Genji Heavy Industries, the 33rd floor.

Miyamoto Yishin stood at the door of the VIP suite holding a persimmon fruit basket. Two black chaos stretched out their left hands to block his way. Their right hands touched the waist of his back, and their brows were full of businesslike indifference.

"Identified." Miyamoto, who had been prepared for a long time, put down the fruit basket and turned out the ID hanging in his jacket. The female blackmailer took out the scanner and swiped the barcode on it, turning her head after confirming the other party's identity.

He nodded slightly towards his two companions.

"Please go through the procedure again." The female commissioner picked up the fruit basket on the ground and tore off the transparent plastic film and began to inspect everything. Isshin Miyamoto also consciously stood against the wall and began to search his body, leaving no gaps from the cuffs to the trousers.

Seeing Hei Chao next to him gesturing for him to take off his shoes and socks, Miyamoto felt a little weird. He glanced at the other male commissioner guarding the door. The other man's one hand was hidden in his windbreaker and he was obviously holding on to it.

With a gun pointed at him, this high level of vigilance is simply incredible.

Although they usually want to visit important members of the family, such as those high-ranking elders, the heads of the eight surnamed Sheqi families also need to go through some fixed procedures, but never like today, every step of the process is so strict.

There was no room for error, which made him feel wary that he was not here to visit a patient but to see the chairman.

"Take a bite." The female commissioner handed an apple with a trademark label from the fruit basket to Ryoichi.

"This is for patients." Miyamoto took the apple and glanced at him.

"Take a bite." The female commissioner emphasized her words again. Seeing Miyamoto wholeheartedly rejecting her, the two black supers behind her took a step forward, showing bad looks on their faces.

Isshin Miyamoto nodded, took a piece of toilet paper from the room service cart nearby, wiped the apple, and took a bite. The pulp was full of juice, and he chewed it for a few times before swallowing it into his stomach.

"Open your mouth and lift your tongue," the female commissioner said, and Miyamoto obeyed wholeheartedly.

After checking that Isshin Miyamoto had indeed eaten the apple, the female commissioner took out her mobile phone again: "The last step, who is your sponsor?"

"Shio Miyamoto." Isshin Miyamoto said calmly.

The three Executive Bureau commissioners were all startled. Unexpectedly, Isshin Miyamoto actually reported the name of the head of the Miyamoto family, one of the eight heads of the family.

But despite this, the process was completed in a few steps. The female commissioner immediately called the head of the Miyamoto family and began to ask if there was such a visit today, and whether the person visiting the doctor could look like the person he recommended.

, and then let Miyamoto speak a few words to match the voiceprint, and then all the processes are completed.

"Please come in." The female commissioner opened the door to the suite for Miyamoto Isshin, and gave him some inexplicable instructions before entering: "Keep quiet after entering, and don't disturb him."

*

Miyamoto walked into the suite with all his heart and was stunned.

If his memory is correct, this VIP suite located on the 33rd floor of Genji Heavy Industries should be decorated in a European simple style with warm brown and red colors. When you walk into the entrance from the main entrance, you will see a red leather sofa facing it.

The living room is furnished with a red crystal coffee table and a New Zealand wool carpet. There are log bookshelves at the corners to divide the beauty of the space. In order to improve the quality of life of the guests, a thermostatic wine cabinet originating from Germany is specially prepared to store a lot of it.

Good wine.

But now all these things have disappeared, replaced by brand-new fitness equipment, stainless steel horizontal bars, treadmills, wind resistance exercise bikes, and a larger solid barbell. Finally, a table is laid out in the center of the living room.

A round black yoga blanket replaces the wool blanket.

This place has been converted into a gym.

Miyamoto was a little dazed as he was carrying the fruit basket. At first glance, he caught the sight of a boy standing quietly in the deepest part of the living room, facing the floor-to-ceiling window that crowded the streets of Tokyo in the afternoon.

It is actually not accurate to say that it is standing still, because no one holds a barbell weighing fifty kilograms in their hands when standing still.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Lin Nian was breathing steadily. His muscles were tense and his blood vessels were slightly protruding. He was holding a barbell with half of the weight plate removed in his hand like a sword. The huge weight forced him to fall forward, but he couldn't fall.

