Chapter 168: Bloodline suppression! The Bloody Lion King: I am the lion, left
Chapter 168 Bloodline Suppression! The Bloody Lion King: I, the lion, am in a dilemma! Conspiracy?
Zhao Yan met Qiao Bai's eyes: "..."
Understand, understand, understand.
Don’t you understand this instantly?
Look at the evolved Blood Lion King.
Are you envious?
Want it?
Why!
Then you know what you are doing!
Thinking about it, I still have to hold Qiao Bai's thigh and beg Qiao Bai to continue researching.
It would be best to promote this evolutionary route to other beast masters of their fourth legion...
Zhao Yan, who wanted to ask for help, saw the situation clearly, decisively diverted the target of the booing away from Qiao Bai, and continued to roll up his sleeves.
Lin Wentian, who clearly saw the PY transaction between Qiao Bai and Zhao Yan, said: "?"
Good guy.
Zhao Yan also understands human speech, right?
Even able to read eyes.
Lin Wentian's fist hardened when he thought about how much he had worried about Zhao Yan and how much hair he had lost.
"hehe."
Lin Wentian sneered and looked at Zhao Yan with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Fine."
“But before that, let’s have a duel.”
Zhao Yan: “Huh?”
Zhao Yan looked confused and didn’t know why the booing ended up on him.
“I think it’s okay.” Zhang Fanshan, who was still watching the excitement, nodded in agreement, looking very supportive of Lin Wentian’s idea.
Zhao Yan: “…I don’t think it’s possible.”
“It’s not what you think, it’s what I think.” Lin Wentian dismissed it directly.
soon.
After learning that the regiment commander and deputy regiment commander were going to fight, the soldiers gathered around him.
With three floors inside and three floors outside, the training ground was almost overcrowded.
“The deputy leader’s little lion beast has evolved?”
“Damn it! So domineering!”
“This is the legendary person who exudes the aura of king and domineering all over his body!”
“Look here, look here! The deputy captain’s evolved little lion beast is here! This look is amazing!”
“Damn it! Even if Professor Qiao Bai chooses me, I’ll do it too!”
“Those guys who are just squatting in the toilet haven’t evolved yet! They really failed Professor Qiaobai’s trust when he selected them!”
“Professor Qiao Bai, look at us! Choose us! We can do it too!”
The soldiers who came around were making a lot of noise.
After all, this is activity time, not as serious as usual during team training, and the overall atmosphere is relatively relaxed.
The buzzing sound of discussion is endless.
Most of them are discussing Lin Wentian’s evolved little lion beast.
Express all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred, wishing to replace it.
If I didn’t have a mobile phone.
They were already filming like crazy.
Don’t say that men don’t have the desire to take pictures and share. This depends on the situation.
Being forced to take pictures of your girlfriend in a concave posture is definitely different from catching a one-meter-long fish. The mood when taking pictures is definitely different.
The latter was what they felt when they looked at the Bloody Lion King and wanted to take pictures.
But in all the discussions, there is no doubt about one point -
What?
Beat the leader?
Yeah.
The deputy leader is mighty!
Deputy leader, come on!
The deputy leader can definitely do it!
ˆ˜Qiao Bai: “…”
Qiao Bai looked at Zhao Yan and Lin Wentian who were fighting against each other on the field, and his eyes were a little speechless - he had long known that Zhao Yan was not very reliable, but how unreliable was this image to make him So many people came over excitedly after learning that Lin Wentian was going to beat up Zhao Yan?
Lin Wentian fought side by side with the Blood Lion King. He looked at the calm and calm Zhao Yan opposite him.
“Are you ready to be beaten violently by me?”
"Old Lin, you can't be too confident in your life! Look at you saying such big words in front of so many people. What if I accidentally kill you?"
Hearing this, Zhao Yan said with a serious and sincere expression:
“Normally when we play against each other, it’s 50-50, or maybe it’s 46-6 more often. I’m 6-for-you…”
Before Zhao Yan could finish his words, he was interrupted by the warlike roar of the evolved Blood-Blooded Lion King.
Bah!
Shameless!
What a wheel battle!
"Lion." Zhao Yan touched his hair that was messed up by the hurricane caused by the roar of the War Blood Lion King and the saliva that seemed to be spitting out (?).
Obviously he was not the Beast Tamer of the Bloody Lion King, but due to his many years of fighting experience, Zhao Yan accurately answered the words of the Bloody Lion King.
“Tactics, these are all tactics, understand?”
