Douluo blood duke

Chapter 57 Family Inheritance and Special Training

In the hall, Zhang Heng sat on the main seat, Mia and Zhang Heng each sat on the first chair on the left and right, and Mia arranged for the rest of the people to wash up. At this time, there were only three of them in the hall.

After sitting firmly, Zhang Heng looked up and moved between the two of them.

I saw Mia and Zhang Meng looking at each other, as if they were communicating silently.

"Well, Grandpa Meng, Sister Mia, just tell me what you have, there are no outsiders here."

Zhang Heng spoke out cautiously, interrupting their gaze.

Zhang Meng smiled, turned to Mia and said, "Girl Mia, you go ahead."

After Mia looked at him and nodded, she turned to look at Zhang Heng and said.

"Master, you have already gone through the first and second rounds of the talent training program, so I will tell you the third round's assessment method now."

"it is good."

After Zhang Heng nodded his head in response, he sat up straight and listened carefully to what Mia had to say.

Mia took a deep breath and said.

"Young master, I told you before that this genius training plan was designed by His Majesty, Duke Zhu and your father. Your Majesty designed this first round of assessment, mainly for talent, and Duke Zhu designed it. In the second round, the assessment is on combat ability, survivability, and coordination ability, and the third round was designed by your father himself."

"And this round, the main test is will and determination."

"Will and determination!"

With a tense face, Zhang Heng read in a low voice.

"That's right, it's will and determination."

Mia nodded and said: "Your father believes that a soul master's talent and ability cannot be fully realized in a normal state. He said that the true strength of a soul master can only be displayed when he is in a desperate situation, so The location of the third round of assessment is not in the real world."

"It's in a fantasy space called the Corridor of Despair. Only those who can persist in the Corridor of Despair for more than half an hour can truly become a member of the genius training plan."

"But the requirement of insisting on half an hour is only a requirement for ordinary people, young master, if you want to clear the customs, you must meet one condition, and that is to go to the end of the Corridor of Despair."

"what!"

Zhang Heng looked at the solemn Mia in puzzlement, and asked a puzzled question.

"why!"

"Because you are at the helm of the Zhang family's generation."

Zhang Meng answered for Mia out loud. He stood up, walked to Zhang Heng's side, stared at him seriously, and after a while, suddenly smiled wryly.

"Master, do you know why His Majesty can agree to your request that you don't want to become the Duke now?"

Zhang Heng's expression tightened, and he shook his head slightly.

Zhang Meng exhaled lightly, and said slowly: "In addition to his friendship with your father, I think he is also afraid of the inheritance of our Zhang family, and not only him, but every emperor will treat our Zhang family's heritage with respect." We are afraid of inheritance, because it is the foundation of our Zhang family's foothold, and it is the biggest basis for our Zhang family to share the power of Xingluo with the Zhu and Dai families."

Hearing Zhang Meng's words, Zhang Heng's heart trembled slightly. He had never heard of the inheritance of the Zhang family before.

"What is that so-called inheritance?"

"I don't know."

Zhang Meng shook his head and said.

"I don't know!"

Zhang Heng's eyes widened.

"Well, because I know about the existence of inheritance from your grandfather. As for what inheritance is, I have never seen it, and I am not qualified to see it. Now on the Douluo Continent, only you, young master, have that kind of inheritance." qualifications."

"Um, well, then where is the inheritance!"

Zhang Heng looked at Zhang Meng and asked.

Zhang Meng didn't answer him, but looked at Mia at the side.

Zhang Heng turned his gaze back to Mia, and Mia said seriously, "The inheritance was placed at the end of the Corridor of Despair by your father."

"what!"

He stared at Mia with wide eyes and exclaimed.

Mia nodded and continued: "Although I don't know why your father did that, the inheritance is indeed at the end of the Corridor of Despair. I have been there before, but as Grandpa Meng said, I am not qualified to touch it."

"Master, the result of this assessment will determine your future. If you can obtain the inheritance, we can continue to maintain our current life. Everything can continue according to your plan, but if you do not obtain the inheritance. It is estimated that His Majesty will force you to ascend the throne, after all, if you ascend the throne now, you can only obtain the title of Duke, which is obviously the best result for the Dai and Zhu families."

Zhang Meng looked at Zhang Heng seriously and said.

Zhang Heng scratched his head, and the two uncles who had smiled kindly at him when they met in the past appeared in his mind. For some reason, when he thinks of their smiles now, no matter how he looks at them, there is a trace of weirdness and indifference.

He felt as if an invisible vortex had appeared around him, squeezing his chest so that he could barely breathe.

"Grandpa Meng, don't scare the young master."

Mia saw Zhang Heng breathing heavily and sweating profusely, stepped forward to wipe his sweat with distress, and said softly: "Young master, don't put too much pressure on you, don't worry, if you don't get the inheritance, then rely on Considering your father's friendship with His Majesty and Duke Zhu, they will not let you be wronged, and what you lose is just some so-called power."

"No, Miss Mia."

Zhang Heng bowed his head in silence for a moment, then raised his head suddenly, stretched out his hand to grab the arm in front of his forehead, turned his head to look at Mia, looked up at Zhang Meng, and said, "I can't lose everything that should be mine, I can't be The sinners of the Zhang family cannot let the Zhang family decline in my generation, Grandpa Meng, please help me."

"Master."

