Martial Artist

After Situ Ting left, Su Bo turned his attention to the Ten-Thousand-Jun Martial Room.

A few days ago, he had still been standing three or four meters from the entrance, desperately practicing his stances and punches, condensing his qi and blood to resist the gravitational field emanating from the martial room.

He had had no mind at all to pay attention to the structure of the Ten-Thousand-Jun Martial Room.

Now, he stood at the entrance to the martial room. The principal had erased the gravity field completely.

Old Wu had said...

The entire martial room was forged from a single piece of stellar mineral called Ten-Thousand-Jun Bloodstone. Its value was so immense that not even selling Crimson Glow City would be enough to buy it.

A single piece of Ten-Thousand-Jun Bloodstone alone could purchase the life of a Gang Realm martial artist.

"Is the gravity gone?" Su Bo stood at the entrance, pondering for a moment.

The gravitational field that had constantly blanketed his body before had vanished without a trace. He was also curious about what exactly lay inside the martial room.

After thinking it over, he walked in.

**Boom!!~~

"Holy... shit~!!"**

The instant Su Bo stepped into the martial room, a terrifyingly immense gravitational field abruptly formed.

His front foot had entered the room, but his back foot had not even had time to follow when the suddenly generated gravity field crushed him flat against the floor.

Invisible gravity squeezed in from every direction.

Qi and blood surged from Su Bo's entire body as he instinctively resisted the pressure of the gravity field.

Bang~

The gravity suddenly increased again, directly grinding apart the blood energy condensed around his body. The Divine Form he had barely managed to raise was pressed back down once more.

Creak... creak... bang, bang...

Su Bo felt his entire body erupting in violent bursts. His blood stagnated, his bones creaked, his tendons tightened, and his organs were being madly compressed.

An indescribable agony sank into his marrow.

Strands of qi and blood continuously condensed around his body, trying to resist that strange gravity.

Unfortunately, every batch of qi and blood he condensed was, in an instant, shattered, crushed, and torn apart completely by the invisible gravity.

"Oh ho~"

As Su Bo resisted the pressure, Situ Ting returned. "Quite conscientious, aren't you?"

"Student Su Bo, how does the martial room's true gravity field feel?"

"Not... not bad. I can take it." Su Bo forced himself upright inch by inch, only to collapse back into a seated position. He barely managed a grin through gritted teeth.

He discovered that under this resistance, his qi and blood were gradually seeping deep into his flesh.

The great dragon of qi and blood roared, whipping up towering waves. Somewhat beyond his control, it was about to charge directly into his body and tear through the great barrier of the Fleshly Body Realm.

Suppressing his boiling qi and blood, Su Bo raised his head. "Principal, I'm about to break through!"

"Fine. Eat this, then begin your breakthrough." Situ Ting moved his hand, bringing a small bowl to Su Bo's mouth and directly pouring it in.

Pale gold...

He only caught sight of a thin layer in the bowl, something like a thick soup.

Fragrant—immensely fragrant!

Within the soup were threadlike streaks of pale gold... like the bloodlines of dragon blood within his body.

Before Su Bo could think any further, the food entered his stomach. After just a few breaths, a vast, scorching essence erupted from his stomach like a volcano.

Roar roar roar... rumble rumble rumble...

Dragon roars, thunderous rumbles—the dragon of qi and blood merged with the scorching essence.

It transformed into an even more terrifying great dragon of qi and blood, roaring wildly as it charged deep into Su Bo's flesh, violently crashing toward the great barrier of the Fleshly Body Realm.

Instinctively, he wanted to control this terrifying great dragon of qi and blood and make it break through according to his own will.

Outside the room...

Situ Ting's voice passed through divine sense and went straight into Su Bo's spiritual will.

"When water fills to the brim, it overflows. This is the moment—break!"

"Mmph~" Su Bo only gave a muffled response.

He completely released his control over the great dragon of qi and blood, allowing it to rampage freely, carrying boundless essence as it fiercely fused into his flesh.

The first realm of martial cultivation—the first barrier: the Flesh and Skin Barrier.

The great barrier within flesh and skin was like an immense city wall built of qi and blood.

But beneath the impact of Su Bo's vast great dragon of qi and blood, it was smashed to pieces in a single instant.