"If you want to blame, you can only blame your father for giving birth to you. This is the disadvantage of an only child."
"But fortunately you have grown up now. In a few days, Dad will be able to prepare for the second child."
War Blood Lion King: “…”
Lin Wentian: “…”
The veins on the heads of each man and the lion were pulsing.
Damn it!
What is this guy talking about!
“Stop talking nonsense, get beaten!”
“Hooooo—!”
The voices of Lin Wentian and the Blood Lion King sounded at the same time.
There was a lot of booing and cheering nearby.
“Be beaten, beaten! Don’t be a coward, leader! Be upfront!”
Qiao Bai and Zhang Fanshan stood side by side, watching the lively scene, and couldn't help but be a little infected.
“What is Commander Zhao’s pet beast?” Qiao Bai asked curiously.
Zhang Fanshan calmly introduced to Qiao Bai:
"The leader has three pet beasts, one speed jaguar and two battle-blooded lion kings. Although their strength is a little inferior to that of Lao Lin's little lion beast, the average strength of the three pet beasts is at the seventh level. As long as It’s not 1VS1, the wheel battle is still very advantageous.”
Qiao Bai discovered that these people in the legion didn't seem to have many contracted pets.
This has not even reached the threshold of a first-level beast master.
Although the average strength is very strong.
But in terms of requirements, a first-level beast master must contract at least four pet beasts.
Qiao Bai asked this question.
Hearing this, Zhang Fanshan took a look. There was a look in his eyes behind the lenses that Qiao Bai couldn't understand. The lenses flashed and the reflection made Qiao Bai unable to see clearly.
“Human energy is limited.”
Zhang Fanshan explained to Qiao Bai.
“Professor Qiao Bai is very talented in the research of pet beasts, and he is also very talented as a beast master. You should be able to feel that the more pet beasts you have, the less time you can allocate to each pet beast.”
“If the time for cultivation and training cannot keep up, the ability and strength will not keep up.”
“So the requirements for beast masters in the legion are slightly different from those outside.”
In general, it will be - only look at the strongest!
It would be better to spend a little more time cultivating a pet beast, rather than spreading your time evenly among each pet beast every day.
“Generally speaking, we will only allow the beast master to contract a pet beast when its strength reaches the sixth level.”
Sixth level...
Qiao Bai couldn't help but sigh subconsciously, that standard was quite high.
The strongest pet beast of a third-level beastmaster is only level 6.
However, what Zhang Fanshan said is not unreasonable. The standards for training pet beasts for different goals and the requirements for beast masters are naturally different.
This request does not sound too excessive, it is more for the benefit of the beast master and the pet beast.
Qiao Bai nodded.
Thinking about Zhao Yan owning three pet beasts with average strength of seventh level, and using them to fight Lin Wentian's little lion beast...
Forehead.
It may not be possible now. Qiaobai mainly refers to the two **** lion kings.
Two.
Thinking of the innate skills of the Bloody Lion King... Qiao Bai hesitated to speak.
Qiao Bai opened his mouth, but in the end Qiao Bai said nothing.
Qiao Bai felt that no matter how much he said, it was not as practical as letting them see and observe with their naked eyes.
Then…
“Come out and fight the Blood Lion King!”
Zhao Yan made a handsome pose with one hand on his hips and one pointing to the sky, releasing a battle-blooded lion king in the spiritual sea beast space.
The next second.
More than a full circle smaller than the evolved War-Blooded Lion King, the War-Blooded Lion King didn't even have the intention to fight. It was like a stone lion statue, obediently prostrate on the ground.
Zhao Yan: “?”
Soldiers who cheered and danced with demons: "?"
what happened?
"…Why?"
Zhao Yan also blinked, looking confused.
“The Bloody Lion King charges!”
“See, that’s your opponent, Shishi! Don’t you remember that you beat Shishi from childhood to adulthood?”
Hearing Zhao Yan's words, his Bloody Lion King showed no expression.
Instead, the Bloody Lion King on the opposite side rubbed his paws and stared at Zhao Yan with an unkind look on his face.
The Bloody Lion King: Broken.jpg
Can't beat, can't beat even a little bit.
“Tsk!”
Zhao Yan smacked his tongue heavily with a look of displeasure on his face, and then released another War Blood Lion King.
Similar scenes repeated themselves.
Two battle-blooded lion kings were crawling beside Zhao Yan, one on the left and one on the right, like two gatekeeper lions at the entrance of a mansion.
That is called stability.
as motionless as a mountain.
No matter how Zhao Yan urged them, there was no movement.
