Chapter 64: Steamed Buns Are Not Proper Food

Chapter 64

It was only by evening that Small Knife felt he had almost recovered, no longer feeling like his body had been drained dry.

"I'm fine now." Small Knife came out to greet everyone, had dinner together, and then practiced martial arts.

This training session was remarkably effective; in a short time, he actually felt hungry again?

And yet, his childhood friends were still practicing martial arts and hadn't even exhausted their dinner yet.

Deep in thought, Small Knife extended his hand, and as if by instinct, his entire body's blood ignited, with faint, almost imperceptible blood-red threads condensing on his fingertips.

Just like that, he felt his body was a bit overdrawn, so he quickly stopped.

The game was incredibly realistic, and he had mastered the method of burning blood to condense and extract Blood Qi, which could now be directly used in reality?