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Though Qian Jin had exited the endless world, the pain in his body didn’t disappear immediately. The pain, which when converted to strength, was capable of turning tens of thousands of houses into rubble had been alleviated greatly, but was still beyond his tolerance.

"My friend! What’s wrong with you my comrade?" Duren Burg gazed at Qian Jin in astonishment before wearing an angry face, "Who was that? Who made that sneak attack on you! Tell me and I will get revenge for you! How dare he do it! Who dares molest my cigarette warehouse?"

Cigarette warehouse? Qian Jin screwed his lips, wondering what he was talking about. Qian Jin raised his hand, swept away the sweat that had perspired out of his forehead, looked Duren Burg up and down, and asked in a faint voice, "Are you a bloodline warrior?"

"Oh? You’re a quick one!" Duren Burg thumbed up, "I exerted a small amount of bloodline power out of fear just now and took it back instantly. How did you notice?"

"Duren..." Qian Jin recalled his name as uttered by the general and pondered on it, "It seems to me that there isn’t a family holding a bloodline ancestry that bears such a name."

"That’s right." Duren Burg said, smiling as he continued, "I am a strange creature as my mother was born to a bloodline family and she possessed no bloodline power. But unfathomably, I had that power and those patriarchs called for me to come back. Would I? Will I? Damn them! They sold my mother to others as a concubine! They want me back now?!"

Duren Burg was laughing, as loud as he could. But Qian Jin felt no traces of joy, but anger and hatred.

That had often been seen in Zence Empire, including but not limited to bloodline warrior families. Some other big merchant families also displayed such drama.

"Hehe...in fact it’s fine." Duren Burg lit up a cigarette with the fire rod, and smiled faintly, "I feel indebted to this bloodline power as no one in the Duren Family dares get on the wrong side of me. I am the future of Duren Family!"

Qian Jin took out another packet of cigarettes and mimicked what Duren Burg had done, and lit up one, which made him cough immediately.

"It turns out that I’m really unsuited for it." Qian Jin pinched off his cigarette and threw the cigarette packet which had been opened to Duren Burg, whose eyes were closely locked on that packet.

Duren Burg approached Qian Jin after tucking away the cigarette, "Is this to say, chatting could be exchanged for cigarettes? How about me telling you something more about Qi Joen? I swear that after hearing it you will..."

"Get out!"

Qian Jin started considering whether Duren Burg was Rollin in a different skin. Apart from their differences in figure and power, they were so identical that he felt like kicking him away whenever he came within his sight.

"Oh, all right."Duren Burg scratched his head, "I have too many things to say while your offering of cigarettes may not be sufficient. It seems that you are quite satisfied with me."

Qian Jin was completely speechless. This guy possessed not only a natural affiliation towards others, but the extreme narcissism which Rollin lacked!

"Oh another thing..."Duren Burg looked at Qian Jin again, "You have a warrior dimension? You need to be watchful of it. Though it cannot be taken out of your body, you still have to try hiding it from others, as there are quite a lot of people who have distorted minds, holding a green eye on the things they themselves cannot possess."

"I know." Qian Jin leaned across the haystacks around the corner, "I showed you this because you like one of my friends and for you sincerity. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have let you know my secret."

"Really?" Duren Burg was excited, "Is your friend as handsome as me? Where is he? How could there be someone who is as perfect as me? I want to see him, please help introduce me to him."

Qian Jin pointed to the roof, "He has returned to the stars. If you want to meet him, just find a knife and cut your throat."

...

Duren Burg was set in silence, a state that was rarely seen in him. Qian Jin’s words didn’t hear melancholic, but those sentimental could feel his sorrow of losing a bosom friend.

"It seems that in order to dispel your loneliness your friend went to the Deity of Stars and had a discussion with him. Destiny has arranged for our encounter. Rest assured! I will continue performing perfectly."

"One more thing." Duren Burg changed the topic, "When you screamed just now, it seemed to me that your warrior power...I’m not sure whether I sensed wrong but I feel that the force at that moment has reached that of a level 9 demon fighter?"

Qian Jin took another several glance at Duren Burg. His level 9 energy had appeared for only an instant. In Fabreidis’s words, the immediate unleashing and disappearing of warrior power was a sign of lacking self-control. To many people, his self-control abilities had reached such a level that the generating and vanishing processes of his warrior power couldn’t be felt. However, this person could not only sense the process, but even catch traces of his level 9 warrior power.

"That’s right."

"Ouch! That’s true?" Playfulness vanished from Duren Burg’s face, instead, he wore a look of astonishment! Infinite astonishment! Becoming a level 9 demon fighter at such an age! Few bloodline warriors could manage that!

"This also needs to be hidden from others." Duren Burg looked at Qian Jin with a serious face, "You’d better keep it a secret. Of course, when you are admitted into Punitive Expedition Academy, you don’t need to keep it a secret since you are backed by an advanced academy."