At this moment, Lin Wentian’s Bloody Lion King roared again - listen to me, beat him!
Two war-blooded lion kings: “…”
I’m afraid you’re not making things difficult for us.jpg
One side is the awakening of bloodline.
The emperor who suppresses them both in terms of ability and strength.
On one side is the beast master.
give up.
It’s ruined.
The two war-blooded lion kings lowered their heads, covered their ears with their claws with difficulty, and buried their heads firmly in their forelimbs.
Pretend that you can’t see or hear anything.
Zhao Yan suddenly lost two reliable combat partners: "..."
“Ah…that’s it…this…”
Zhao Yan’s voice was a little shaky.
Looking at the situation of his own fighting blood lion king, and then looking at the evolved little lion beast on the opposite side that was gearing towards him, Zhao Yan finally realized that the development of things seemed not good.
The evolved little lion beast seems to have an overwhelming side against the same species of fighting-blooded lion king.
Zhao Yan has only heard of this kind of situation with some dragon-type extraordinary creatures.
This evolutionary form newly researched by the Blood Lion King and Qiao Bai...
“Captain, you can’t fight these two pet beasts. Don’t you still have another one?”
Before Zhao Yan could figure out the reason, Lin Wentian’s devilish voice sounded on the training ground.
Zhao Yan finally began to sweat profusely when he thought that he only had a low-level seventh-level strength, and that without teammates to help consume his energy, the Speed Jaguar could only fight alone.
“Old Lin, look at this situation, I think we can still discuss it?”
As he spoke, Zhao Yan's mouth felt a bit bitter.
Why.
Seventh level versus eighth level, isn't it too difficult?
“I promised you that I’m going to get beaten today, so I won’t let you run away.” Lin Wentian smiled calmly, because he didn’t want to leave any way for Zhao Yan to survive.
Zhao Yan: “…”
confirmed.
There is really no way to escape from this beating.
After a period of shock caused by the suppressive bloodline of the War-Blooded Lion King, the people around them quickly recovered from the silent mood, and each of them became more excited——
This evolution route is so powerful!
They want it too!
They might be able to use it too!
Just ask who can’t be excited!
What?
Any further requirements?
That’s such a big deal!
As long as there is hope, they can rush!
“Hahaha! You deserve what you have today, Commander!”
“Deputy commander, charge!”
“Shishi rush! Today is your home court!”
…
“Senior Cheng.”
Cheng Liang received a call from a foreign number. When he picked up the call, his expression was still a little confused. When he heard the voice and the call from the other party, Cheng Liang reacted instantly.
“It’s you, Xuemei An! What’s the matter with calling me?”
“Well...Senior, you said last time that the changes in the country are quite big, right?”
Cheng Liang was stunned when he heard this.
Hmm huh huh?
Why does this sound a bit..."Senior sister, do you want to return to China?!"
Cheng Liang's surprised voice was filled with a bit of surprise.
An Xuemei's full name was settled, and she was one year younger than Cheng Liang, but she was four years younger than Cheng Liang, and she could be regarded as a well -known small talent in school.
Before she graduated, An Qing had already received internship invitations from several top laboratories.
The last time Cheng Liang called his fellow international students, An Qing was among them, but he didn't speak much during the whole process, and Cheng Liang didn't think An Qing would choose to come back.
Stay in Bu Lu country.
It is visible to the naked eye.
Be favored by major top laboratories.
The future and money prospects are bright.
The most important thing is that the relationship with her parents is very bad, very bad, so bad that no one outside would recommend her to go back.
Cheng Liang had thought about tricking one or two of his classmates into coming back and joining Qiao Bai's research institute with him, but An Qing was the candidate... Cheng Liang had never thought about it.
“Well, I have this idea.”
Unexpectedly, An Qing had this idea himself.
"ah…"
Cheng Liang opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
Maybe it’s An Qing’s poor family of origin, parents and brothers, or maybe it’s An Qing’s bright future… In the end, Cheng Liang sighed.
“The changes in the country are indeed quite big. I feel that it is better and more worthwhile for me to come back and develop than to stay.”
“You will definitely not regret it when you come back and learn about the changes in the country this academic year.”
“But you have to think clearly.”
At the end of the sentence, Cheng Liang couldn't help but add this sentence.
“Thank you, Senior Cheng. I am indeed a little hesitant, but I probably still want to return to my hometown...I’m thinking about it.”
The two chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone.
An Qing stood at the door of the psychological clinic for a while, as if thinking about something, and finally left without looking back.
(End of this chapter)