my body has no limits

Chapter 555
Although he felt that his legs were a little weak, Yang Ding insisted on walking to the side of the Tempering Sword Stone, and cut open the wound on his wrist.

Thank you for your hard work, my wrist, I will remember your achievements, and I will buy you the most expensive skin care products in the future to take good care of you.

Normally, blood accounts for about 7.2% of a person's body. Yang Ding weighs [-] kilograms, and the blood in his body is about [-] kilograms.

According to the principle that losing 30.00% of blood will lead to coma and death gradually, and losing 40.00% of blood will cause immediate death, an ordinary person weighing 2160 kilograms will gradually die if he loses [-] ml of blood.

So how far can Yang Ding, who is an extraordinary person, go?

About 50.00%.

If he concentrates on controlling his body, he can survive losing half of his body's blood in a short period of time.

But it will become very weak, and nutrition and blood must be replenished as soon as possible.

The Tempering Sword Stone can hold about [-] milliliters of blood, so Yang Ding has lost almost [-]% of his blood now, and he can still fill the Tempering Sword Stone four times.

Fortunately, Zhang Jiefang had just brought him a lot of supplements, and Yang Ding recovered some of his blood after speeding up his digestion.

But even if he took supplements after bleeding like this, sat down to rest, and then started bleeding again, Yang Ding would not be able to persist until the eighth tempering.

After the second bloodletting, Yang Ding's lips were slightly pale, and it could be seen that his body had begun to suffer from ischemia.

"Uncle Mo, how many more times do you need to let it go?"

Yang Ding adjusted to his physical condition for a while, then walked to Uncle Mo and asked softly.

How could Uncle Mo care about him at this time, he continued to carve patterns on the Tempering Sword Stone, and would put some materials in the stone groove under the Tempering Sword Stone from time to time.

"It's coming soon, you go to rest first."

Uncle Mo just wanted to send Yang Ding away as soon as possible without affecting his work.

Yang Ding, who did not get an accurate answer, could only go to eat first. If this time was not enough, he would have to prepare for the next bloodletting, so he should eat something first to recover his blood.

However, such rapid blood loss not only damages the body, but also promotes it.

Ordinary people donating blood several times can also promote the activity of hematopoietic stem cells, which is beneficial to the body and mind.

After Yang Ding broke through the limit last time, weight training had little effect on him. Even though his weight was already the heaviest under a suitable size, it still couldn't exert pressure on his body.

So Yang Ding felt that it would take a long time for his body to reach the next limit.

Unexpectedly, these two quick bloodlettings made him feel that his body began to quickly approach the limit value again, ten times faster than the speed during the previous exercise.

Let it go!

As long as you don't let it dry, let it go.

Yang Ding is going all out, in order to prepare for the next bloodletting, he eats faster.

This time, he no longer focused on whether the food was delicious, but chose to eat nutritious, blood-enriching supplements and medicinal materials.

What is appetite?
Getting stronger is the most intense pleasure!
Yang Ding eats and eats like crazy, and at the same time, stimulates his stomach, frantically crushing, digesting, and absorbing all kinds of supplements and herbs that have been eaten into his stomach.

"Yang Ding, it's your turn!"

This time, Uncle Mo's voice was no longer the voice of a demon in Yang Ding's ears. Although it was far from the fairy voice, it did not make him feel resistant.

"coming!"

Yang Ding stood up from the table, walked to the Tempering Sword Stone, cut open his wrist, and bled...

"Okay, come here first and go to rest."

Yang Ding covered his numb left hand and went back to the table to sit down, and began to stuff things into his mouth with his right hand, starting binge eating mode.

"Yang Ding, come here!"

"it is good."

After bloodletting, come back and eat like crazy...

"Yang Ding..."

"it is good……"

Float over, float back, eat like crazy...

"Yang..."

"..."

……

In less than an hour, Yang Ding ran back and forth six times.

There are six scars neatly arranged on his left arm.

Cut, close, cut, close in a short time...

Let the scar on his left arm be indelible in a short time.

These scars are still a small matter, but the big thing is that the blood content in his body has almost reached the critical point.

Twice, at most two times, if it still can't meet the needs of refining the new dragon teeth, Yang Ding will have to consider whether to change weapons.

Sure enough, the birth of every magic weapon is not so easy.

Before the new dragon tooth was born, it had already seriously injured its owner. It was really fierce enough to hurt itself before hurting others!
"Uncle Mo, how many times does the new dragon tooth need to be tempered before it can be used?"

This time it was Zhang Jiefang who was watching from the sidelines who asked the question.

He saw that Yang Ding released so much blood six times in a row, his heart turned cold.

Looking at Yang Ding who couldn't even stand still, he felt the need to come up and ask.

Uncle Mo also had a serious face at this time, what he wanted to see was the new dragon tooth taking the lead, not Yang Ding falling down.

The ferocity of Xinlongya was somewhat beyond his expectation.

Uncle Mo has finished drawing all the patterns at this time, and as long as the blood meets the needs of blood refining, the refining can be completed smoothly.

But can Yang Ding provide enough blood?
He has now lost over 40.00% of his blood.

Even with enough supplements, Yang Ding's body temperature has now reached more than 40 degrees, and his body is working overload.

Uncle Mo carefully observed the new dragon tooth in the Tempering Sword Stone, and finally gave a reply, "Two more times are needed, and after two times, the new dragon tooth will definitely be able to complete the tempering."

This is the confidence that his decades of forging experience gave him.

Zhang Jiefang believed in Uncle Mo's words, but there was still a question, could Yang Ding insist on bleeding twice?
"Yang Ding, can you still hold on?"

Zhang Jiefang walked up to Yang Ding and asked with concern.

Yang Ding had no time to answer Zhang Jiefang's question now. He stuffed herbs into his mouth and nodded, indicating that he had no problem.

He also felt ruthless in his heart, he bled out six times, not bad for the last two times, he just ate a few more grass roots!
I am determined!

"Yang Ding, come here."

At this time, Uncle Mo's voice calling Yang Ding also became lower, not as loud as it was at the beginning, as if the voice would knock him down.

Yang Ding walked firmly to the Tempering Sword Stone, and decisively cut the seventh wound.

"Brother Zhang, medicine!"

Yang Ding was bleeding while taking medicine.

"All right!"

Looking at the refilled Tempering Sword Stone, Uncle Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

Is this enough?
Enough is enough!Hope that's enough.

It's over, it's not enough.

Uncle Mo carefully observed the reaction of the new dragon tooth in the Tempering Sword Stone.

It was found that the blood was not enough.

Yang Ding came back with a grass root in his mouth, "Come on, I've released it seven times, this time is not bad."

Uncle Mo didn't let him do it immediately, but stared seriously into his eyes, "Are you really okay?"

A smile appeared on Yang Ding's pale face, "Okay, why not? A man can't say no!"

Uncle Mo: It seems that you are really good at it, and you can still joke at this time.

bring it on!The eighth bloodletting begins.

(End of this chapter)