Surviving in a chaotic world and becoming a saint by adding points

Chapter 50 Divine Intent

We can't stay here for the time being.

Admittedly, he had killed a three-blood warrior before, but the circumstances were special at that time.

He had all the advantages of timing, location, and people, plus his own ability to deflect force, which allowed him to kill his opponent by sheer luck.

If he were to face a three-blood warrior now, he would naturally run as far away as possible.

"Moreover, the Flowing Light Society has three members with three bloodlines."

They endured for so long; their intentions were far greater.

If the Pure Fire Sect hadn't targeted the Flowing Light Society this time, probably no one would have known that the Flowing Light Society actually possessed such a powerful hidden force.

Now that it's been exposed, who knows what they'll do?

"Right now, the most urgent thing is to go to the martial arts school and get hold of the divine will."

Two-blood wants to break through to three-blood.

Two conditions need to be met.

First, elevate the power of Qi and blood to its peak.

Second, the body's vital energy is transformed into a vital energy called primordial blood.

Once the body's Qi and blood power are completely converted into Yuan Blood, that is when one becomes a Three-Blood Warrior.

A warrior with three bloodlines possesses several times the blood and qi of a warrior with two bloodlines, extending their lifespan by fifteen years, and their peak blood and qi can be extended to sixty years.

It truly brought about a qualitative change.

In the entire Qinghe County, there are thousands of martial artists, but only a few dozen are three-blood martial artists.

This shows the high value of a three-blood warrior.

To cultivate primordial blood, one needs divine will.

Only organizations with a clear lineage can possess this kind of thing.

Becoming a second-level warrior is a prerequisite.

"I wonder if Master Zhou will still pass on the divine will to me."

Shaking his head, Chen Ran closed the door and slowly headed towards the South District.

After three days, there were practically no corpses left on the ground.

But the horrifying bloodstains and the faint smell of blood in the air served as a stark warning of what had happened here.

The surviving pedestrians hurried along, their eyes filled with vigilance.

Crossing the boundary between the South and North areas, the flow of people began to increase.

Aside from various stenches, the air was still perfectly fine.

Soon, he arrived at the Tongbei Boxing Gym.

In the outer courtyard, there were many new faces, clearly newcomers who had joined the Tongbei Boxing School recently.

They looked at Chen Ran with suspicion, but when they saw him enter the inner courtyard, they suddenly realized what was happening.

It turns out that this is a senior student from the inner courtyard.

Upon entering the inner courtyard, five or six disciples of the Tongbei Boxing School were practicing together.

Hearing someone come in, they turned around, and when they saw it was Chen Ran, they quickly turned away, clearly not wanting to have anything to do with him.

Chen Ran ignored them and headed towards the inner hall.

"This guy still dares to come; we absolutely must not get involved with him."

"Yeah, yeah, offending the Flowing Light Society and then going back to the martial arts school, isn't that going to get us killed?"

"What bad luck! Why doesn't this guy just die?!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present fell silent, then dispersed to continue their practice.

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"Teacher Zhou, I've arrived."

"You're here? What's the matter?"

On the recliner, Zhou Changfeng rocked back and forth while fanning himself, speaking in a calm tone.

Despite it being the dead of winter, the other person always wore a white long-sleeved shirt.

Since Guo Tian became his last disciple, he naturally didn't pay as much attention to his other disciples as before.

In any case, the relationship between these disciples and the martial arts school is more of a cooperative one.

Just like Chen Ran in front of me.

The other party is in considerable trouble, but Zhou Changfeng would never agree to let the martial arts school intervene to help mediate.

Therefore, before Chen Ran even spoke, he had already thought about how to refuse.

"Master Zhou, I wish to observe the divine will."

"Divine intent? You... you've broken through?"

Zhou Changfeng slowly opened his eyes, squinted, and looked at Chen Ran in front of him.

Chen Ran remained silent, extended his arm, and the power of his internal energy surged forth.

A pale white energy emanated from his hands.

"Not bad, Tongbei Fist has reached its peak, second blood level."

Seeing Chen Ran break through to the second blood level, Zhou Changfeng's face showed a hint of relief, but it was only a little relief.

If Guo Tianzhu hadn't set an example, he might have allocated more resources to nurturing Chen Ran.

But since we have Guo Tian as our last disciple.

Therefore, all the resources of the Tongbei Boxing Gym must be devoted to supporting the other party.

As for Chen Ran? He started practicing martial arts at a relatively late age, his physical constitution wasn't very good, and he didn't have a strong physique.

It can be said that the second bloodline is the end for Chen Ran, and there is no possibility of him breaking through in this life.

"pity."

He mentally rejected Chen Ran.

"Any second-blooded martial artist in this gym can naturally see divine intentions. Follow me."

After saying that, he walked straight ahead.

Upon seeing this, Chen Ran immediately followed.

After walking through a corridor, the two arrived at a room.

Pushing open the door, a painting came into Chen Ran's view.

Chen Ran's consciousness was dragged into a space.

A giant ape, hundreds of meters tall, stands proudly amidst mountains and rivers.

Opposite it was a giant python several hundred meters long.

A monkey and a python faced each other.

"Hooray~"

"Hiss~"

"Bang!!!"

An earth-shattering battle is about to erupt.

At the moment of impact, Chen Ran's consciousness returned abruptly.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~"

As soon as consciousness returned, Chen Ran felt a wave of weakness.

Fortunately, he was physically strong and recovered in a short time.

Looking up, Chen Ran saw a picture of a giant ape fighting a python right in front of him.

The picture appears unremarkable, but upon closer inspection, it reveals that a giant ape is engaged in a fierce battle with a giant python.

Is God's intention really that mysterious?

This was the first time Chen Ran had ever seen anything truly supernatural in this world.

"Wow, you're recovering pretty quickly."

Seeing Chen Ran recover so quickly, Zhou Changfeng let out a soft exclamation, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Teacher Zhou, what was that just now?"

"Divine will, divine will. What is divine will? It is naturally to contemplate the spirit and comprehend its meaning."

This image of the divine ape swallowing a python is the divine element within it. As for its meaning, how much you can comprehend depends on your own destiny.

"You can come and see this divine will once a day, but only on your first visit can you enter that mysterious space and experience the divine will."

How much you can understand depends on your own destiny.

"Thank you, Master Zhou."

"Everything is the result of your own hard work."

"Alright, you can slowly comprehend it. You can only observe God's will here, and you must not take it out."

"Yes, Master Zhou."

Hearing Chen Ran's assurance, Zhou Changfeng slowly left.

Turning his head, Chen Ran carefully recalled the scene he had just witnessed.

A strange feeling slowly emerged in Chen Ran's heart.

"panel."

[Skill: Iron Armor Technique (Minor Success)...]

In the skills section, the content about divine intent was not copied at all, which clearly shows that he had not grasped its true meaning.

Chen Ran was not discouraged. He sat cross-legged and began to comprehend the divine meaning he had just seen.