AWB Chapter 218 Drinking Blood to Destroy a Powerful Enemy, Demon Soul Transmits True Skill
Chapter 218 Drinking Blood to Destroy a Powerful Enemy, Demon Soul Transmits True Skill
Taking advantage of the skinny martial artist's lowered head, Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly raised her head and bit down on his neck.
Snap, splat.
The gaunt martial artist's throat was bitten through, and his carotid artery was severed, causing steaming hot blood to gush out.
Gumbling.
Zhang Xiaoyu clung tightly to the gaunt martial artist, frantically sucking his blood.
The gaunt martial artist was about to struggle when he felt his vision go black.
Insufficient blood supply to the brain slowed his movements, preventing him from making any effective counterattacks.
The gaunt martial artist stared at the three-edged bone-piercing nail embedded in Zhang Xiaoyu's forehead, his mind a little blank.
Who is this person? How come they're still alive after all that?
He used the last of his strength to slam his head against the three-edged bone-piercing nail.
Bang! The three-edged bone-piercing nail tilted upwards.
An unbearable, excruciating pain shot straight into Zhang Xiaoyu's mind.
Ahhh.
Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but scream, and after screaming twice, she fainted.
In just a few breaths, Zhang Xiaoyu drained all the blood from the gaunt martial artist's body.
When Zhang Xiaoyu fainted, the emaciated martial artist also became a dried-up corpse.
"Kid, wake up."
"You brat, wake up right now."
Zhang Xiaoyu woke up groggily when she heard someone calling her.
He pushed the mummified corpse off him and looked around, but found no one nearby.
"What are you looking at? I'm beneath you."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyu was startled and, disregarding his injuries, he turned and stood up.
Zhang Xiaoyu looked back at the spot where she had just been lying and saw only a pool of blood, without noticing anything unusual.
He touched the three-edged bone-piercing nail on his forehead, thinking that he was hallucinating because his brain had been damaged.
Zhang Xiaoyu knelt on the ground, took out two healing pills, crushed them, and applied them to the wounds on her chest and back. She then slowly pulled out the long knife stuck in her body.
He applied some more medicine to the wound and tore two strips of cloth from his clothes to tie around it.
After doing all this, Zhang Xiaoyu sat cross-legged on the ground and circulated the Bloodthirsty Demon Art to digest the fresh blood she had just inhaled.
With the Bloodthirsty Demon Art taking effect, Zhang Xiaoyu's injuries were relieved, and she was finally out of danger.
Zhang Xiaoyu touched the three-edged bone-piercing nail stuck in his forehead again. He then took out a healing pill, crushed it, and applied it to the wound on his forehead.
Then he stretched out his left hand, pinched the three-edged bone-piercing nail between two fingers, and with his right hand he grabbed the three-dragon bone-piercing nail and pulled it outwards sharply.
uh-huh!
Zhang Xiaoyu jumped up in pain, but fainted again after landing.
I don’t know how long it took.
The voice sounded again.
"Kid, you're ruthless enough to yourself, just my type."
"Wake up quickly, or it will be dawn."
Zhang Xiaoyu slowly woke up.
He didn't take the voice that was waking him seriously, thinking it was just another hallucination.
At this moment, he was extremely grateful to Lin Feng. When he was being stabbed, he secretly ate an antidote pill that Lin Feng had given him, and it actually cured the poison.
Only after being cured of the poison did he have a chance to turn the tide.
The healing medicine I just received was also given to me by Lin Feng.
Unexpectedly, the pills his brother gave him saved his life.
Zhang Xiaoyu felt thirsty, so he stood up to find a water source.
Then the voice appeared again.
"You brat, are you pretending I don't exist?"
If you leave here, you will miss the greatest opportunity of your life.
Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly stopped in his tracks. He looked around but didn't see anyone.
"Stop looking, I'm right where you were just lying. You can find me if you dig down an inch."
Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't tell if the sound was a hallucination or not. He decided to go back to where he had been lying and dig around. If he couldn't find anything, it would prove that the sound was a hallucination.
He walked back to where he was lying, took out the long knife he was carrying on his back, and began to dig downwards.
After digging twice, Zhang Xiaoyu actually unearthed a skeleton.
Even the usually bold Zhang Xiaoyu was so frightened that she took a few steps back.
"You, are you a human or a ghost?"
"Haha, neither human nor ghost."
Zhang Xiaoyu turned to leave.
The voice in his mind called out to him again.
"With your qualifications, you still dare to venture into the Blood Demon Mountain? You don't even have a one in ten thousand chance; you will surely die in this trial."
It's even less likely that they'll make a name for themselves in this world.
I am the former sect leader of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect. Meeting me is the greatest opportunity of your life, bar none.
"Stay and become my disciple, and I will make you the Lord of the Demonic Path, granting you hundreds of years of lifespan and endless riches and glory."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyu hesitated, turning around to ask again, "Are you a human or a ghost?"
"Back then, I was betrayed by my apprentice and fled into the Blood Demon Mountain with my severely wounded and dying body."
I buried myself in the earth and awaited death.
I never imagined that a ring I received back then would have the effect of preserving my soul.
When my body decayed, my soul escaped into the ring and survived, but I also fell into a deep sleep.
Your blood has just activated this ring.
In addition, someone punched a hole in your forehead.
A wisp of my soul entered your mind through the wound between your brows, which is why I can communicate with you.
Zhang Xiaoyu touched her brow. Could there be any problems with this old guy's wisp of soul entering her brain?
How do you prove your identity?
"That's easy. You're a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect, right?"
"Yes."
"What level have you reached in your Bloodthirsty Demon Art?"
"I reached the third level, and before entering Blood Demon Mountain, the Transmission Elder passed on the fourth level to me."
"I will now pass on the first eight levels of the Bloodthirsty Demon Art to you."
The voice directly transmitted the first eight levels of the Bloodthirsty Demon Art to Zhang Xiaoyu.
Zhang Xiaoyu didn't have Lin Feng's system, and since she hadn't practiced to that level, she couldn't tell whether the technique was real or fake.
"What's wrong? Your kung fu isn't up to par, so you don't know if it's real or fake?"
The Bloodthirsty Demon Art is merely a martial art that has been abridged.
This skill was originally called the Blood Demon Skill, and it is an innate true skill.
The power of the Blood Demon Art is far superior to that of the Bloodlust Demon Art, and it also does not have the potential to drive people mad.
Having learned the Bloodthirsty Demon Art, you will be able to practice the Blood Demon Art much faster.
"I will now pass on the first level of the Blood Demon Technique to you."
The voice began to teach the first level of the Blood Demon Technique.
Zhang Xiaoyu listened to the instructions once and then began to practice. Half an hour later, he actually succeeded in mastering the technique.
Zhang Xiaoyu shook and grabbed at the mummified corpse on the ground, and a large amount of blood mist rose from the corpse and merged into Zhang Xiaoyu's body.
"Is this...is this still martial arts?" Zhang Xiaoyu looked at her hands with disbelief in her eyes.
"Hahaha, how about it, you little rascal?"
This is only the first level. If you can master the complete Blood Demon Technique, you will replace the Blood Demon Ancestor and become the Lord of the Demonic Path.
Zhang Xiaoyu hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Master, please accept my bow."
This overwhelming wealth came too suddenly, and Zhang Xiaoyu simply couldn't resist the temptation; he desperately wanted to become stronger.
If you want to become an apprentice, then so be it. It won't hurt you.
"You little brat, you're dreaming."
You think you can become my disciple just by kowtowing a few times? It's not that easy.
"If you want to become my disciple, you must agree to three conditions."
What are the three conditions?