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

Snowball regretfully said, "I'd like to watch, too, but I have to prepare for the Warm Snow Cup Alchemy Conference. Sigh... Whoever's going to watch, record a Magic Image for me, please."


"But come to think of it, do you know if the duelists will have a public duel or a private one?"


If the brave duelists don't want spectators, then it'd be a private duel, with only the duelists themselves present, and the dueling field turned into a sealed-off battleground.


In reality, private duels occur much more frequently than public ones.


Many people might extend an invitation, but only to a small group of spectators.


Devil Muscle said, "I don't care one way or the other, a real man should face things head-on! Besides, letting everyone see me defeat Bao Ligen—that'd be pretty interesting."


"Defeat me? In your dreams!" Bao Ligen roared, "Let's make it a public duel then, and watch me crush you!"


Section 490: Targeting the Caravan