Wave after wave of qi and blood surged forth, fusing into Su Bo's flesh and skin, tempering his physique and strengthening the source of his qi and blood.

The first tempering of flesh and skin began...

Standing outside the martial room, Situ Ting stared intently at Su Bo's breakthrough.

He was somewhat puzzled. Strange. This kid's stance technique has reached perfection—how does he possess dragon might? Could it be the Bixi Divine Intent?

Or does this kid have Dragonfolk blood?

When Su Bo broke through to perfect mastery in his stance technique, the aura he erupted with carried an overwhelmingly tyrannical pressure.

Ordinary people might find it difficult to notice this pressure. They would only think that Su Bo's erupting aura was somewhat more domineering than usual.

That aura might contain a trace of the Bixi Divine Intent's power.

Ordinary people simply would not think in the direction of the Dragonfolk Race.

But Situ Ting was different. Not only had he faced extraordinarily powerful dragons in the starry skies, he had also slaughtered several quasi-dragon species there.

Among them was the half-dragon quasi-dragon species from Savage Beast Park.

Therefore, he was far too familiar with the dragon might of the Dragonfolk Race—so familiar that he could identify it with the slightest perception.

Bixi Divine Intent...

The old principal, Yue Shan, had comprehended it as well, yet he had never possessed dragon might.

Could it be that Su Bo's ancestors had become partners with dragons thousands of years ago, leaving their descendants with Dragonfolk blood?

And now, because of Su Bo's talent, that hidden bloodline had awakened.

Humanity did not have only the Martial Alliance as a power in the starry skies. There was also a pan-human Interstellar Federation, with profound strength and influence stretching across vast regions.

Within this federation, the various human races were as numerous as the hairs on an ox.

The descendants born from unions between humans and dragons—the Dragonfolk Race, or the Human-Dragon Lineage—were among the Federation's top races.

Even the Martial Alliance could not easily provoke them.

If that was the case...

Then it could explain why Su Bo possessed such terrifying martial talent.

In the future, when Su Bo entered the starry skies, if he were truly found to possess Dragonfolk blood, he might even be able to directly join humanity's Human-Dragon Lineage.

And shed the title of "criminal descendant" from above his head.

After letting his imagination run wild for a moment, Situ Ting reined in his chaotic thoughts.

Su Bo's breakthrough was extremely fast. He had already condensed his qi and blood to the utmost limit, and could have easily completed the first tempering of the physical body at any time.

Now, with his stance technique perfected, he had reached the qi-and-blood limit of a quasi-martial artist.

The Flesh and Skin Barrier of the Fleshly Body Realm had been broken open. Under the tempering of the great dragon of qi and blood, the first tempering was completed almost in the blink of an eye.

His skin membrane became like bronze and iron, while his body revealed golden muscles and jade veins. The aura he emitted became ever more terrifying.

[Proficiency Attribute Panel]

[Clumsy martial arts break limits; Heaven rewards diligence: practice a fist ten thousand times, and its meaning reveals itself; effort is never wasted, and time makes it steadfast]

Name: Su Bo

Realm: Martial Artist [Fleshly Body Realm, First Tempering]

Qi and Blood: 7 strands

Martial Arts: Eight Mountain-Shaking Fists [Perfect] Baxia Coiling Dragon Stance [Perfect]

With a light clench of his fist, Su Bo could vaguely sense just how great his strength had become.

His base strength had directly exceeded 10,000 kilograms. As for the exact extent, Su Bo would need to test it himself using specialized strength-measuring equipment.

Situ Ting also sensed the dense qi and blood within Su Bo's body.

"Good heavens, at least six or seven strands of qi and blood, right?"

"That's already stronger than I was back then... I remember, during my first tempering, I had four strands of qi and blood?"

For the Flesh and Skin Barrier of the Fleshly Body Realm, even ordinary martial artists at the limit of the third tempering only possessed nine strands of martial artist qi and blood. The limit of each tempering was three strands.

Only some exceptionally gifted martial artists, or those who had consumed heavenly treasures before breaking through,

could possibly possess qi-and-blood reserves far beyond ordinary people during the Martial Artist stage...

He had given Su Bo a serving of half-dragon essence blood. At most, it should have allowed him to generate one extra strand of qi and blood. It was impossible for there to be more.

This kid could rival a third-tempering martial artist the moment he broke through. Could he really have Dragonfolk blood?