This is the first day of the trial.

Half of tens of thousands have fully accepted the world and have begun to learn to survive and do tasks.

Half of the people seemed to be still groping, carefully hiding themselves.

And there is still a small number of people who have been eliminated in anxiety and panic.

They had not even stepped out of the barren area, and had not even used the 1oo points, they had already said goodbye to the trial land.

Thousands of people were transferred out of the Huawu stronghold.

They are unwilling to give up, they don't believe it.

Someone was stolen all of his points.

"I just want to do a mission! Why do they rob me! I didn't mess with them!"

Someone stayed in the Huawu stronghold for five hours and was forcibly eliminated.

"This is unfair! They blocked me outside and couldn't escape if they went out!"

Some people want to try whether the watch can be brought to their left hand.

"Damn it! I'll take it, is it considered to be eliminated?"

"This is nothing wrong!"

Some people sympathize, some people gloat about the misfortune, and more people watch coldly.

It is a good thing to have fewer competitors.

Their watches also gave information at the end of the day.

37,825 people.

Reduced to 36,941 people

.........

the next day.

Wan Yang and Zheng Xian went to collect task items together.

Yi Chuan is still practicing.

He leaned against the cave and faced the sky, happily taking the essence of heaven and earth, floating like a world of independence.

"This is the holy place for cultivation!" Yi Chuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his whole body was stained with moisture. "The degree of cultivation is completely different from before."

In nearly a day, Yi Chuan made progress, and now he has fifteen strands of blood power in his body!

"It seems that I can catch up quickly." Yi Chuan touched his chin and thought.

The reason why I practice so incredible is that there are traces to follow.

First, because I have been promoted to the level of human bloodline.

The second is the system plus three times the cultivation level.

Third, it is because the spiritual energy is full here.

"And... the most important thing is that while practicing physical skills, my body is constantly transforming and becoming stronger. Especially the upper limit of the body." Yi Chuan stood up and moved his body very comfortably.

When he was circulating the power of his blood, the fifteen strands of blood did not put any pressure on Yi Chuan's body.

Yi Chuan sighed: "I didn't feel it when I was in the F-level before, but now I understand it a little."

"It is actually very fast to cultivate the power of blood."

"But because of physical limitations, the bloodline cannot be cultivated."

"It's not as good as the improvement effect brought by physical skills every day."

Of course, if Yi Chuan was still the F-level and had no system, he wouldn't have said that.

However, now he can fit in this way.

"I can continue to improve the power of bloodline." Yi Chuan silently began to change his cultivation method.

"And you must also practice the Realm Fist and Bison style, and do not put it aside and do not practice it; the physical skills and bloodline power can be used to use Yi Chuan's guess to get it in during this period."

Yi Chuan pondered for a while, and then he changed his own cultivation method.

He smiled with satisfaction and exclaimed.

Sure enough, Yi Chuan guessed that it would be possible to get hot everywhere.

............

Wan Yang and Zheng Xian are back.

Zheng Xian threw the things on his hand aside casually, then looked around and saw Yi Chuan under the rock wall.

He ran over.

"Yi Chuan, are you lying on the ground and sleeping?"

"Why is the body trembling all the time?"

"We're going to have a meal, you're about to get up."

"Yi Chuan, why are you glaring at me?"

Zheng Xian looked at Yi Chuan lying on the ground with a confused look on his face, not understanding why Yi Chuan stared at him and didn't speak.

Yi Chuan's face was covered in sweat, and his body opened again when he curled up for a while.

Sometimes it trembles, sometimes it twitches.

Zheng Xian looked surprised: "You won't have a cerebral hemorrhage..."

He was about to reach out to support Yi Chuan.

Wan Yang stopped him:

"Don't touch him."

"He should be practicing physical skills."

When Zheng Xian heard this, he touched his chin in confusion and said, "Cultivate physical skills? Can you still practice lying down?"

He looked at Yi Chuan excitedly: "Tell me!"

Yi Chuan: "..."

If he could get up at this time, he would definitely beat the fat boy up!

Wan Yang's voice came over: "Look at him."

When Zheng Xian heard this, he lay down and saw a pebbles under Yi Chuan's back; Yi Chuan maintained a state of suspension on the pebbles.

"Damn, what kind of physical skills is this? It's so terrible." Zheng Xian has also practiced physical skills, but they are all health-preserving physical skills with simple movements.

Especially beneficial for digestion after meals.

"Does Brother Wan Yang know what physical technique this is?"

Zheng Xian was curiously circling around Yi Chuan.

Wan Yang shook his head: "I don't know, but it seems that it should be a physical technique that is very based on balance and cohesion."

Although Yi Chuan couldn't move, he still sighed inwardly that Wan Yang had a wide range of insights.

Zheng Xian looked silent: "Training balance?"

He looked at the flesh on his body and couldn't help but lose interest.

"Yichuan, practice slowly. We'll leave one for you later." Zheng Xian mentioned that he was very energetic when he was eating and ran very fast.

Wan Yang looked at Zheng Xian's figure with a wry smile, then turned around and looked at Yi Chuan, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, and turned around and left.

Yi Chuan did not notice this. He used stones as an intermediary to practice the Dragon Ridge point, which had been going on for two hours.

It has to be said that it is more difficult to master balance in this point than before.

"Fortunately, my physical strength has increased." Yi Chuan's physical strength can at least make him persist for a longer time.

And the most important thing is the feeling of gathering strength.

After another ten minutes, Yi Chuan sweated heavily and finally fell into a state of paralysis.

"How about it, I'm on my back." Yi Chuan reached out and touched it, feeling very disgusted.

Then Yi Chuan did not immediately choose to rest and have a meal.

He beat the bison style again.

The bison style focuses on the lower plate, while the realm box focuses on the upper body and strength condensation.

Both are power-types, which can be said to be very consistent.

Yichuan ends with a bison style, closes his head, and breathes smoothly.

He feels good now, very good.
To be continued...