Unknown Bloodline

"I'll take a look at the condition of your body first." Dongfang Yuan said and put his hands on Fei Hong's vest, and a pure aura slowly entered Fei Hong's body.

After the spiritual energy circulated in Fei Hong's body for a few seconds, Dongfang Yuan's face changed a little, as if surprised, but also thoughtful.

After half an hour, Dongfang Yuan took back his hands, stood up, and paced.

"Master, what's wrong with this disciple?" Fei Hong stood up nervously and asked softly.

"Well, to be honest, your talent is indeed very poor." Since Dongfang Yuan agreed to Fei Hong, he was no longer polite. "From the perspective of your meridians and physique, the combination is not perfect, and your pulse is as ecpected. Your talent is really ordinary. It's just that your physical attributes are a bit strange..."