Dragon Blood

Chapter 51

After Shan Ming turned away, he heard no more movements. It was exceptionally quiet behind him, and he could easily guess that the child was holding back and not making a sound. He found it quite amusing.

After a while, he heard the sound of objects clattering, and turned around. It looks like they were done.

The child’s face was burning red, and his eyes were tightly closed.

Shan Ming asked, “You guys have been fussing around for several hours, are you done yet?”

“Let’s call it a day. You two can sleep in this room tonight, and I’ll make separate arrangements for the others,” After saying that, they began dismantling the equipment and continued fussing for another hour.

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Once they had all left, Shen Changze also returned to his human form and fell into a deep sleep.

As Shan Ming looked at the child’s infantile face, an indescribable sense of unease surged within him. He knew that keeping this child by his side might not be a good idea. He would have to face unpredictable enemies and bear unforeseen consequences. Would he regret it in the future? He didn’t know, and he didn’t want to dwell on it. Shan Ming only desired to live today with gusto, to seize the moment according to his own will. He didn’t care about tomorrow. At least for today, he wouldn’t hand his son over to those bunch of insane scientists.

He thought that the choice the child’s real parents made five years ago had already given them the answer.

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Both Shan Ming and Shen Changze initially believed that the training would likely be related to physical conditioning. However, they were surprised to discover that the first step in training self-control involved such a seemingly abstract practice. Nevertheless, they trusted that Tang Tingzhi wouldn’t make baseless claims. They concluded that this type of meditation must have its purpose and benefits.

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After dinner, a group of energetic men began looking for post-meal activities. Over the past few days, there had been a subtle dynamic between them. While they all harbored suspicions about these Chinese special forces, they couldn’t deny that they had indeed helped treat the injured team members. After spending a few days together, the atmosphere had become slightly more harmonious.

On one side were the outstanding special forces selected from elites, while on the other side were the internationally renowned mercenary group. Both sides were curious about each other’s capabilities, and their words carried a hint of provocation. After getting somewhat acquainted, the combative Koski took the initiative and expressed his desire to spar with the Chinese special forces, seeking to test their skills.

They decided on a sparring method that wouldn’t easily provoke each other, which was tug-of-war.

They formed teams of two, keeping track of wins and losses individually, and at the end, they would tally up the scores.

Feeling a bit full after dinner, Shan Ming decided not to participate and opted to spectate instead. Watching the two grown men’s red faces and strained necks as they pulled on the rope provided some entertaining post-meal amusement.

After seven or eight rounds, the wins and losses were nearly evenly split. Everyone flexed their muscles and rolled up their sleeves, eager to step forward and give it a try, hoping to extinguish the glory of their opponents.

Tang Tingzhi, who had been watching the matches expressionlessly, suddenly spoke up, saying, “How about the kid come to have a go as well.”

The crowd was taken aback for a moment, and Dino exclaimed, “What? Trying to play dirty? If we’re sending out the kid, are you going to send out an old man on your side?”

“No, he’ll do it.” Tang Tingzhi pointed to a special forces soldier who had just finished a round and was stepping back. “He expended a lot of energy just now, so it should be fair. If you lose, we won’t count it as a loss for you.”

Before Dino could say anything else, Shan Ming gave the child a push and said, “Go on, show them what you’ve got.”

The two of them stood within the makeshift circle drawn on the ground. Each of them held onto one end of the rope and wrapped it around their arms, they focused their gaze on each other intently.

That special forces soldier was aware of his identity, so he didn’t dare underestimate his opponent even though it was a child. Shen Changze looked at the opponent’s large stature and bulging muscles, feeling a bit unconfident.

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Koski began the countdown, “Three, two, one!”

Both of them began to exert all their strength, leaning back in an attempt to overpower each other. The muscles on the special forces soldier’s arms bulged, seemingly on the verge of tearing his shirt apart. Shen Changze’s neck and forehead showed prominent veins as he used his entire body’s strength to pull the rope tightly.

