C9 The division of the ranks of the fighters

When Yi Yang left the room, a large group of people had already surrounded the door to watch the liveliness. When Yi Yang was around, they had a very tacit understanding to maintain silence, to watch the situation inside.

"Holy sh * t!" Am I seeing things? That trash Yi Yang actually trampled all three of them in their dorm? There's still Brother Luo in there? "

It was unknown who said this first, but it attracted a lot of discussion.

"Isn't it? What do you think I saw? Yi Yang's fist had broken Brother Luo's legs! This brat was really ruthless! Why didn't I see it before? "

"That's right!" Look at that sissy Liu Yu, his face was slapped like a pig's head. Even if it was Yi Yang who told Monkey to move, the monkey wouldn't even dare to fart! Do you think it's strange? "

Everyone exclaimed one after the other, no one knew why Yi Yang had such a sudden change in expression.

"Hey, Yang Yan, you are usually close to Yi Yang, tell this big guy, what is going on? How did he become so powerful all of a sudden? " A male student who had good relations with Yang Yan asked curiously.

"Maybe he's been hiding his strength." Yang Yan said weakly.

Aside from this explanation being reasonable, Yang Yan really couldn't find any other reason to interpret Yi Yang's stunning performance today. Even now, he was still immersed in shock and was unable to extricate himself from it.

Decisiveness, viciousness, sharpness, ruthlessness, was this still the Yi Yang that had to submit to all odds? If not for the fact that his appearance was no different from before, Yang Yan would never have believed that the person who taught Fatty Luo and the others a lesson was Yi Yang.

"Whoa, it seems like this kid is a tolerant contestant!" I really submit! He could actually endure for so long! In the past, when so many people bullied him, he didn't do anything.

It's Fatty Luo and his men who are bullying people! But if they did not force Yi Yang, I think we would not have seen a good show! "

Yang Yan's words caused quite a big commotion in the crowd, after a round of discussion, they all left, leaving only a few students with more strength to carry Fatty Luo and the other two over to the school's infirmary.

Yang Yan did not follow him to the infirmary, but followed the direction that Yi Yang went in. He wanted to find Yi Yang and find the reason why he came here.

At this time, Yi Yang was meditating with his eyes closed on a small hill not far from the dorm. He did not cultivate, but instead observed the 302 points he had earned from completing the last wish mission in his mind.

Yi Yang had carefully counted them all. The ones who could obtain the wills on the final wish list could receive up to 10,000, but the ones who could receive the least were only pitiful 1 point. Although these 302 points were not worth much, it was definitely not a small amount.

Just as Yi Yang was about to exchange these 302 points for surviving fruit s, the sound of footsteps came from behind him. Yi Yang vigilantly opened his eyes and saw Yang Yan.

"Why are you here?" Yi Yang smiled. Towards his roommate, who took good care of his original owner, Yi Yang had a good impression of him.

"Yi Yang, you just... Is he cultivating? " Yang Yan did not answer Yi Yang's question, but said it in surprise. When he saw Yi Yang sitting cross-legged earlier, he was even more sure of his guess.

"Uh, sort of." Yi Yang said perfunctorily, even if he wanted to explain, he would not be able to explain it.

"My guess is right, you are indeed a martial artist!" Yang Yan was very sure about this as his face flushed red with excitement.

"Martial artist?" Yi Yang was startled for a moment, and then he realised that the warriors of this world were equivalent to the cultivators of Cultivation Continent. Can... Let's put it this way. "

After chatting for a while longer and sending Yang Yan away, with the information he obtained from the original owner's memory fragment, Yi Yang gradually familiarized himself with the world's power levels.

In this world, there were many capable people just like the cultivators of Cultivation Continent. They all had a common term: warriors.

Warriors were divided into four different levels. One was the Body Refinement Realm, dark phase Realm, apocalyptic stage Realm and the other was the legendary Void Spirit Realm. Other than the ethereal period, the first three levels all had differences in early, middle, and late stages.

The people here basically knew about the existence of warriors. The number of warriors in the first two realms was not rare, but it was definitely rare as well, and experts in apocalyptic stage were rarely seen. Normally, they would either live in seclusion or be hired by powerful figures in the world to act as personal guards.

At Yi Yang's current realm, he was a martial artist at the very bottom of the world who had yet to even reach early body refining. However, as a cultivator who had cultivated for hundreds of years, Yi Yang was very confident that he could attack this world's ethereal stage.

After he understood the different levels of cultivation clearly, in order to prevent himself from being disturbed again, Yi Yang changed to a more secluded place to meditate, and then closed his eyes to enter the Rebirth System.

Yi Yang pressed on the exchange button on the small disk that was in charge of exchanging surviving fruit s, at the same time that his desired value was emptied, the entire small disk immediately lit up, and in the midst of the golden light, a red round fruit the size of a quail egg slowly appeared.

With a thought from Yi Yang, the small red fruit appeared in his hands.

Yi Yang picked up the surviving fruit and examined it carefully. He discovered that it was bright red and was emitting a faint golden light.

"It's comparable to the Cultivation Continent's precious fruit." Yi Yang secretly laughed and then threw the surviving fruit into his mouth.

He originally wanted to digest the effects of the surviving fruit, but the surviving fruit melted in his mouth and didn't give him the chance to think back.

Yi Yang smacked his lips, thinking that this taste was pretty good, but it disappeared too quickly, and he didn't even have time to enjoy it.

After consuming the surviving fruit, Yi Yang immediately closed his eyes and started to meditate, using the Inner Vision Technique on his soul body to examine the situation, he wanted to see how the surviving fruit was able to extend its life.

Yi Yang saw that after the surviving fruit was swallowed, it turned into a bright golden liquid that flowed down his throat slowly. Then, the golden liquid turned into streaks of golden light and drilled into the flesh of his entire body.

Yi Yang gritted his teeth as he endured the discomfort. His clothes were quickly drenched with sweat, but his expression remained as calm as ever.

Yi Yang knew that this was the effect of the surviving fruit's medicinal properties. He remembered that when he had eaten the "divine fruit" in his previous life, he had felt that it was similar to this time, but the effects of this surviving fruit seemed to be a level higher than the divine fruit. Not only could it sustain its life, it could also greatly improve its physique.