The man had found Han Sen, so there was no use in hiding any further . When Han Sen emerged from the bushes, he did so drenched in water .
"Friend, what are you talking about? What fruit?" Han Sen played dumb .
"Human?" The man's intimidating look turned to one of legitimate surprise .
"We're of the same kind, are we not? My name is Han Sen . What is your name, friend?" Han Sen thought this was the perfect opportunity to gather the information he wanted .
The man answered, "I'm not your friend, buddy . And I have never been a friend of humans, so don't have the audacity to declare us one and the same . "
"You say that like you're not a human," Han Sen said .
The man said, "Don't mistake me for one of you mud-blooded low-lives . Pah, you talk too much . I was going to let you live, but now . . . "
After that, the man immediately threw a punch in Han Sen's direction .
Han Sen did not expect his eagerness to fight, and he didn't think the man would have a disdain for humans and believe himself to be so different .
But Han Sen was certain the man was a human .
As much as he would have loved to mull the situation some more, he didn't have the time to think . The fist was in front of his face, and he had little time to react .
Han Sen opened the nine gene locks of his Blood-Pulse Sutra .
Pang!
Han Sen felt like he had tried to deflect an oncoming train, and the force sent him staggering backwards a number of steps . Han Sen came to a stop after planting his feet and creating a pair of hundred-meter-long skidmarks in defiance of the force .
Han Sen's bones had cracked, and his arms had been utterly broken .
"So strong!" Han Sen was in shock, particularly so given that the man's punch was one derived of pure, raw strength . There was no element associated with the hit .
"The Blood-Pulse Sutra? Are you from Blood Legion?" The man was visibly surprised .
"You are?" Han Sen asked . Earlier, the man had said he was a member of the Blueblood Special Forces . Now, was he suggesting he was a member of Blood Legion?
The man smiled and said, "I was afraid there weren't any more true descendants in this day and age, but if you practice the Blood-Pulse Sutra, you must be a genuine disciple of Blood Legion . You must have heard the tale of the thirteen members, then? I was one of them; I was God's Retribution . "
The man went on to say, "Who is your master? And why is your Blood-Pulse Sutra so weak?"
Han Sen took a chance and said, "I am a student of Qin Huaizhen . He taught me this before he died, so I do not know too much about the legion . "
"Qin Huaizhen?" The man paused, as if in thought . Then he said, "Is Blood Legion doing that poorly? Are they teaching . . . outsiders now?"
Han Sen did not respond . If he spoke, he knew he'd have to choose his words carefully . He did not want to incite the ire of this man any further, as a mistake in what he said could result in his death .
The man said, "It is difficult to find someone who can learn this, and you must be the first of your lineage to carry this skill . You should use a title, but you are far too weak right now and thus cannot . Down the line, a few generations ahead of you, when your descendants become Blueblood, they can bear a title . "
Han Sen suddenly understood a lot more .
Blood-Pulse Sutra was used to strengthen your genes for those further down in your lineage . Each generation would be stronger than the last . The Xuan Men successor said the Blood-Pulse Sutra was a frightful thing, and that their fitness was far above everyone else's .
And now, this man had just told him that each new generation in a lineage would be stronger than the last . And what's more, their blood would become blue . In turn, that meant every true member of Blood Legion should have blue blood .
Time was what strengthened the Blood-Pulse Sutra above all else . Vigorous practice of its teachings did not allow for much in the grander scheme of things .
The best thing about the Blood-Pulse Sutra was the evolution of genes from generation to generation . Many generations down the line, family members would become incredibly strong .
Its ineffectiveness for the first generation was why Han Sen, despite his vigorous study of the Blood-Pulse Sutra, had yet to become much stronger than a super creature .
People like God's Retribution were the elite of the elite when it came to Blood Legion .
Han Sen thought to himself, "If the thirteen members were the ones who were born from families whose lineage reached back into ancient times, Han Jinzhi must have been one . "
But Baby Ghost told Han Sen he had been kidnapped . If this new learning was true, why would he have been kidnapped? And the Qin family's blood was red and not blue, too .
Han Sen's mind was drowning in a vat of questions .
But if Han Jinzhi was not one of the thirteen members, he could not have been Han Sen's great-grandfather .
No one in the Han family had practiced the Blood-Pulse Sutra, that was true, but it'd take a few generations for the strength and potency of a Blood Legion lineage to lessen . Han Sen should have still had some amount of blue blood .
His father should have most certainly had some, for sure . Han Sen knew his family had nothing to do with the blue-blooded, and he knew he couldn't have been a part of Blood Legion .
If the Han family had nothing to do with Han Jinzhi, though, why would he possess the nine-life cat item?
The man suddenly said, "The two Aqua Fruit you possess can be kept . Consider them a gift, from one member to another . "
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