Something unknown affected the contract you signed at the time, and changed from sharing of power to a single victim.

Unfortunately, I still couldn't find the source, so I could only pinch my nose and swallow the bitter fruit.

If you don’t endure this way, what else can you do? Is it meaningless to turn your back completely?

Anyway, Ziofra said that he would improve his strength on the spot with his resources tomorrow.

However, when I thought about the essence of half of my life was scored, I felt a little tooth-pained, and I hated the strange giant deep in the bloodline of Jevre.

"Jevre, please continue to test your speed and defense to see how these two aspects improve."

Ziofra felt a little uncomfortable when he thought of the deep pit that was more than ten feet deep after spreading the lilac barrier.

After all, the basement floor material is not weaker than many inferior metals, and they are all smashed like this, but Jevre is just a skin wound.

"OK!"

Jevre couldn't wait to stretch his muscles and bones all over his body, and suddenly, the joints of his body crackled like fried beans.

With a pleasant scream, looking at Ziofra, Evre leaned forward and followed his experience in practicing according to his body skills, like a storm, an arrow with a deafening sound boom, surrounding the training hall as big as a football field, and running with all his strength.

The momentum is huge, like a thunderbolt.

The flying afterimages appeared everywhere, like dozens of exactly-same cowardly demons chasing each other.

After less than three minutes of rushing, Jevre stopped and left a black scratch on the tough floor.

Just like an emergency brake racing car, a faint smell of mushy plunged into the tip of his nose in an instant.

"Not bad, not bad! I have made a lot of progress, a little faster than the Speed ​​Demon in the same realm. However, your practice of practice has not kept up with you. The movement is too great and it is too easy for others to notice."

Ziofra nodded with satisfaction, but still pointed out the shortcomings to Jevre in time.

Jevre nodded suddenly, he knew what his family was doing.

I have only been practicing the body technique for a few days, and I can only say that I am just getting started. If I want to move forward quietly, I really don’t have that skill.

Practicing on your own is really too hard to work. I am not really talented. I can get started in one day, achieve small success in three days, achieve great success in ten days, and complete in one month.

If it weren't for the essence of life extracted by Leas's life-absorbing technique, the bonus of bloodline talents, and the proficiency of Yao Chizi's martial arts, I might still be struggling at the mortal level.

Haven't you seen that the leader of the Gu Luo clan is also a coward who has lived for more than a hundred years, but he has been staying in the middle of the mortal level and cannot advance in an instant.

That is the progress of the orthodox cannon fodder coward's strength.

This time, Ziofra did not summon outsiders anymore, but ended up copying the knife himself.

Just kidding, according to Jevre's progress, if you don't practice your skills, you may not have any chance to test it out next time.

According to the current development trend, in five days, Yevre may have an advanced level of skill in martial arts, thus greatly increasing its strength, enough to be comparable to the powerful demon in the early stage of the Xuan level.

Ziofra, who has a relatively weak body, just let it go.

Jevre stood firmly, his arms crossed again, and he greeted Ziofra's test with a calm expression.

The single-edged sword in Zioffra's hand was directly attacked with 40,000 pounds of force.

The sword light was like a illusion, like a storm, with a jingle sound, slashing in the same position again and again.

More than forty swords passed by, and Ziofra saw that he was refreshed and had not retreated for half a step. He looked at his unscathed arms and his pupils shrank slightly.

"Come again!"

Before Jevre could say something with a smile, Ziofra had to improve his strength again and again.

Fifty thousand pounds, still unscathed.

It was not until about 80,000 pounds that Jevre looked down at his bloody arms, grinning at Zioffra.

"Ziofla, you're slower. Before I could even report it, you increased your strength several times! Look, the skin is broken, and even this blood vessel is accidentally cut off. Fortunately, the bones are fine, they are powerful enough."

"Okay, it's just a test, of course it's more realistic. Without blood, how can you test accurately?"

Ziofra watched Jevre's arm wound stop bleeding rapidly, and then the granulum wriggled, and the scar disappeared without a trace in an instant.

This is comparable to the defense of the tortoise shell demon in the middle level and its terrifying recovery, which makes Jevre's opponents have a good drink.

And the speed that surpasses the speed of the same realm, this is the strength of the median demon that is completely developed.