However, this kind of activity was disadvantageous for a child weighing only 32 kilograms. The opponent’s weight was nearly three times his own, giving them an absolute advantage in strength. After struggling for only a few seconds, the rope began to shift in the direction of the special forces soldier.

On the side of the Peregrine Falcons, they began cheering loudly for the child, even though no one believed that the child could win.

Amidst the loud cheers, Tang Tingzhi’s cold voice suddenly pierced through and reached the child’s ears. He said, “Focus it on your legs.”

Many people believed that tug-of-war relied solely on arm strength, but in reality, it was about having a stable lower body to prevent being dragged over the line by the opponent. When Tang Tingzhi uttered those words, the child immediately understood. He was being told to imagine channeling his blood flow to his legs!

The child closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and firmly held onto the rope. He began to imagine the flow of blood within his body, following the guidance given by Tang Tingzhi. He visualized directing the blood to concentrate in his legs.

He didn’t know if this method was truly effective or if it was just a desperate attempt, but he genuinely felt a sensation as if his feet had rooted into the floor. It was clear that he had become much more stable than before. With a stable lower body, his upper body exerted force more efficiently, unleashing greater power. The rope that had been constantly shifting toward the opponent suddenly froze and even showed signs of moving toward the child’s side.

The mercenaries grew excited, shouting loudly in support. Shan Ming also stood up and called out, “Son, pull hard!”

With a sudden burst of determination, the child opened his eyes wide and fiercely pulled the rope towards himself. The force was so strong that the rope left bloody marks on his arms from the pressure.

The special forces soldier was unwilling to be outdone, his eyes turned bloodshot as he pulled the rope with all his might towards himself.

Both individuals exerted every ounce of strength in their bodies, determined to defeat their opponent no matter what!

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Sensing the rising heat in his body, the child became immediately alarmed. He knew that this unusual warmth was a precursor to the awakening of his Dragon Blood. He couldn’t afford to transform in front of everyone!

He quickly relaxed his body, and the special forces soldier on the opposite side seized the opportunity. In an instant, he pulled him over, and the child nearly collided with him.

Despite losing the tug-of-war, the mercenaries who had witnessed the child grow up couldn’t hide their pride. They didn’t dwell too much on the child’s performance and immediately immersed themselves in the next round of competition.

Shan Ming pulled the child out of the crowd and retreated to a corner. He had figured out what had just happened.

Sure enough, Tang Tingzhi also approached and asked, “How do you feel?”

“For a moment, it seemed like I actually felt it.”

“You have great perception. What you just felt was indeed a small manifestation of controlling your Dragon Blood. The higher your self-control, the more you can unleash extraordinary abilities even in human form. It enables you to stay conscious and fully utilize your physical prowess in your Dragon Blood Kin form. Mature Dragon Blood Kins, like House, can manipulate the flow of blood in their bodies, concentrating it suddenly in a specific area to enhance strength, speed, or defense. This training is vital. If you succeed, you’ll be able to navigate any battlefield with ease. Therefore, you must remain dedicated and practice daily.”

Shen Changze nodded. He tried to clench his fist, his hand still felt a bit sore and numb. The sensation of having control over his own blood just moments ago was truly amazing. It was as if he was commanding every part of his body, making the best adjustments to respond to the current situation, it was awesome.

Tang Tingzhi said, “After we return, I will send you more training materials related to this through email. If you encounter any issues, be sure to report them to me promptly.”

A few days later, true to his word, Tang Tingzhi escorted the entire team to the helicopter landing point. Before departing, he provided Shen Changze with several medications for emergency use, but he also warned him to use them as little as possible.

Shan Ming didn’t expect to get away so easily this time. If it weren’t for Tang Tingzhi’s wariness of Shen Changze’s abilities, they probably wouldn’t have been let go so easily. Regardless, the fact that they managed to escape smoothly brought him a sense of relief.

This time, Angel’s mission was finally complete. The plane soared into the clear sky, carrying them back to Colombia.

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