Mia looked at him worriedly, holding his cold hand tightly on her chest with both hands.

"Okay, since the young master is so determined, then the old man will not leave. I will give the young master some special training in these seven days. Young master, don't complain about suffering in these seven days."

"Come on, Grandpa Meng."

Seven days later, in the early morning, a ray of golden light shot from the sky, outside a small courtyard.

The two sisters, Mia and Mina, stood at the door, with three pairs of eyes fixed on the closed wooden door.

Not long after, a clear sound came from the wooden door, and Mia walked forward while clutching the hem of the skirt tightly.

When she arrived, the door was wide open, and Zhang Heng came out. He looked like a patient who had just recovered from a serious illness, his face was pale and his steps were weak, but only he knew that he was in very good health now, and Not just the body.

For six days, Zhang Meng locked him in a room. For six whole days, he never drank a drop of water, ate a grain of rice, or closed his eyes for even a moment. Zhang Meng didn't show any mercy to the title Douluo's imposing coercion, when he almost doubted whether he could survive, the seventh day came.

Seeing Zhang Heng coming out, Mia stepped forward to help him, but was stopped by Zhang Heng. He stretched out his hand to block Mia, his voice was hoarse, but he spoke to her very clearly.

"Sister Mia, prepare me a bowl of rice porridge and add some lean meat, can you?"

"All right, young master."

"Mina, go and help me prepare some bath water. I'll take a bath later."

"Yes, sir."

"Millie, help me call Xue'er and Chu Yu."

"Yes, sir."

"Master, you."

"I'm really fine, Miss Mia."

Zhang Heng knew what she was worried about. After all, except for food and water, he hadn't had a drop of blood in his throat in the past six days. At this moment, his bloodthirsty desire had turned into a demon, whispering in his ear, trying to lure He did some irrational things, but now Zhang Heng's will has been tempered enough to ignore the influence of that bloodthirsty desire.

For him now, if he wants to suck blood, that is what he really wants, and if he doesn't want to suck blood, he can completely restrain himself, and will no longer be affected by that desire.

Mia opened her mouth and didn't speak. After looking at Zhang Heng worriedly, she nodded and walked away.

Zhang Heng watched her figure disappear around the corner, and sighed softly. When he looked up again, a red light flashed in his eyes. At this time, a sparrow flew by in the air, and it looked down at the person standing at the door. Zhang Heng.

When it lowered its head, Zhang Heng just raised his head, that is, at the moment when he caught a glimpse of Zhang Heng's eyes, a chill emanated from its young heart, and instantly froze its whole body. It seemed to see a burly, covered in blood plasma, possessing the ability to destroy heaven and earth, and exude infinite murderous aura.

After releasing the murderous aura that he had held back for a long time, Zhang Heng felt his body empty, staggered, and almost fell to the ground. He quickly reached out and grabbed the door frame beside him, and with a light force, his fingers pierced into the door frame. After standing firmly , he chuckled twice, shook his head, leaned on the wall, and walked towards his yard.

Back at the gate of the yard, he opened the door and went in, and saw Mina walking towards the washroom next to her with a basin of hot water.

"Master, you are back, the water is ready."

After Mina stood there and put the water aside, she hurried over to support Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng took a deep breath and glanced at her, nodded, turned around and closed the door, hugged her in his arms, and leaned out. tusks.

After 2 minutes, he let go of Mina. Seeing her dazed and bewildered look, he reached out and touched her head, then walked to the bathroom.

He just sucked 5.00% of the blood in Mina's body, and he felt that the humming in his ears was much smaller, and his body strength also recovered a lot, but his desire to suck blood didn't decrease by half.

"It's not enough, it's not enough."

Zhang Heng soaked his whole body in the bathtub. In the past six days, his will has been tempered enough. He feels that he can control his bloodthirsty desire. This is because he can stop the desire to get more blood from Mina's body just now. Thoughts can be proved, but at the same time, his desire for blood seems to be a little deeper.

It's not the desire for blood that comes from simply wanting to suck blood, but the desire to become stronger, the desire for powerful power, or ambition, has completely taken root in his heart.

He never wanted to sink into that oppressive feeling again.

After some washing, he put on clean clothes under Mina's clothes, and Mi Li brought Yun Xue and Chu Yu who were still rubbing their eyes to his yard. After taking 15.00% of the blood, when Mia arrives, he takes another 5.00% of the blood from Mia.

"Master, why don't you drink more."

Mia looked at the four people lying on the bed to catch up on sleep. She understood Zhang Heng's habits, and after a little calculation, she knew that the blood Zhang Heng sucked was not enough to satisfy his desire.

After Zhang Heng finished the porridge, wiped his mouth and washed his hands, he took Mia's hand to the bed and said, "No need, Sister Mia, that's enough."

"But."

Mia, who was pulled by him to lie on the bed, looked at him worriedly. She looked around, gritted her teeth and thought, "Yunxue, Mina, and Millie are too young, if the young master loses control later Just pull them away first, and let the young master suck the blood of that man named Chu Yu first, if she can't stand it, I will take her place."

But Mia waited, waited, waited until she fell asleep, and she didn't wait for Zhang Heng to lose control.

Zhang Heng slept very soundly this time, and he didn't do anything else while holding Mia, only talking from time to time.

"It's not enough, more is needed."

　Don't worry about whether the soul master can persist without drinking water for six days, will he die, please promise me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)