Because there was a fragile floor-to-ceiling window in front of him, once the barbell tipped down, it would smash the glass and cause him to fall from the height of the 33rd floor.

He has been standing for half an hour, and his movements are not out of shape at all. The white T-shirt on his body is wet with sweat and clings to the angular hard muscles. The floor under his feet is full of water stains. A piece of toilet paper that accidentally fell on it has been

It was completely stuck to the ground and soaked until it was soft, and it would be torn off in the middle with just a little tug, which shows how long and arduous the whole process was.

Feeling that his body's functions had reached the estimated level of fatigue, Lin Nian finally took half a step back to break the still movement. He raised the barbell above his head and swung it down as calmly as possible (to avoid facial compensation), which was scary.

The evil wind falls with great strength and sweat. If there is someone standing in front of him, the other person will feel that a mountain peak is collapsing towards him. There is no escape from the towering sun, and the pressure and terror are even there.

The air was all sucked away and it was suffocating.

The barbell swings and stops from top to bottom, which completes a "prime vibration".

The muscle bundles and steel bars on Lin Nian's hands and arms are usually tangled together to withstand the force of tearing. If this kind of exercise method were used by others, the only outcome would be dislocation or fracture of both arms, and muscle fibers breaking or dissolving. Even for ordinary mixed-race species, even

Even the 'A'-level hybrids who prefer physical fitness would not adopt this kind of training method with obvious masochistic tendencies, and of course no one could complete this kind of overload training.

At least Miyamoto felt that he was not good enough. He could complete three to four times of this level of "Su Zhen" at most, and then he would have to go to the hospital to be admitted to the orthopedics department, or he would die of cardiopulmonary failure due to muscle dissolution before he even got to the hospital.

When you get to the hospital, you don't need to send her to the emergency room. You can just transfer her to the morgue to freeze and wait for cremation.

However, during the period when he paused in a daze, Lin Nian had already performed ten consecutive vibrating movements. Each movement was extremely strict. It was like a ruthless vibrating machine. The only drawback was that there was some oil leakage.

(sweat), if this continues, even if the muscles and bones can withstand it, the body will run out of water first.

By the time he reached his twentieth stroke, Isshin Miyamoto could almost feel the painful groans of the boy's muscles under his skin. There was no doubt that the boy's standing still before he started to stroke had consumed a huge amount of energy from his body.

The energy, arms, thighs, and every stress-responsive part of the body should have reached a limit, but after reaching the limit, he actually still needs to perform aerobic exercise like Su Zhen. This kind of physical fitness and endurance is simply beyond the scope of 'human'.

At the thirty-fifth moment when the barbell was swung down, Miyamoto observed with all his heart that Lin Nian's movements changed from sluggish and completely regular movements to mistakes, which meant that the opponent had truly reached the limit of his body. Each additional movement was added.

It is a challenge beyond the limit for the body.

Thirty-sixth, Su Zhen's movements are much slower, but the movements are still standard. However, in Su Zhen's fast downward and fast upward movements, the slow speed represents greater difficulty and physical exertion. The principle is the same as

The same applies to slow push-ups and pull-ups. Any normal fitness expert can do forty pull-ups in one minute. But if you want to slow down and complete one push-up or pull-up slowly in one minute, it may take a lot.

It is difficult for people to do it.

Su Zhen maintained the slow motion to the 39th position. When he reached the 40th position, Miyamoto discovered that Lin Nian's movements began to go out of shape. The height of the barbell raised to the 'eye-level' position was not high enough.

The angle of the barbell began to deviate, and even the standing legs began to tremble slightly.

That's it, any further work would be completely useless. Miyamoto thought wholeheartedly.

The fortieth Su Zhen has not yet fallen. It seems that Lin Nian has also heard Miyamoto Isshin's thoughts. He is holding the barbell high as if he is brewing, waiting for his physical strength to recover? But the pressure of this weight, even if it is maintained,

The movement of "Zhengyan" without moving is a terrible drain on physical energy, and there is no point in delaying it any longer.

The time remained deadlocked for half a minute. Miyamoto Isshin also stood at the door without saying a word for half a minute. When he wanted to speak out to dissuade Lin Nian, the situation changed.

