but was interrupted again by Yu Xiaogang.

"I know!" shouted loudly.

Almost attracted the attention of everyone present.

Sword Douluo glanced at Bone Douluo with dissatisfaction: "Can you seal its mouth!"

"Don't! Sword Douluo, please believe me!"

"If you don't let me speak, you will regret it!"

Han Tao was a little curious, and didn't understand what the master wanted to do again?

"What do you want to say?" So he asked.

Although Yu Xiaogang looked anxious, once it came to theory, he would show an unparalleled arrogance:

"The Ten Core Competitiveness of Bloodline" once proposed that soul masters can absorb the blood of soul masters with the same martial soul, so as long as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince injects the blood of other princes, he can distinguish whether his martial soul is a real swan!"

The Great Soul Master's expression was particularly flamboyant, looking around, holding his head high: "In fact, I have known Han Tao's identification method for a long time, and it is not a skill at all."

"Then why don't you bring it up?" Bone Douluo asked lightly.

"Heh!" The master smiled contemptuously: "After all, I am a master of great reputation, so of course I have to give these young people a chance to perform."

While speaking, it showed the Haotian Sect's Medal of Honor: "See, this is the Haotian Sect's Medal of Honor!"

The corner of Bone Douluo's mouth twitched slightly.

"No!" Poison Douluo refuted the master.

"It is unreasonable to let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince inject the blood of other soul masters. This will pollute the noble bloodline of the descendants of Emperor Xue Ye."

"Well!" Han Tao also nodded.

He laughed easily: "Why not let other princes absorb the blood of the Crown Prince and see if they can be compatible"

"It's essentially the same!" Yu Xiaogang said immediately.

The master only knows one thing but not the other. Soul masters can indeed absorb the blood of the same martial soul, but at the same time, with the help of the healing soul master, they can also absorb the blood of the upper martial soul.

And the six-winged angel and the swan martial soul are so perfect.