"Come on, put all the big bets on"

"The winner will have everything"

"The loser will be doomed and completely annihilated!"

...

The crazy voice turned into countless whispers.

"ah!"

The boy screamed, woke up from his sleep, touched his face, covered in cold sweat: "I have had such a strange dream again! Since my birth, it has been completely inevitable!"

"Don't worry, hurry up and take a break and keep your energy. The adulthood ceremony will be started tomorrow!"

The young man was named "Gu" and was born in a small tribe in the 100,000 mountains of the Southern Barbarians.

There are rules in the 100,000 mountains of the Southern Barbarians. Babies born in one's life must be tested. Those who pass the qualifications will be immediately admitted to the holy land and trained as the strongest warrior of the race.

The social view here is very different from that in the outside world, and it is completely an obstacle to family and friendship.

Only by practicing wholeheartedly can you become the strongest warrior in the tribe!

Therefore, since childhood, ancient times, other children collected were trained to the strictest. Here, crying could only be punished by whipping, and only the strong could be respected by the peers.

"Fortunately, I have good innate qualifications. The elders all said that at tomorrow's adulthood ceremony, I have 80% hope to successfully activate the spirit and stimulate the power of my bloodline!"

Gu clenched his fists.

Without the power of blood, you cannot become extraordinary. You are just a first-level mortal and can only live for a hundred years.

"My strength, among this group of tribe members, will definitely succeed!"

I don’t know why, but there is always a voice in my heart that urges him to keep improving, making him train extremely hard, and without any slackness.

The name of ancient madman is very famous among these young girls.

...

Gu took a deep breath and continued to sleep.

The next day, he and a hundred other 15 or 16-year-old boys were taken to a cave in the holy land.

"You... are the best elites of our 'Feiman' tribe, and today is also your coming-of-age ceremony!"

On the stone platform in front, the high priest "Barbarian Bone" was breathing out, bringing a heavy sense of oppression: "You must do your best to complete the spirit-opening ceremony and stimulate the power of your bloodline to become the strongest warrior in the tribe!"

"As long as you become a blood warrior, you will be the best people in the tribe. Everything is at your fingertips, wine and food, and countless women!"

...

He said a few casually, which immediately made the teenagers below breathe heavily.

There were a few girls whose faces began to feel unpleasant.

"Haha... Of course, if a woman stimulates her bloodline, she can control her own destiny and does not have to be forced to be assigned to the strong. Moreover, she can raise a few male pets!"

The high priest smiled slightly: "Low, when you hear my name, come forward, the first one... peck!"

"High Priest!"

The boy named Peck stepped forward with a little nervousness and sat cross-legged in the center of the square.

Around him, there were four stone pillars, with some complex runes engraved on them, full of dark red colors, which seemed to have been watered with the blood of some kind of wild beast, and it was still very fresh.

“The coming of age ceremony begins!”

The high priest announced loudly that several warriors around him immediately beat the skin drum.

The dull drum beats linger in the cave, echoing constantly.

The boy pecked swallowed a few herbs and closed his eyes.

Above the stone pillars around, runes lit up one by one, first at the bottom, and then reached the middle.

‘This speed!’

The high priest frowned, and after waiting for an incense stick, the sweat of beans appeared on his forehead. His whole body was shaking, his blood was gushing, and his body looked very scary.

"ah!"

Finally, he screamed and fainted.

"fail!"

The high priest said expressionlessly, and a samurai came forward and carried the peck back.

‘The first one failed?’

Below, the young men such as Gu felt nervous: "If you don't stimulate the power of blood, you can only become an ordinary warrior, and your status is very different!"

"The next...No...failed!"

"The next... Wei... failed!"

...

After six or seven consecutive times, finally, the stone pillars roared and the runes lit up all the way to the top.

"ah!"

The young man in the center opened his eyes and roared, and blood-red phantoms appeared on his body, forming a totem that looked both like a lion and a dog on his head.

"Well... the strange beast 'Zhu Roar', the seventh-grade totem, is pretty good!"

The high priest was delighted: "Next!"

A boy in black with a face as cold as ice passed by. Gu recognized that he was one of the four people who were stronger than him... Ming!

"Roar!"

Almost at the beginning, the stone pillar was lit up impatiently, and a black dragon phantom appeared on the boy's body.

"Okay! Ceratops totem, third grade!"

The high priest exclaimed: "Ming...you come to me!"

"Third-grade totem!"

The young men and women present were envious.

The Nanman practice world believes that humans are the spirits of all things, and the world is beloved. The body contains the bloodlines of thousands of species. As long as it can be stimulated, it will gain various magical powers.

The totem image inspired is also different.

The lowest eighth grade and ninth grade are just ordinary beasts, with limited achievements and above seventh grade, which is a strange beast, so it has some cultivation value.

But the "Ceramic Dragon" just now was a legendary ferocious beast, which was one step further than the strange beast.

I'm afraid even the high priest would be moved and take it as a disciple.

Unfortunately, after passing by, the next few young girls failed one after another.

Only another girl went up and inspired the "Jade Rabbit" totem, which was the fourth rank, which made the high priest very happy.

"Next, Gu!"

When Gu heard his name, he took a deep breath, came to the center of the stone pillar, and sat cross-legged.

"Let's start!"

He grabbed the herbs in front and bit them into pieces and swallowed them.

Suddenly, a heat current gathered in the body and injected into the stone pillar next to it.

The runes lit up layer by layer, but the speed was very slow.

"Um?"

The high priest frowned: "This ancient... is the top five among these teenagers? This speed... seems to be a failure. It's a pity that no matter how well the martial arts physical exercise is, it cannot stimulate the power of blood. It's still an ordinary warrior. This is fate!"

"Am I going to fail?"

Gu also felt the heat flow in his body rolling. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, it only caused the runes to reach most of the stone pillars and began to stagnate.

"Is that the ancient madman?"

"I'm still in the top five, I've always been very arrogant..."

"It seems that it is going to fail..."

Many gloating voices came, making Gu even more anxious: "No, I must succeed!"

A kind of obsession made his eyes turn red. He suddenly bit his tongue, and the severe pain immediately stimulated the heat flow in his body to accelerate.

Bang!

Finally, many heat currents gathered, seemingly breaking through a certain level.

Four stone pillars were lit up and a totem emerged.

"Well... from the perspective of momentum, it's a bit weak!"

The Great Elder frowned, and what appeared in front of him was a totem mist.
To be continued...