It was already impossible to determine how many more types of Hunter’s Breathing Techniques there were in the world. As for the 18 types of Hunting Techniques, they basically covered all kinds of strengthening directions. There were strength types, high-speed, tenacious, training, and so on.

There was also a special breathing technique called the “Primal Breathing Technique.” It was said to be an incomplete version of the original breathing technique. The subsequent breathing techniques were all derived from this foundation.

Imperial hunters would more or less master a little bit of the “Primal Breathing Technique.” It sounded famous, but it was the most ineffective breathing technique. The breathing technique from ancient times was crude, and the subsequent improved versions were getting better and better. It was not that the older the technique was, the stronger it became.

However, the Primal Breathing Technique had a convenience, which was that it more or less contained the essence of other breathing techniques. Therefore, it would be easier to learn other breathing techniques after mastering it. Therefore, this was almost a compulsory course for the Imperial Hunters.

Zhou Jing was delighted, “This is really a treasure trove of knowledge!”

He had a unique advantage in learning. The Accelerated Learning was enough for him to master a breathing technique quickly.

According to his previous experience, he would be able to master a breathing technique to Level 4 in three months if he accelerated the learning speed from the beginning. However, now that his Physical Fitness and Resistance aptitude had risen to the blue level, his learning speed was even faster. Therefore, he would probably be able to master it in just two months.

There was a limit to his time every day, and his personal energy was also limited. He could probably practice three to five breathing techniques at the same time.

“Therefore, it would probably take… at least half a year, at most a year to learn all the Imperial Hunter’s Breathing Techniques?”

Zhou Jing thought about it but sucked in a cold breath of air at the thought of the expenses.

If he didn’t know, he wouldn’t have known. He was shocked by the Astral Apostle’s learning ability.

Of course, the expenses were also very expensive…

“The cost of accelerated learning of a breathing technique to Level 4 is 700 Astral Points. Excluding the three I’ve mastered, there are 15 types that I can learn. This is about 10,000… It’s still a little expensive.”

Zhou Jing pondered for a moment and felt no need to bite off more than he could chew. It was better to just take things slow.

After all, he had a plan to start a new apostle, so he had to keep some funds.

In addition, the added attributes of the combat breathing techniques were not high. It might not be necessary to learn all of them… He would screen them when the time came.

The life goal of a Hunter Master was to master a large number of breathing techniques. If he did not master most of the breathing techniques here, then would he not have come for nothing…

Zhou Jing’s eyes gleamed.

…

In the next two days, Zhou Jing became low-key and obedient. He rejected all the hunters’ invitations to spar, and the reason he gave to the outside world was that he was preparing for his Third Enhancement and was adjusting his state.

Although the Imperial Hunters were very curious about this powerful newcomer and wanted to get to know him, everyone knew the danger of enhancing and tactfully did not disturb him.

After removing himself from the public eye, Zhou Jing found a day to leave the base and brought Ross to the wilderness.

The capital was mainly surrounded by plains. After running for a long time, he finally found a few sparse forests.

Zhou Jing found a secluded forest and stopped before taking out the two sets of blood potions.

“Let’s do it here… Come here and drink this.”

Ross’s expression remained wooden as he took a black oil-like potion and drank it in one gulp. He then looked at Zhou Jing without saying anything.

“Stop looking at me. Go sit over there.”

Zhou Jing pointed at a tree.

Ross then walked over and sat cross-legged under the tree, waiting expressionlessly for the medicine to take effect.

Soon, black blood vessels appeared and covered his calm face.

“I wonder if he can succeed this time…”

Zhou Jing muttered to himself.

Back when he had asked for two sets of Mutant Blood Potion from the workshop, one of them was chosen for Ross. It was a Flying Shadow Dragon Potion that was crafted with excellent craftsmanship.

The Flying Shadow Dragon was a rarely seen draconic mutant beast at the fatal-risk level. It was also known as the “Dark Shadow.” It was famous for its stealth and surprise attacks and could also fly for short distances. It was extremely dangerous in a dark environment. Even a fully prepared hunter team would be wiped out if they were not careful.

Ross’s previous enhancement had chosen the “Black Hand Fox.” The range of species for development was huge.

It was naturally best to use similar types of potions to strengthen one’s blood. However, as long as the enhancement direction and characteristics of different types of medicine were similar, there would not be any conflicts. The risk of losing the success rate by using the same type of potion was acceptable.

The Black-Handed Fox and the Flying Shadow Dragon were not on the same level, but their strengthening directions overlapped and had a certain degree of compatibility.

Some hunters who pursued greater strength would occasionally take the risk to jump to the path using other species of mutant blood potions when strengthening… And the enhancement effects of draconic mutant blood potions were often the best among those of the same level.

After the Eternal Apostle reset the follower function, Ross had another chance to revive, so it was better to let dumb-dumb enhance first.

Even if he failed, he would serve as an experience for Zhou Jing in further enhancing with draconic types.

Zhou Jing jumped onto the tree and observed his surroundings from time to time to see if anyone was coming, secretly guarding the area.

The blood potion quickly transformed Ross’s body. After a long time, the blood vessels on his face finally calmed down and returned to their original state.

Seeing this, Zhou Jing jumped off the tree and sized up Ross.

This dumb-dumb seemed to have grown seven to eight centimeters taller, and his arms had also lengthened a little. His hands could even reach past his knees now.

“He actually didn’t die. What kind of luck is this…”

Zhou Jing clicked his tongue. Although he was happy, he also felt a little jealous.