Chapter 83: A Week

He started training early in the morning, as he wanted to truly master the Dragon Slaying Spear technique as quickly as possible and even understand the first three moves within this week to surprise the old Marcus.

Max picked up the hundred-kilo spear again, but this time he clearly felt lighter, and with the two wrist weights on each hand, it wasn’t easy; it was more difficult.

But he knew that without any hard work, he wouldn’t succeed. And with determination, he started to train hard.

He immediately started to use the first move of the Dragon Slaying Spear, and then, without much difficulty, he created a sonic boom with the terrifying speed of his spear.

Max smiled, seeing this, as this was the feeling he didn’t try a few more times yesterday, because he didn’t have the strength. He wanted to make this move his instinct so that he never messed it up in battle, as a small mistake can mean death.

He, with determination, lost in his training, as he now had everything to improve his strength. No time to waste, as even in the City of Blood, he might not be safe.

Over time, different rumours about him spread within the City of Blood.

Small forces cannot know much about the Bloodfield family, and very little information leaked; as a result, different rumours spread throughout the city. Everyone was curious about who the young master was and what strength he had.

Some rumours even reached minor nobles’ circles in the city, becoming increasingly exaggerated along the way.

According to one particularly ridiculous version, Max had subdued his instructor during their very first meeting. Another claimed that during the Bloodline Ceremony, he had single-handedly intimidated all the high-ranking figures of the City of Blood.

Naturally, none of these stories was true.

However, many people within the city actually believed them.

After all, they had no way of knowing the truth: the so-called legendary Young Master they were discussing hadn’t even reached the peak of the Blood Awakener realm yet.

In fact, quite a few people who heard these rumours were probably stronger than Max himself. But that didn’t stop the stories from spreading.

It only made them more curious about Max. But Max, the young master, never showed himself, so he became one of the very mysterious person for the people of the City of Blood.

Time passed, and quickly a week passed.

The City of Blood remained the same, and those over-the-top rumours calmed down a bit, although their curiosity remained. But the person at the centre of all those rumours was about to face his first real test since arriving in the City of Blood.

What none of those people knew was that some of the ridiculous rumours they had spread might one day become reality.

Max, at the moment, seemed to open his eyes in his room with a confident glow in his eyes. After a week of non-stop training with the extravagant resources seem to have completely changed him.

Whether it was his aura or his appearance, all of them had changed. Firstly, his physique changed a lot, as his muscles and bones had become denser; even his height also seemed to have increased by two or three centimetres.

His aura also seemed to have become more domineering, just like a dragon that blood awakeners, even some at transformation realm would feel pressure just in his presence.

But the major change was in his realm, as he had reached the peak of the blood awakener realm in just a week, though he refined more than two hundred blood stones to reach his current state. But it was worth it.

Such an amount of blood stones would require more than years for other blood awakeners, and they might not even be able to handle so much blood energy and explode, but he refined it perfectly and increased his strength many times.

Whether it was the amount or the quality of blood within him, all have changed. Now he wasn’t sure what level it would show.

But he was quite confident that now, even without using his divine spear, Hell Crimson, he could easily handle most of the transformation-level experts like the ones he saw in Flameheart City.

The change was so terrifying that even he himself was a bit shocked. Previously he didn’t think there would be much difference between an early-stage blood awakener and a peak-stage blood awakener, as he faced them before and didn’t feel a great difference in strength.

But now that he reached the peak of blood awakener, he could not be wrong about this, as the difference was like heaven and earth.

He feeling confident of his strength, came out of his room and went directly to the training area and picked a spear. But the one now he holds wasn’t just a hundred kg but weight more than half a ton.

The previous hundred-kilogram spear now felt so light that he could barely consider it a proper training weapon.

And that wasn’t the only change. The weight guards on his wrists, which had initially weighed five hundred kilograms each, had also undergone a transformation.

After continuously absorbing and refining his blood energy throughout the week, their weight had doubled.

Each Weight Guard now weighed a full ton!

That meant Max was currently carrying a total weight of two and a half tons—more than half a ton from his spear and two tons from his wrist guards.

It was an absolutely terrifying amount of weight, even by the standards of Bloodline Awakeners. Most peak bloodline awakeners, even if they were from the Black Thorn family of Black Iron City, which solely focuses on strength and defense, wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Forget fighting; they might not be able to stand straight with such weight, let alone move effortlessly like him and train.

Of course, despite achieving such a terrifying level of strength in just one week, there was still something he hadn’t managed to accomplish.

And that was precisely what he wanted to test today.