Gourd of Douluo.

Chapter 336 Bloodline Curse

"Mom!"

The students who gathered around to kill Ma Hongjun with their eyes were all frightened by the sudden appearance and broke into a cold sweat.

He glanced at the darkening sky outside the window and left in a hurry.

Ma Hongjun was also startled by the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, because he didn't realize how the other person appeared at all, and he felt a little scared in his heart.

However, there were many people around him, so in order to maintain his handsome image, Ma Hongjun pretended to be nonchalant and looked very calm.

Ma Hongjun coughed lightly, looked carefully at the sudden figure, and found that this was the Wang Xiaofeng he had been looking for, but the light was not very good, and he was too slovenly, so he couldn't recognize it for a while.

"Xiao Feng? Mubai..."

Before Ma Hongjun could finish his words, he was pulled up by Wang Xiaofeng and ran towards the outside of the library.

"Let me tell you something on the way."

Meanwhile, in the medical room.

Flanders angrily scolded Zhu Zhuqing, who was silent on the side, "This situation appeared after the fight with Canghui College? And then you didn't tell us until now. How ridiculous is it?"

"Soul power dissipated? No wonder that kid Xiaofeng asked me such a question before." The master had a headache. This was the first time he had seen soul power suddenly dissipate after practicing the Soul Sect.

However, you have to check it yourself to know where the problem is.

The master stretched out his hand and used his soul power to detect Dai Mubai's body.

One minute...five minutes...just as the master kept searching for the reason, a tiger roar suddenly sounded.

When Flanders was leaning against the wall in boredom, he kept throwing copper soul coins in his right hand, and saw the master suddenly leaning back with a worried expression.

"Xiao Gang, what's wrong with you?" Flanders quickly helped the master up.

"I seem to see the evil-eyed white tiger in Mubai's body."

.........

On the way, Ma Hongjun recounted what happened in the past few days. A simple summary was that Dai Mubai suddenly fell into a coma during the game just now, and then took the opportunity to be seriously injured by his opponent. Although he took an Oscar in time to stabilize the injury, But he couldn't wake up.

"So that's it." Wang Xiaofeng nodded, passed the worried people outside the hospital, and walked in.

I saw Dai Mubai lying on the hospital bed, the master and Flender were silent at the side, and Zhu Zhuqing held his hand tightly with both hands, sitting on the edge of the hospital bed with a worried look on his face.

Wang Xiaofeng asked: "Master, how is the situation?"

The master sighed helplessly and said: "It's not very good. Neither Xiaosan nor I can find the cause of the disease. The soul power in his body is constantly decreasing, and the speed is gradually accelerating."

"Mubai may not be able to survive for a few days, and he will completely become an ordinary person."

Wang Xiaofeng walked over without saying a word, placed his right hand on Dai Mubai's abdomen, and slowly penetrated his soul power into his body.

In his perception, the originally strong soul power in Dai Mubai's body was now only one-third of what it was at its peak, and the remaining part was still slowly decreasing as the master said.

Flender saw that Wang Xiaofeng's face looked very ugly after he opened his eyes, so he asked: "Xiaofeng, you have been hiding in the library and looking at ancient books these days. Have you found a cure?"

After asking the master, Flanders learned that Wang Xiaofeng was the first person to discover that Dai Mubai had a physical problem. He had been hiding in the library these days to find a cure. "I guess...it's a bloodline curse."

"Bloodline curse?" Everyone was puzzled. This was the first time they heard someone combine the two words bloodline and curse.

Zhu Zhuqing also moved his eyes away from Dai Mubai, and put his eyes on Wang Xiaofeng.

"Mubai's body is very healthy, but his soul power has dissipated. I began to suspect that this is not a physical problem, but a mental or martial soul problem, so I decided to use these two methods. The direction begins to be studied in depth.”

"Then I found this." Wang Xiaofeng took out a few manuscripts from the soul guide, and the master and Flender took them silently.

It was filled with many incomprehensible formulas. Flanders felt dizzy and quickly skipped this part. Then he saw a few big words: "Research on the evil-eyed white tiger, the martial soul inherited by the royal family of the Star Luo Empire." .”

"After searching many books, I found relevant information about Mubai's evil-eyed white tiger martial spirit and Zhuqing's ghostly cat martial spirit in a few books."

Wang Xiaofeng said: "You are actually still disciples of the royal family."

Zhu Zhuqing shook his head, "I'm sorry, we didn't mean to hide it from everyone."

Wang Xiaofeng said: "It's okay, haven't we all asked each other's identities? Anyway, we didn't date Mubai because he is the prince."

Ignoring this small episode, Wang Xiaofeng continued: "I discovered from an ancient book without a name that the royal family of the Star Luo Empire has a very strange tradition, that is, before every transfer of the throne, when choosing a prince, you must experience a brother-in-law fight. the process of."

"And this process is also very interesting. Sometimes it's two people, sometimes it's three people, but not every prince will go through this cruel experience. Only the best ones have this opportunity."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded and said, "Yes, this time the heirs are Dai Mubai and his brother who are seven years older than him."

"Then I checked the entire history of the Star Luo Empire and discovered an interesting phenomenon. That is, no matter which emperor, the innate soul power must be level eight or above."

“And every prince who participated in the fight also met this requirement.

But this is strange. The standard for the end of the Star Luo Empire's heir selection ceremony is when the youngest prince reaches the age of twenty-five. No matter how big the age gap between the princes is, this is the time.

But such a selection ceremony is very unreasonable. I believe that the Xingluo royal family cannot fail to see it. However, this unreasonable selection ceremony for the prince is still passed down to this day. "

"Then, judging from the inexplicable dissipation of Mubai's soul power, I guess that the Xingluo royal family did not want to end this unreasonable selection ceremony, but had to do it as a last resort.

Their bloodline is cursed. As long as they practice to a certain level, their soul power will begin to disappear until they become ordinary people. And the Xingluo royal family has also found a solution, that is..."

Zhu Zhuqing said coldly: "If brothers kill each other, the soul power of the one who survives will not dissipate."

Wang Xiaofeng nodded, "Of course, these are my conclusions based on the analysis of all the available information, and they may not be accurate."

Flanders exclaimed: "It's well-founded and convincing. Even if it's not accurate, it's still a good reference direction. It's really surprising, Xiaofeng, you actually read books in the library in just a few days. Just got so much useful information.”

Wang Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and said, "What's the use? It's not like we can't save Mubai."

"No, we have another way."

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