Inside the building, a sturdy man with dark skin and wearing a black windbreaker who looked extremely powerful was firmly bound by steel, staring at the pale-skinned man in front of him with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Are you okay? Blade." The man with cold pale skin and no blood stood in front of the Blade Warrior surrounded by everyone.

"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 coming of the Blood God."

"Unfortunately, you refused, so now you can only crawl in front of me like a dog."

The man bent down and looked at Blade, who was now kneeling on the ground with a smile on his face.

"Dicken, do you think a mere handful of vampires can rule the world?"

Blade showed a scornful smile on his face: "The Blood God you mentioned, let's first compete with those mutants who are suppressed by humans."

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

"If humans can transform into vampires, then mutants can naturally do the same. However, the conflict of genes carries a high risk of death. I have already done experiments and transformed a mutant vampire myself."

Deacon looked at the change in Blade Warrior's expression and said with more pride: "After I transform into the Blood God, relying on the blood of the Supreme, mutants will only be part of the blood-sucking army, and humans will only be my food."

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

After Deacon finished speaking, he waved his hand lightly, and the men behind him dragged the Blade Warrior into the dungeon and imprisoned him.

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Strength: 1.7+0.2 Constitution: 1.8+0.2 Spirit: 1.7 In the early morning, the purple air on Bai Ye's face slowly disappeared, he finished his training and stood up.

Stretch your arms out straight and gently, and you will be able to feel the tremendous energy bursting out of your muscles and bones.

"The physical fitness has increased too quickly, which has led to an increase in the healing speed. Now it takes more time to corrode the skin, and it will be completely restored in just two hours."

Bai Ye thought to himself and looked towards the door. He could already hear footsteps outside.

With a creaking sound, Smith pushed open the door and walked in with an excited look on his face.

Last night, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep well when I thought about practicing martial arts today.

"Now you are here. The book in the corner is the "Purple Cloud Divine Art". After you learn it first, we can talk about the next plan." Bai Ye pointed to the secret book in the corner.

"Is this the martial arts that you practiced, Bai Ye?" Smith walked to the corner with anticipation and held up the notebook in front of him with both hands, only to find that the book that he thought was simple and unsophisticated actually had a ** brand notebook brand on the cover.

With a strange mood, Smith flipped through the contents.

The whole book is like a top student's notes. Not only does it record every key point densely in English, but it also has hand-drawn illustrations. Anyone with normal intelligence should be able to understand it.

"Don't just stand there, practice quickly. If you don't understand something, just ask me directly. Once you have developed internal strength, I will pass it on to you directly." Bai Ye urged.

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

Bai Ye continued to exercise, answering Smith's questions from time to time.

Soon, with a state of serious teaching and serious learning, by one o'clock in the afternoon, Smith was able to completely get started and officially began to practice internal strength.

Just when Smith was doubting the existence of internal force and wondering if Bai Ye was deceiving himself, a trace of internal force finally appeared and flowed through Smith's body.

"It's here, Bai, I feel the internal force 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 proved that internal force did exist. If he just meditated for two more hours, wouldn't it come out again? Looking at Smith's excitement, Bai Ye muttered with a strange expression, "It can really be cultivated."

Smith asked puzzledly: "Bai, what did you say?"

"It's nothing. The action you just took caused your internal strength to be disconnected. You should practice hard for another two hours." Bai Ye said.

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

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

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

After all, the worlds are 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 normally should not have internal energy meridians.

The differences in human bodies in different worlds have given rise to an infinite number of cultivation systems: mutant genes, chakra, inner strength, acupoints, domineering, microcosm, limiters, gene locks, God's forbidden zone, magnetic field rotation, and the master of tricks...

If every system can communicate with each other, just imagine how it would explode if so many systems were mixed together in the human body.

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

Think about it, if meridians really exist in the real world, they should have been discovered through dissection long ago. How could we have wait until now for Bai Ye to show off the Zixia magic skill?

Bai Ye could practice cultivation perhaps because of his identity as a member of the chat group and his own infinitely strong physique, but why could Smith practice cultivation? I couldn't figure it out...

With this confusion, Bai Ye turned around to look at Smith who was still laughing foolishly behind him, and kept it in his heart without further investigation.

This problem is not something he should consider with his current strength of 1.9.

Thinking is destined to not yield an answer, so Bai Ye doesn't dwell on this issue and instead calms down to train silently.

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

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

Anyway, he was going to sell it when the time came, and the upper limit of Zixia's magical power was very low, and the effect was slow, so it wouldn't pose a threat to him. As long as it wasn't spread on a large scale, there was nothing to hide.

"Uh... martial arts? The kind from the movies?"

"You can think of it that way. You can try to learn it when you have a rest. It won't do any harm to your body." Bai Ye said, gently putting down the iron lump in his hand and looking towards the door.

Behind the door, there was a person lurking, hiding there a minute ago, acting furtively.

(End of this chapter)