Ziofra looked at Leas in a bad mood and signaled that it was time for him to play.

Leas looked at Jevrey, and his heart was not happy, and he held his resentment in his heart.

Without even saying hello, he sang a slightly complicated experience directly.

In an instant, a familiar red fire snake suddenly circled around Jevre.

Isn’t this the Xuanjie Sacrifice? Leas actually dares!

No, the color is lighter, the temperature is much lower, and even the body size is only one-third of what I remember.

He almost scared himself to death, and thought that as soon as Leas recovered from the early stage of the level, he could fight over the level!

Jevre carefully reached out his hand and carefully touched the fire snake that had been surrounding him but not attacking him.

Fortunately, although the hands were extremely hot and the cyan fingers also changed color slightly, they did not suffer any damage directly.

Just as he was about to test it, the hovering fire snake quickly wrapped around Jevre's whole body.

Jevre rolled his eyes at Leas speechlessly, and stood still, allowing the fire snake with a high temperature of about 600 degrees to wrap it up.

The blazing flames were rising, and Jevre, who was slightly embarrassed, was still enjoying quietly.

Until Leas unwillingly removed the Fire Snake, Jevre, wearing a mysterious suit, was still smiling at him calmly.

"How come your magic resistance has improved so much? Even the Ji Yan who entered the lower realm, you don't care at all. It seems that even the Ji Yan in the middle realm will not have much effect on you."

Leas was a little excited and couldn't even raise the interest in continuing the test.

"Forget it, there is no need to continue testing magic resistance. I guess only the top level of Ji Yan, or magic or magic, can you seriously damage you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Leas flapped his wings in a sad way and left the sad place that hit him.

This guy, Jevre, is so lucky!

Thinking back to the beginning, I was just my side dish. In less than two months, I quickly improved to the point where I could even capsize if I didn’t use my trump card.

The feeling of things changing is really uncomfortable.

"Jevre, keep cheering and strive to break through to the Earth level as soon as possible. I have put all my hope on you both."

Looking at the defeated Leas with a strange expression, Ziofra finally deserved to be an old monster over nine hundred years old. He buried the jealousy in his heart and patted Jevre's shoulder ecstatically.

"As long as you break through to the Xuan level, you can make all your requests. Even if you give up all external objects, I will help you to the end!"

This time, Ziofra spoke extremely seriously and cautiously, and had no intention of joking.

"real?"

Jevre forced to hold down his pounding little heart and looked at Ziofra, who was also excited in surprise.

"Then I will book half of your items in your Miku first, and you have to keep your word!"

"Okay! That's all. I'll go and see if Leas's resources are ready, so I won't bother you."

Ziofra nodded in pain and then drifted away with a slight stagger.

This guy is really not polite. He suddenly spoke up and quickly flew away.

I can't afford to offend, I can't afford to offend!

Jevre smiled with satisfaction, then sat on the soft stool beside him and summoned the scarlet notebook again.

Looking carefully, I found that the three talents had no change and no new talents appeared. I couldn't help but shake my head helplessly, skipping over 3,000 percent of the skill of martial arts, and turning the page directly.

It’s really another village!

The sudden surprise almost made Jevre jump three times.

The first few items of the bloodline belong to have not changed, but the Master of Food suddenly increased from 2:01/10,000 to 201.

This matter has doubled!

No wonder my strength has improved so much, it must be related to the purification of the bloodline of the Lord of Food.

As expected, he is worthy of being a great existence and a strong man standing at the top of the Heru Continent.

Two points of improvement will benefit you a lot.

However, Jefrey really couldn't understand whether this was the purification caused by the advancement of martial arts or some unknown reasons.

After all, when you have improved from the first level to the lower level, such a good thing has not happened!

If I couldn't figure it out, Jevre was too lazy to think about it. Even the magical incident of soul penetration happened to him, so what else should I make a fuss about?

The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. It’s better to enjoy the present with peace of mind.

Moreover, in the eyes of real power, the mere peak combat power of the level is not an ant, and you can blow countless people to death in one breath.

After taking out a few pieces of secret barbecue that he had been instructed many times, secretly gave Rurons a passing grade in cooking, Jevrey chewed it voraciously.

Just kidding, you think it's not going to take any energy if you break through your strength?

Jevre is not yet able to directly use energy to not eat or drink.
To be continued...