157 The Burst of Spirit Blood (2/2)

”What is happening? This is too abrupt!” Wang Baole held his breath and instinctively started to use the Cloud Ethereal Art to absorb the Spirit Qi at once.

With the circulation of Cloud Ethereal Art, tremendous amounts of Spirit Qi were absorbed into his meridians. After circulating around his body, his cultivation level also started to advance. In the blink of an eye, he had reached the middle of first level of the True Breath realm!

But he had no time to be pleasantly surprised—he could not care about other matters in such precarious circumstances. He activated his skills crazily, and soon, he had reached the peak of first level of the True Breath realm!

This speed of enhancement was extremely rapid, as if he had eaten a legendary immortal pill!

However, Wang Baole still cried out as he found that the Spirit Qi in his body was too dense and far beyond his imagination. Even though he had circulated the Cloud Ethereal Art and used his perfect spirit meridians to absorb it, this only prevented him from exploding.

As for the Spirit Qi that could not be absorbed within a short period of time, it all accumulated automatically in Wang Baole's organs, flesh, and blood and turned into spirit fat, even after he tried hopelessly to stop it.

The spirit fat thickened consistently, and Wang Baole's body rapidly inflated. In the blink of an eye, his whole body had turned into a ball, which stunned everyone.

”I… I…” Wang Baole stammered in anger. He tried to lower his head to look at his body but found himself unable to do it. This familiar feeling caused him to cry out even more hopelessly.

How did I become fat again? I've tried so hard to lose weight. My slim body, my handsome face, no…

Don't be fatter. I was at fault. I shouldn't overeat. I haven't become the Federation President; I don't want to die of obesity!

The angry Wang Baole did not even care that his cultivation level had broken through the peak of the first level to the second level of the True Breath realm. His tragic cries, which contained hate and regret, spread everywhere…

At that moment, every disciple on Upper Academy Island who saw this scene through the screens felt their mind and heart quake. Everyone was dumbfounded and kept sucking in deep breaths.

Many of them had seen the whole battle between Wang Baole and the bald youth. Although they did not really understand, Wang Baole's mighty figure in the end had caught their eyes for a long while. However, following that, things had become really unexpected. It was fine for Wang Baole to swallow the water droplet—they also could understand that he had become such a 'fatty'—but they could not accept that his cultivation level had also broken through in front of him.

”This is a major competition of Combat Faculty Pavilion. Yet, he… he has broken through!”

”What kind of luck is this! I also want to break through. If I can break through, so what if I became a 'fatty'!”

”Spirit Blood, what is Spirit Blood?”

When there was an uproar and sounds of discussion exploded forth in Upper Academy Island, on the sky platform of the arena, the military, officials from the Federation, and the upper echelons of the Ethereal Dao College were all stunned with eyes widening, staring at the meatball—Wang Baole.

”I always felt that this Wang Baole is very aggressive. He dared to swallow the Illusory Armament…”

”It's no wonder this Li Wuchen could own an Illusory Armament at the True Breath level. Spirit Blood was actually used to refine it. The Spirit Blood is extracted from the blood of rare alien animals in the Ancient Sword, and it is extremely precious. The way Li Xingwen treats his disciple is way too extravagant!”

When everyone was stunned, General Zhou became even more curious and smiled, as if he was completely satisfied with Wang Baole. As for the upper echelons of the Ethereal Dao College, everyone had odd looks on their faces at this moment. After a while, some people started to whisper.

”Eh… Grand Supreme Elder hasn't come back, right?”

”He has quite a bad temper…”

While the upper echelons of the Ethereal Dao College were having a headache and the middle-aged man in red robes did not know whether to laugh or cry, at the highest point of the world where they could not feel and sense, there seemed to be a layer of water. Above the water surface, an elder sat cross-legged under the white clouds and the blue sky.

This elder was hoary-haired and looked sage-like. He was the Grand Supreme Elder of Ethereal Dao College, the master of the bald youth.

At this moment, he lowered his head and stared downward at the rotund Wang Baole, who was at the gathering point in the mountains. After a while, he seemed to hear Wang Baole's cries, and the elder's expression became astonished. He could not help but started to laugh.

”This fatty, isn't he afraid of dying from overeating?”

While he was saying that, he raised up his hands and pointed downward!