Douluo Dragon King: I, the wielder of the Holy Sword, will vanquish all evil.

Chapter 100 Hehe, I must survive!

"No need to wait." Makino grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Su Qiu's pupils contracted sharply. Relying on his intuition, he barely sensed a blur approaching him.

He instantly channeled his soul power, and the pale golden phantom of the holy sword solidified instantly, blocking in front of him.

"clang--!"

With a deafening roar, Su Qiu felt a terrifying force surge into his body through the holy sword, as if his internal organs had been struck by a heavy hammer. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out blood.

He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily against the stone wall of the training ground, sending up a shower of rubble.

Su Qiu disconnected.

Completely passed out.

"Impressive. You even managed to react." Mu Ye first praised Su Qiu, who had fainted, then stepped forward and helped him up.

Throw it into the prepared medicine pool.

The medicinal pool was specially prepared by Mu Ye for Su Qiu, combining dozens of rare and precious herbs and the essence of soul beasts, ensuring that Su Qiu would not die no matter what.

As soon as Su Qiu was thrown into the medicinal pool, the warm liquid instantly enveloped him, like countless tiny warm currents seeping into his pores, traveling along his meridians, and repairing his damaged internal organs and bones.

Standing by the medicinal pool, Mu Ye watched as Su Qiu's pale face gradually regained its rosy hue, a relieved smile appearing on his lips: "Just as I expected. She's recovering quite quickly."

Not long after, Su Qiu slowly opened his eyes. He moved his fingers and found that the excruciating pain all over his body had disappeared, replaced by a warm and comfortable feeling.

"I'm alive?"

Su Qiu muttered to herself, struggling to sit up from the medicinal pool and looking down at her body.

Its body, which was originally on the verge of collapse, is now completely intact and even more resilient than before.

"Oh, you're awake. Let's continue."

A voice, like the whisper of a demon, came from behind.

Su Qiu had just climbed out of the medicinal pool, her body still covered in wet medicinal liquid, when she saw Mu Ye already in a fighting stance, his fists clenched so tightly they were cracking.

He shivered, and before he could speak, Mu Ye's figure had already disappeared again.

"puff--"

Mu Ye punched him in the chest, this time harder than the last time. Su Qiu was sent flying backward and crashed into the medicine pool, splashing a lot of water, and then fainted again.

Su Qiu reconnects. Su Qiu disconnects.

When Su Qiu woke up again, she immediately got into a fighting stance, only to find that Mu Ye had already prepared a table full of dishes and placed them in front of her.

"Let's eat first."

"It's lunchtime now, eat first and then we'll fight."

Su Qiu froze, looking at the steaming dishes on the table, the rich aroma filling her nostrils.

The rich soup made from the meat of a thousand-year-old soul beast, along with several medicinal dishes containing pure blood and qi, made his mouth water.

He then realized that his stomach was empty; he had been repeatedly knocked unconscious and treated for his injuries, and hadn't had time to eat at all.

As my tense nerves relaxed, I suddenly felt hungry.

"What are you standing there for? Sit down and eat."

Mu Ye picked up his chopsticks and took a piece of soul beast meat first. "I made these especially for you. They replenish your qi and blood, and are even more effective than the medicinal pool. You need to be full to have the strength to take a beating, or rather, to cultivate."

Su Qiu's lips twitched, and she didn't bother to complain.

Rice is the most important thing.

He plopped down at the table, picked up his chopsticks, and began to wolf down his food.

The soul beast meat melted in the mouth, and the rich energy slid down the throat into the stomach, instantly turning into a warm current that nourished the limbs and bones, and the lingering fatigue dissipated.

However, Su Qiu ate slower and slower.

It wasn't that he was full; rather, he suddenly realized that he would be beaten to death after finishing his meal.

This is a last meal before someone's execution!

Makino raised an eyebrow: "If you don't finish eating now, then don't eat anymore. Let's start early."

Su Qiu jolted awake and quickly sped up her chopsticks, swallowing incoherently with her mouth full of food: "No, no, no! Finish eating right now!"

Ah, the familiar ceiling.
When Su Qiu woke up again, she couldn't remember how many times this had happened. Memories of the previous times flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.

He was sent flying by Makino's punch.

His bones were crushed by the pressure of his soul, and he couldn't get up.

On one occasion, he was even thrown into a freezing pool full of ice spikes, enduring the icy cold while being beaten.

Each time, he would faint, then wake up in the medicinal pool, repeating the cycle endlessly.

Makino's punches grew heavier with each blow, ensuring Su Qiu could feel the approach of death.

"Don't just stand there," Makino's voice came from the pond. "Come and eat."

Su Qiu walked over with a blank expression.

Halfway through the meal, I asked, "How much longer will this last?"

“Not long,” Makino said casually. “Forty-nine days in total.”

"Forty-nine days?!"

Su Qiu's chopsticks fell to the table with a "clatter," and her lifeless pupils finally showed a slight fluctuation. She froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

He counted on his fingers and realized he had only endured one day, with more than forty-eight days remaining.

And every day, they have to go through a cycle of being knocked unconscious, receiving medical treatment, eating their last meal, and then being knocked unconscious again.
He picked up his chopsticks and mechanically stuffed food into his mouth. The rich energy of the soul beast meat flowed through his body, but it couldn't warm his cold heart.

Hehehe, I must survive!

Day 49.

As the morning light pierced the thin mist over the training ground, Su Qiu was awakened by the scalding hot medicinal liquid in the medicinal pool.

He struggled to sit up, his muscles no longer aching as before, but with a firmness forged after being on the verge of their limit. The soul power in his meridians was like a rushing river, carrying an unstoppable momentum.

Is he about to break through and break out of control?

wrong!

Something's about to come out!
A high-level power gradually surged within his body.

Su Qiu suddenly understood.

That is the power of the red dragon.

coming soon!
Makino, who had been observing, was also slightly surprised. He hadn't expected that, contrary to his expectations, the power within Su Qiu's body did not appear at level forty.

Instead, it appeared first, and then led Su Qiu to break through to level 40.

In fact, the reason is very simple.

Su Qiu has been on the verge of death countless times during this period, and he fears he will die if the power of the Red Dragon doesn't emerge soon.

Red Dragon: You're a real troublemaker. Go ahead and cause trouble, who can outdo you?
The high-level power within his body erupted like a volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years.

It was not a violent impact, but a gentle torrent carrying an ancient and majestic aura, spreading along the meridians to every part of the body.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A strong, powerful heartbeat gradually began to sound.

The heartbeat grew louder and louder, like the booming of war drums.

With each heartbeat, an even more powerful surge of red-gold energy erupts from the heart.

Makino, who was standing to the side, was shocked.

A moment later, he suddenly frowned.

Something feels wrong.

Makino sensed another high-level force.

His brows furrowed deeper and deeper. The second high-level power he sensed did not originate from Su Qiu's body, but rather from the outside world, from the heavens!

He looked up suddenly.

In an instant, the mighty power of heaven descended!

That is the consciousness of the Douluo Continent.

(End of this chapter)