Back in the room, Fang Zhe kicked the dragon mastiff thrown on the ground. "A dog is worth 17 million, isn't that saying I'm not even as good as a dog? Mom, fortunately, Brother Sha gave me enough money, otherwise, the high-end mecha I just got had to give it out."

The dog on the ground is worth tens of millions, and Fang Zhe doesn't want to throw it away casually.

He immediately logged into the spacecraft's local area network and found out what the so-called dragon mastiff was.

The dragon mastiff, a distant animal in the Lava galaxy, is called a mastiff because it looks like a dog in childhood. The growth period of the dragon mastiff lasts for 30 years. It is eight meters long and six meters tall when adults, with a sensitive sense of smell, strong recognition ability, good memory, strong attack power, and easy to cultivate. It is a good product for caring for the home. If raised from a young age, it will obey the owner for life.

Fang Zhe compared the pictures and found out that the dead dragon mastiff in front of him was just a three-year-old juvenile dragon mastiff, worth about two million yuan.

"Mad, I was blackmailed!"

Fang Zhe's eyes were rolling around, thinking about how to deal with such an expensive corpse.

"Take it to the cafeteria for extra meals!" This is the only best way to deal with it that Fang Zhe thought of.

He leaned over to hold the dragon mastiff more than one meter long, trying to carry it on his shoulders.

"Hmm?" As soon as he bought it, Fang Zhe discovered something abnormal.

The dog has been dead for more than an hour, and its body should be a little cold. However, Fang Zhe felt that the dragon mastiff's body was still warm, as if it was still alive.

Let’s look at the head of the dragon mastiff. The skull was indeed broken, and some white bones even came out. The hair on the head was stained with red, white, and solidified and dried things.

Fang Zhe is sure that the dragon mastiff is absolutely dead!

But at such body temperature, how could the wounds of the dragon mastiff stop bleeding? Fang Zhe couldn't help but look through the wounds and found that the place where it had been broken had scabbed.

"Violence, its blood is full of vitality!" Fang Zhe said in surprise.

Such a situation reminded Fang Zhe of the Silver King killed by Kuimu at 8 stars. It was the Silver King's blood that greatly increased Fang Zhe's physical strength.

"Perhaps, the blood of this dog can help me to a higher level!" Fang Zhe couldn't help but guess so, and couldn't help but look forward to it.

If so, it proves that the potential of the first ninety moves of the mysterious exercises remains to be developed.

Fang Zhe touched his chin and slapped his mouth twice. There was no reason for him to let go of 17 million delicious food in front of him.

He did it as soon as he said that Fang Zhe planned to let the dragon mastiff put some blood on it before sending it to the canteen for a big meal.

He cut a wound with an energy knife, put a cup of blood, and stuffed his stomach with one mouthful.

The blood did not have the unpleasant smell of fishy smell as imagined, but was extremely bitter.

Except for the warm stomach, I have no other feelings for the time being.

Fang Zhe lost five cups of dragon mastiff blood in a row until his stomach could not hold it anymore, so he leaned against the head of the bed and lay quietly for a while.

Five minutes later, Fang Zhe felt his body getting hotter and hotter.

"That's how it feels!"

Fang Zhe popped up from the bed, stood in the open space of the room, and practiced the first three articles of the mysterious exercises.

****

When I woke up, it was almost time for the gathering.

After swallowing the blood of the middle of the night, Fang Zhe did not feel hungry at this moment.

He held his arms and felt his powerful arms.

The method of blood-swallowing cultivation is indeed effective. His power reaches at least 3.3. As for the speed, it is not yet certain, but it is certain that his speed has definitely increased.

You know, the more you go back, the harder it is to strengthen. Now, he has increased by about 0.3 overnight, which is a rapid progress.

The cafeteria is still going to! Fang Zhe stepped on the flywheel and carried the dragon mastiff, handed it over to the chef in the cafeteria, and then rushed to the H fighting room immediately.

The fighting room has been booked by Yujin Yewei University teachers, and you can enter without paying money.

When Fang Zhe entered the H fighting room, the other teachers and students were all here.

"Jin Yufeng, come here!" Zhang Bonaut was always paying attention to the door. When he saw Fang Zhe coming in, he immediately called him over.

Fang Zhe slid around a group of students and came to the ring.

As soon as he got off the flywheel, Zhang Burner put his shoulder on his shoulder, "Jin Yufeng, these are the teachers I led by Ye Wei University this time. This is Ye Li from the Astronomy Department, and this is Mr. Colin from the Biology Department..."

There were 30 teachers in this competition, and Fang Zhe could not remember so much. He just followed Zhang Bona’s introduction and called each teacher one by one, trying his best to express his respect.

"I heard that you were already the coach of a mercenary group at the age of 20. Did your parents also run a mercenary group?" Professor Colin from the Department of Biology asked curiously.

"Yes, my family runs a mercenary group." No one can do it anyway, so Fang Zhe certainly doesn't want to honestly admit his predicament.

"Young man, your parents are so careless. If I were you, I would definitely stay in school to study for a few more years. Only by learning from others’ strengths can I go further." Professor Colin persuaded.

Fang Zhe laughed, nodded, and refused to comment.

"It's not too late. Yufeng has enrolled in many courses now. Work hard and strive to pass each lesson." Zhang Berner instructed.

Fang Zhe continued to nod and should be right.

Seeing that the time was almost over, Teacher Colin immediately came to the edge of the ring. "Dear students, line up and we will have a meeting right away!"

Looking down the stage, Fang Zhe found many acquaintances.

It turned out that Yang Yao, Cai Lin and others were all students of Yu Jinxing Ye Wei University. At this time, Yang Yao and Cai Lin were both looking at Fang Zhe in surprise!

"First, let me introduce the new student, Jin Yufeng from the Fighting Department." Professor Colin pulled Fang Zhe in front of him, "Jin Yufeng took other spaceships to catch up yesterday because he missed the flight. Jin Yufeng is a working student and rarely goes to school. Let's get to know each other and take care of each other."

"What grade is he from?" asked the participating student in the fighting department.

Bennet Zhang smiled, "He is a freshman!"

"Oh, I'm a junior, so I should call him junior brother."

"What are you doing if you don't study full-time?"

The students from the fighting department were talking a lot.

Professor Colin raised his hand and said, "Quiet, let's talk to you about the latest information about the competition right away!"

Zhang Bona whispered to Fang Zhe, "Go down and line up!"

There was nothing he had done on the ring, so Fang Zhe walked around the flywheel and flew to the student team.

This rally was led by the team teachers to guide and supervise the participating students to conduct the final sprint before the competition. During this time, the professors also revealed the latest news they found on the spacecraft.

For example, the most powerful person at all levels of the veteran rival Yujin No. 1 University are roughly the best, what are the strategies of the competition, etc.

Fang Zhe, who didn't know much about this competition, listened the most seriously at this rally.

The rally took three hours before it ended.

After the rally, Fang Zhe continued to stay in the fighting hall, and he wanted to improve himself through a lot of practical combat.
Chapter completed!