Million Times Talent

Chapter 208: 2420 Blood Qi

After another half an hour, Chu Feng's blood energy reached 2,420 points. At this moment, he was almost exhausted, both physically and mentally. When he turned off the gravity field with the remote control and walked out, the three to four thousand people outside fell silent, but their eyes were filled with awe and admiration for Chu Feng.

After a moment of silence, someone shouted, "Make way," triggering a commotion. A wide path was immediately cleared.

"Chu Shao!"

"Feng Ge!"

"Chu Feng, the boss!"

Countless people respectfully greeted him. Chu Feng nodded with a smile, signaling to everyone, then dragged his tired body back to Villa No. 9 and fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already evening. He used Life Crystals and Dragon Blood Crystals to prepare a batch of Life Elixir. After drinking it, he found that the elixir's effects were indeed miraculous. Quickly, his body recovered to its peak state, and various bodily functions improved significantly.

"Not bad! The Thunder Room and Gravity Room indeed have extraordinary effects in stimulating potential and accelerating cultivation." Chu Feng nodded in satisfaction. This time, using the Thunder Room and Gravity Room saved him several days.

"In a few days, I'll try the Fire Refinement Room. Unfortunately, there are only two drops of One Yuan Heavy Water left, but the kidney refinement is almost complete."

As Chu Feng's thoughts turned, he took out the ancient scroll. After pondering for a few days last time, he gained some insight into the Vase Seal.

"As long as the Vase Seal can be mastered, its power will be astonishing, terrifying to the extreme, and it will become my trump card." Thinking about this, his eyes were full of anticipation.

As for achieving the complete Vase Seal, or even the perfected form, he didn't dare to think about it. Through these days of exploration, he vaguely felt that even if he reached the King Realm, he might not be able to fully unleash the complete Vase Seal.

Just as he was about to contemplate, he suddenly heard urgent knocking on the door.

Chu Feng got up to open it and found Li Yichen and Murong Ji standing outside.

"Come in!" He felt strange that these two were together, but the surprise in his expression quickly disappeared.

As soon as the three sat down, Li Yichen couldn't wait to say, "Chu Ge, the Martial Arts Academy is planning to advance the year-end competition, scheduled for ten days later!"

"Oh, so soon?" Chu Feng was somewhat surprised as he took out his phone. He found two missed calls from the two Martial Masters and a text message.

The text message informed him about the information for the year-end competition. It also mentioned that he could directly participate in the final round of the competition.

The year-end competition usually selected fifty seeded contestants based on the results of the previous year's competition. The remaining students would participate in the preliminaries, where the top fifty strongest would be selected from thousands. In the end, a total of one hundred people would compete in the final showdown.

"I heard that the reason for advancing the year-end competition is to select talents to participate in the national Martial Arts Tournament."

Chu Feng nodded. He had also heard that this year's Martial Arts Tournament was advanced.

"We, and probably even the final round, may not be able to enter. Not to mention the entry ticket to the Martial Arts Tournament. Only you have a chance to obtain an entry ticket. But we came today to remind you to be careful of Jia Xuanti during the competition!"

Li Yichen said this, glancing at Murong Ji.

Chu Feng raised an eyebrow, his face darkening. "What do you mean? Is Jia Xuanti planning something?"

He had already killed Jia Dongyang in the secret realm. Naturally, he wasn't afraid of the Jia Xuanti in the Martial Arts Academy.

However, not long ago, King Cangshan personally assured him that the Jia family would no longer act against him.

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