"Have you ever heard of a Hydra bloodline warrior?"

Qian Jin turned his head at Duren Burg. Seldom would a bloodline warrior tell others his true identity. This was because hiding your bloodline power would generate heavier chances of victory on the battlefield. If a bloodline warrior told someone else about his bloodline power, that meant he was trying to befriend that person.

Duren Burg patted his chest, stood up, and shook his body fiercely! The bloodline power store inside him was released instantly, with which his warrior power increased exponentially and he himself had transformed from a level 1 demon fighter...into a level 2 demon fighter...then a level 3 demon fighter...and eventually a level 6 demon fighter!

His eyes, which were like black onyxes, were devoid of all whiteness. The eyeballs of this hydra serpent bloodline warrior seemed to have crystallized, of which a dark black hue took over his eyes.

Just in the blink of an eye, Duren Burg’s body was covered by a thin but stiff layer of black scales! The nails of each of his forefinger bounced up, looking just like the poison fangs of a venomous serpent!

Bloodline warrior! Hydra bloodline warrior! Duren Burg told Qian Jin by his action that he wasn’t lying about his true identity of being a Hydra bloodline warrior, which was second only to ultimate bloodline warriors!

The power owned by bloodline warriors differed greatly from strongest to weakest. It stood as the natural threshold for nearly all bloodline warriors in terms of awakening. Never had a bloodline warrior born out of the three ultimate supreme bloodline families in both humans and demons realms entered into ultimate awakening.

A number of the Hydra Serpent bloodline warriors had reached the Heaven Awakening, a level of awakening second only to the Ultimate Awakening! Henceforth, Hydra bloodline warriors marked one of the eight super-class bloodline warriors of Zence Empire, following the Elf king bloodline, Trihead Golden Dragon bloodline and Ares bloodline.

Qian Jin felt unexpected to have come across a Hydra Serpent bloodline warrior in this place, and what’s more, Duren Burg, someone who wasn’t born to a Hydra bloodline warrior family, had gained level 6 demon fighter strength when he opened up his primary awakening bloodline warrior power!

Bloodline warriors! Towered there as an insurmountable wall for ordinary warriors.

Duren Burg took back his roaring warrior power, returned to normal and looked at Qian Jin, "You really are a monster. As a Hydra Serpent bloodline warrior of primary awakening, I still fall behind you. How do you train yourself?"

"Practice hard." Qian Jin gave a simple reply.

"I’m also practicing hard." Duren Burg said straight and firm, "Since I also want to be a great warrior, practicing hard is inevitable."

Qian Jin, after having a careful look back on what he had gone through in the past two years, said, "By risking your life."

"Day by day." Qian Jin added something to his short answer, while concealing the fact that he had been practicing 16 hours more at the risk of his life every day. Without inborn advantages of bloodline power, he had to spare no efforts to catch up with the privileged ones.

Practicing 16 hours more each day for entirely two years equals an extra training of four years than others!

"Risk my life?"

Duren Burg couldn’t understand as the special training he imposed on himself could torture a living man into a deceased ghost. In what way didn’t it deserve the title of risking life? How could there be any training that took an even higher risk of life?

"What about going out someday and having a friendly fight?" Duren Burg looked at Qian Jin with an excited face.

"No problem." Qian Jin also wanted to see with his own eyes the difference in bloodline power of the Hydra bloodline, one of the ten legendary super-class bloodlines.

After chatting for another while, they started their daily drilling. As warriors, they didn’t slacken honing themselves even when they were put in confinement.

At the corner of the Reventment Camp, a young warrior was conducting drilling, carrying heavy stones on his back and holding a wood blade in his hands, with hundreds of veterans circling around him. Sweat poured off all over his body.

Aliku gazed at the young warrior from afar, and felt appreciative about his figure which was of standard warrior level: elastic muscles called out explosive strength, fingers poked long, and the skin of his palm looked a little rough, if not rougher than the back of his hands. All of these were the traces of harsh drilling.

Fanta Kunge!The pride of Fanta Family! Number one candidate in Jinsey State’s general exam!Aliku smiled with sheer confidence. As for Qian Jin of Oakland city? I don’t care whether you are the predictable demon fighter, you are doomed to fail this time! Since my students don’t have the chance to take part in the general exam, you shall also drop down in school for another year!

Confronted with the besieging of a hundred warriors, and the burden of the heavy stones on his back, Fanta Kunge was finally beaten down on the ground by tens of bamboo blades and wooden guns.

But before his falling, nearly ten veterans with illustrious warring experience collapsed onto the ground.

"Powerful! So powerful! He deserves to be the star of future from a civil God of War family!" Aliku applauded fiercely, and then run out while shouting loud, "The offspring of the Fanta Family is by no doubt strong and powerful."