It Hurts, Hurts, Hurts, Hurts!!!

A surge of pride and resentment, stemming from the Martial Maniac Bloodline, erupted!

"Roar!"

Tuo Bashan let out a beast-like roar, and without further hesitation, he threw off his shirt, revealing his bronze-colored, muscular physique, and like a cannonball, plunged headfirst into the pool of blood!

Shen Xuan and Su Qingyue exchanged a glance, both seeing shock and determination in each other's eyes.

They are Prodigies, and they have their own pride.

Even knowing it's hell, we will never back down!

Shen Xuan gritted his teeth, his handsome face filled with solemnity, took a deep breath, and stepped into the pool.

Su Qingyue, with a cold expression, surrounded herself with an invisible Mental Barrier and followed suit, stepping inside.

"Ah!"

Almost the instant they entered the pool, three suppressed groans of pain rang out simultaneously, one after the other!

Shen Xuan felt as if his body had been thrown into a high-speed meat grinder, every inch of his proud skin was being corroded by strong acid, and the savage will made him see hallucinations, as if thousands of evil spirits were tearing his soul apart.

"Is this... a place for a human to live?"

His handsome features were completely distorted, and his Qi and Blood circulated wildly throughout his body, but he could only barely resist the all-pervasive erosion.

Su Qingyue's condition is even worse.

She specializes in Mental Power, so her physical body is her weakness.

At this moment, the intense physical pain and the mental shock combined to turn her icy, fairy-like face instantly pale, and her delicate body trembled violently in the pool, barely holding on with the help of Mental Barriers.

Outside the pool, Tuoba Xiong looked at the three people's pained expressions and a rough, self-assured smile appeared on his face.

He patted Gu Ci on the shoulder beside him, his voice loud and clear:

"Madman Gu, see that? That's what a normal reaction looks like!"

He pointed to Tuo Bashan, who was roaring like a wild beast and struggling to stay afloat in the pool, and said proudly, "My lad has Barbarian Clan blood and a strong will; he can hold out for at least fifteen minutes!"

"As for your precious apprentice... Hmph, although he has good talent, it's already quite good that he can last ten minutes!"

Although Chen Fan's talent and strength were recognized by Tuoba Xiong did not think that Chen Fan could last longer than Tuo Bashan when he first entered the Barbarian Blood Pool.

After all, what's truly tested here is willpower!

Chen Fan is only nine years old after all!

Gu Ci remained expressionless, his lifeless eyes simply gazing silently into the pool, without uttering a word.

However, time began to pass.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes!

The first one to reach the limit was actually Su Qingyue!

"Puff!"

She suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and her Mental Barrier shattered.

Unable to endure the double torment any longer, she used her last bit of strength to climb out of the pool and collapsed to the ground, her body convulsing uncontrollably.

She raised her head and looked at the still calm figure in the center of the pool, her icy blue eyes filled with disbelief.

Just thirty seconds later.

"I can't take it anymore!"

"It hurts so much!!"

Shen Xuan let out a shrill wail and scrambled out.

His skin was completely red, like a boiled shrimp. He lay sprawled beside Su Qingyue, panting heavily and muttering to himself.

"This is no place for a human being..."

For a time, only Tuo Bashan remained by the pool, struggling to hold on.

His eyes were bloodshot as he frantically fought against that savage will, relying on his bloodline advantage, and let out a low growl that was not human.

Ten minutes... twelve minutes...

Finally, in the fifteenth minute, Tuo Bashan also reached his limit.

He let out a defiant roar, his body steaming with white vapor, as if all his strength had been drained, and crawled out on all fours.

He lay by the pool, his gaze towards Chen Fan having shifted from initial fighting spirit to pure... awe.

The entire hall fell silent.

The smile on Tuoba Xiong's face had frozen at some point.

All eyes were fixed on the nine-year-old boy who was the only one still in the pool.

Twenty minutes...

Twenty-five minutes...

Time passed second by second, but the figure remained as steady as a rock, as if it had become one with the blood pool.

Until the thirtieth minute.

By the pool, time seemed to stand still.

Tuoba Xiong's large, copper-bell-like eyes were fixed on Chen Fan in the center of the pool, and the muscles on his face twitched involuntarily.

He began to question the meaning of life.

This Barbarian Blood Pool is the foundation and treasure of the Tuoba Family and even the entire Jiangxi No. 1 High School. The ancient savage blood will contained in the pool is enough to make Qi-Blood Realm Martial Artist lose their composure.

But this nine-year-old boy in front of me... he's been soaking for thirty minutes and hasn't even flinched!

This is unreasonable!

Just as Tuoba Xiong was about to disregard his status and personally investigate the pool, the figure in the center of the pool, who had always been like an old monk in meditation, finally frowned very slightly between the brows.

Immediately afterwards, his steady body began to tremble slightly, almost imperceptibly.

"Is it nearing its limit...?"

Tuoba Xiong breathed a sigh of relief as soon as the thought crossed his mind.

That's more like it; everyone has their limits.

However, the next second...

"Ah!"

A scream suddenly erupted from Chen Fan's mouth without warning!

Boom!

The pool of blood exploded, splashing water everywhere.

Chen Fan's figure, like a Young Dragon thoroughly enraged, leaped from the pool, enveloped in billowing crimson mist, and crashed heavily onto the hard rocks beside the pool.

With a muffled thud, the ground cracked.

He knelt on one knee, head bowed, his skin crimson, with golden Qi and Blood flowing beneath his skin like magma, and all his muscles convulsing violently.

"Ouch!!"

After Chen Fan rushed out, he started jumping up and down frantically.

However, this action did not make Tuoba Xiong and the others think he was incompetent; on the contrary, it made everyone present gasp in astonishment.

Shen Xuan and Su Qingyue, who were lying on the ground, were even more pale.

They were there firsthand witnesses, and they knew best what a hellish pool of water was.

They were inside for less than four minutes, and felt like their souls were being torn apart.

As for Chen Fan... the pain he endured was definitely several times, even ten times, greater than theirs!

He actually endured it for half an hour!

What terrifying willpower that requires!

Tuo Bashan struggled to his feet, looking at the golden blood flowing beneath Chen Fan's red skin, radiating a dazzling luster. The initial fighting spirit in his eyes had long since vanished, leaving only pure awe and fanaticism.

"Not bad."

In the dead silence, Gu Ci finally spoke.

His cold gaze swept over the four people who were almost exhausted.

You have one hour to rest.

"From today onwards, for the next year, your training will take place here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Xuan, who had just caught his breath, suddenly choked.

"One... one year?!"