Zhao Lei was stunned and said in disbelief: "What, what? Brother Changsheng, are you kidding me?"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Gu Changsheng said helplessly, "The bloody handprint you practice is an extremely sinister kung fu. I thought it was going to use external objects to practice, but I didn't expect that what it was relying on was you!"

"I?"

Zhao Lei pointed at himself, puzzled.

"Get up, since I will tell you, there is naturally a way to save you."

Gu Changsheng said to Zhao Lei, "Although this bloody handprint is extremely vicious, fortunately you are still one step away and you haven't turned all of yourself in."

"If you wait until you break through the level 50 soul king level, the realm of the Blood Handprint will surely break through together. At that time, you will be exhausted and you will never be saved."

After hearing this, Zhao Lei felt cold sweat. He had been arrogant and happy for a long time with the power of the bloody handprints for so many years, but he didn't expect that he would be at the cost of his life.

At this time, he thought that Zhu Zhuqing's palm technique was as powerful as his bloody handprints, and her age was obviously younger than him!

Gu Changsheng would definitely not make her stronger by damaging Zhu Zhuqing. From this point of view, since Zhu Zhuqing can become stronger, he might be safe and sound.

"Brother Changsheng, is there any way you can save me?" Zhao Lei said with hope.

Gu Changsheng took out a secret book from behind him. Zhao Lei looked at the three bright words "Yiyang Finger" on it, not knowing what he intended.

"When you practice this bloody handprint, you should first hurt yourself, then hurt others, and then let you change your skills now, which is equivalent to nullifying all your cultivation and making you a mortal. Are you willing?" Gu Changsheng asked.

Zhao Lei naturally did not want to go from a master to a mere mortal, even if it was to save his life.

"So I teach you this book "Yiyang Finger". It is similar to the practice method of blood handprints, but it is a famous Dharma that will not damage your roots."

Gu Changsheng said, and took out another secret book.

"At the same time, if you practice the Nine Yang Divine Arts hard, you can resolve the negative effects brought by the One Yang Finger, and at the same time strengthen the foundation and improve your physical fitness."

"When you practice the Nine Yang Divine Art to the second level and the One Yang finger has a two or three-minute fire, you can restore your current strength, but how long it will take depends on your understanding."

Zhao Lei looked at the two secret books in his hand, and the gratitude in his heart was hard to express. This was the first time he felt the care of others, which made him feel like he belonged.

"Brother Changsheng, thank you for saving my life! I, Zhao Lei, swear to the sky that I will be loyal to you in this life. If you betray me, you will not die well!"

Zhao Lei said solemnly.

"Okay, just have this kind of heart."

Gu Changsheng waved his hand and said, "At your age, you can be considered a genius. You should find a college and study hard."

Then Gu Changsheng turned around and left here without stopping.

He believes that the system's vision of people is that Zhao Lei will definitely help him in the future.

When he came to the outside of the Great Soul Fighting Arena, Zhu Zhuqing was still waiting for him, but in addition to her, there was also a tall man who surrounded her.

"How is it, beauties, please give me some face and go to have a meal with me. A beauties like you and have such strength, so you should be worthy of a hero like me!"

The man said eagerly, his eyes constantly scanning Zhu Zhuqing's body, as if he was about to eat her.

Zhu Zhuqing has always been too lazy to pay attention to such people, so she just has a cold face and says nothing without saying anything. But who knew that Zhu Zhuqing's appearance made the man think that he had a chance, so he became more attentive.

"Hahaha, beauty, don't be shy. In this big fighting spirit arena, who doesn't know my name, Jinhe, and I promise not to treat you badly!"

The man named Jinhe said, getting closer to Zhu Zhuqing, and his malicious eyes became more and more scorching.

"And, I have stronger skills in that aspect! I will definitely not forget me!"

This is equivalent to a direct insult. What Zhu Zhuqing hates the most is that someone insults himself like this, and he can't help but say coldly: "Get out!"

"Oh? The little girl is quite tempered, but it doesn't matter. My favorite is such a woman. This is enough!" Jin He said with a laugh.

"If you don't get out, you will definitely die and look ugly." Zhu Zhuqing said.

"Ah? Hahaha, in this great soul fighting arena, who dares to go against me, Jinhe? I am one of the only two golden soul fighting spirits in the Soul Sect realm!"

Jinhe said arrogantly.

When Zhu Zhuqing heard that Jin He was actually a golden soul fighting spirit, he couldn't help but be stunned. Unlike the silver soul fighting spirit that could accumulate by time, the golden soul fighting spirit is really a real victory by relying on strength to win in order to become a succession so quickly.

This undoubtedly shows that at least at the level of the Soul Sect, this Jinhe already represents the highest strength in the Great Soul Fighting Arena. In such a place where fighting makes a living, it also shows that the Jinhe is extremely powerful.

But even so, Zhu Zhuqing would never bow to a scumbag. Even if there was a titled Douluo standing in front of him and dared to insult him like this, Zhu Zhuqing would attack the other party.

So Zhu Zhuqing did not hesitate anymore and made a palm, covering Jin He's chest with a green light, intending to give him a fatal blow.

But what Zhu Zhuqing didn't expect was that a golden light flashed on Jin He's body, and he had no reaction when he hit him with his palm.

"Hehe, is this your ability? It's almost the same for me to massage!"

Jin He said, reaching out to grab Zhu Zhuqing's hand. Zhu Zhuqing hurriedly jumped backward and retreated from Jin He's attack range.

"Hahaha, little beauty, don't run away, play with me, uncle!" Jin He said, his muscles tense, and he was about to pounce on him and grab Zhu Zhuqing in his hand.

But at this moment, Jin He's movements suddenly stopped, his muscles tightened, and he didn't dare to relax at all, and his face changed to a terrified expression.

Because in Jinhe's instinctive sensing, he seemed to be targeted by a very huge and terrifying existence, as if there was a huge phantom appearing behind him. As long as he acted a little, his body and head would be different immediately.

This is a warrior who has experienced many battles, and his most instinctive intuition is like the instinct of a wild animal!

Although Jinhe is rude, he can become a golden soul fighting spirit. This is a warrior who has experienced many battles. His most instinctive intuition is just like the instinct of a wild animal!

Although Jinhe is rude, he is definitely not an incompetent person to be able to become a golden fighting soul.

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Chapter completed!