Gu Zhen Ren

People are different.

The more superior the bloodline, the easier it is to control power. Ordinary people without supernatural bloodlines can only occupy the bottom
rungs of society, unable to achieve anything even if they try their best.

Humans are different from other races.

Humans aren't as good at magic and archery as elves. They aren't as good at casting metal and brewing alcohol as dwarves. They don't have the physique of
orcs, and they don't have the freedom of merpeople underwater.

However, if humans had a blood core, everything was possible.

Human: "Oh my god, what a noble bloodline. You are the glory of mankind!"

Elf: "I've never seen a magic genius like you."

Dwarf: "No matter what kind of casting, it is easy for you."

Orc: "You are the pride of us orcs. You are the most talented warrior in a millennium. You should be the Emperor of the Orcs!"

Merpeople: "Son of God! Boohoo, the Son of God has arrived!"

Henyee Translations

Infinite Bloodcore

Henyee

Without giving it much thought, the Fishman youth made his decision, "I want to learn Wave Stepping."


Ironscale had its drawbacks, and the Helical Blade was just icing on the cake; with Wave Stepping, the youth's agility would greatly improve, allowing him to come and go as he pleased in many battles. While it wasn't an offensive or defensive Combat Skill, it could still greatly enhance the youth's combat abilities.


Old Brown Scale's eyes slightly brightened, "Wise choice, I will teach you the route for channeling your Fighting energy, which is rather complex."


The routing itself wasn't complex, but given the intelligence of Fishmen, the youth was able to grasp it with ease.


After trying a few times and experiencing several failures, water surged under the Fishman youth's feet, and in a sudden burst, he propelled himself just above Old Brown Scale's head.


Section 82: Hustle—A Genius Among Fishmen!