If Lin Nian's face was facing Miyamoto Isshin, the latter would have discovered that the former had closed his eyes half a minute ago. His expression was as hard and calm as a diamond in a Buddhist temple, and the sweat sliding down his cheeks was like spring water.

The green leaves generally gathered on the chin, and just when the sweat drops were about to break through the ultimate tension and roll down, something strange happened.

Lin Nian opened his eyes and faced the setting sun in Tokyo, which was all red. The color of his eyes was even more brilliant than the falling gold behind the red clouds.

White mist rises from the body, the sweat in the spring is evaporated by the high temperature in an instant, the blood flows freely in the blood vessels like thawing spring water, and every cell breathes wantonly like spring buds breaking stones, unparalleled power

Welling up in the limbs and bones.

He was 'bloody'.

Lion Heart Society, bloodline refining technology, once violently bloody.

The limit of physical fitness has been defeated, and the threshold of physical collapse has skyrocketed again. The barbell, which is as heavy as a mountain, is as light as a feather in the hand. Su Zhen breaks through from forty times to fifty, sixty times in an instant.

, seventy times! The number of times was no longer a shackle, and he even began to pursue speed. The sound of the howling wind in the hall was like a tidal wave, and the mist after the sweat evaporated spread from the body surface, inadvertently revealing the mist.

The middle eye has a frightening golden color, like a ghost or a god.

When the steady stream of strength climbed to its peak, new changes occurred again.

An unknown territory expanded silently, filling the living room of the entire suite, and continued to expand outward until it covered the area of ​​Genji Heavy Industries, which was three floors above and below based on the thirty-third floor, and then stopped.

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In the center of the field, Elder Lin exhaled and exhaled the white mist snake. A sense of fatigue finally emerged in his golden eyes. He looked back behind him and saw Miyamoto holding a fruit basket in front of the suite door.

Isshin's blinking action was suddenly paused, his eyelids were stagnant with half of the whites of his eyes exposed, his teeth were parted and closed behind his slightly opened lips, and his tongue was frozen.

Yan Ling·Time Zero.

*

Shi Zero is a word spirit who bends the rules.

This was Lin Nian's first thought after he took the initiative to open the 'Time Zero' realm three days ago.

After returning from the trip to the Paradise Pavilion, it was logical that Lin Nian discovered that he had completely mastered the preliminary skills of 'violent blood'.

What violent blood brings to mixed-bloods is the refinement of blood. Purer blood represents more violent power, and power is never limited to the size of the work done on the body. In the world of dragons, there is always a kind of power.

What is born with brilliance and power that relies on bloodline is the power of language, the spirit of speech, that uses dragon language as a medium to rewrite the rules of the world.

The bloodline refining technology undoubtedly brought Lin Nian's own bloodline past the critical blood limit. The moment he took the initiative to bleed, he could feel that he had crossed an indescribable 'line'. He did not step on this foot.

But at the bottom of the pool, he can feel what a vast sea he is facing. Rolling on the sea is the power and power of the Dragon Clan. Only when he can truly touch the power of his ankles can the hybrid race truly defeat the Dragon King.

Rushed into heartfelt awe and fear.

Speaking of Time Zero, the new power that Lin Nian realized, Shi Zero and Setsuna have the same origin. They belong to the Word Spirit under the lineage of the King of Sky and Wind. On the Word Spirit Periodic Table, Setsuna is the lower Word Spirit of Time Zero.

After the bloodshed, I realized that time zero is not something that is difficult to accept, but rather it is reasonable.

In the words of Principal Ange, only the best among Setsuna users can touch the threshold of Time Zero. Even if these people do not rely on violent blood, they can evolve their speech spirits into a high-level Time Zero.

Among them, the person closest to this threshold in history is Silver Wing Charlotte. According to Angers, if everyone survives 'that day', then it is very likely that the peak user of Time Zero will not be him.

No, it was Viscount Charlotte who was his predecessor.

Lin Nian used violent blood to reach the threshold of Time Zero, which was regarded as a "shortcut". Therefore, it is difficult to compare him with his predecessors in history, but there is no doubt that he controlled the complete version of Time Zero.
To be continued...