After Dahei finished devouring the corpses of the Scarlet-Tailed Butterflies, the little black dog instantly turned into a black shadow and darted back into Yang Fan's pocket.
Yang Fan carefully sensed that Dahei's aura was becoming stronger and stronger. It had even surpassed Floret's demonic cultivation.
It was obvious that the flesh of these second-grade demonic beasts was a great supplement for Dahei. If it continued eating like this, Dahei might be able to advance to the fifth-grade Demonic General level before the Tiger King by the end of the trial.
"The bloodline of the Heaven Devouring Beast is indeed extraordinary. Since that's the case, why are you still hiding here and cultivating?"
Yang Fan pulled Dahei out of his pocket and instructed softly, "There are corpses of demonic beasts everywhere in this canyon. Since you can eat so much, go ahead and eat to your heart's content!"
In this trial, the number of demonic beasts killed by the students was simply innumerable. Most of the demonic beasts' corpses were casually thrown on the ground. There was simply no time to deal with them.
Before Dahei was summoned, Yang Fan didn't think much of it. Now that he had Dahei, this glutton, wouldn't it be a waste if he didn't devour all this ready-made food?
Dahei's eyes lit up and it instantly became excited. "Is there such a good thing? No wonder this dog smelled so much blood when I woke up. I didn't expect the ground to be filled with demonic beasts' corpses! "
That's great!
As expected, following Master would never lead to a lack of flesh and blood!
Dahei snorted and cupped its fists at Yang Fan. It called out a few times to express its gratitude, then it excitedly darted into the forest.
A dog's nose was abnormally sensitive, let alone a Demonic General-level dog like Dahei. With a light sniff, it could easily distinguish where the smell of blood was the heaviest. It then flew over and plunged into the corpses of the demonic beasts, devouring them wantonly.
If it wasn't for Yang Fan's special instructions to hide its tracks, Dahei could only move back and forth between the corpses as a palm-sized shadow. Otherwise, it could directly reveal its true form and swallow these demonic beasts in a matter of minutes.
But even so, Dahei's speed wasn't slow. Basically, it could eat a demonic beast's corpse that weighed about a ton in just a few seconds. Just like the Scarlet-Tailed butterfly from before, it only devoured the flesh and bones, leaving the skin and shell untouched.
Therefore, from the outside, those demonic beasts' corpses that were lying on the ground, without any abnormalities... n
Most of the attention of the teachers on the ground and the invisible surveillance in the sky was focused on the students participating in the trial. Nobody paid any attention to the corpses of the demonic beasts that had already been killed by the students.
After all, the number of corpses was more than a thousand, and they were unevenly distributed. Nobody had the time to monitor these dead bodies.
This allowed Dahei, this silly dog, to take advantage of the situation. It ate and refined the corpses along the way. In less than three hours, it had already circled around the canyon with a radius of a hundred square kilometers. All the corpses of the demonic beasts that it came across had been carefully examined by it.
After eating to its heart's content, the demonic energy in its body was abundant, and it directly reached the peak of the fourth level. As long as it wanted to, it could break through to the fifth level of the Demonic General at any time!
However, Yang Fan was afraid that they wouldn't be able to control the leakage of their demonic energy during the breakthrough, which would disturb the airship and the teachers in the sky and disrupt the trial. Therefore, whether it was Dahei or Floret, they were not allowed to break through during the trial.
"Haha, this dog has already reached the peak of the fourth level. As long as the trial is over, I can break through to the fifth level of the Demonic General at any time. At that time, let's see if that silly cat dares to bully this dog again!"
Dahei wagged its tail and raised its head, looking proud and elated.
It couldn't wait to return to its master's side and look for that silly cat to show off. It lifted its nose and sniffed lightly to confirm its master's location. Then, it flew up a tree and ran straight ahead.
On Yang Fan's side, after nearly three hours of farming, his vitality had already reached 11005 points, and his mental strength had also reached 1223 points. The increase in his strength was extremely obvious.
This also allowed Yang Fan to confirm a fact once again. Immersing himself in cultivation and whatnot was not suitable for him at all. His opportunities were all on these demonic beasts.
If he worked hard to meditate and cultivate for an entire night, he wouldn't even obtain more than ten points of vitality. However, if he casually killed a second level demonic beast here, he would obtain at least fifteen points of vitality, and the time he used to do so was only a few seconds.
Therefore, as his cultivation grew day by day, the amount of Qi and blood he needed would also increase. He could not count on the basic breathing exercises at all. Instead, the Qi and blood he obtained from cultivating martial arts techniques might be able to help him advance quickly in the early stages.
However, by the time his cultivation reached the Martial Master stage, the experience required for each level up would be in the tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands. Even if he cultivated all his skills to the Great Perfection stage, how much Qi and Blood could he obtain?
"Therefore, farming monsters is the only shortcut for me to advance quickly in the future. There are many demonic beasts in this world, from the first level to the peak of the ninth level. There are all kinds of demonic beasts here, and I can't kill all of them. I don't have to worry about not being able to snatch a demonic beast at all."
Yang Fan was enlightened, and the already dense killing intent on his body became even more condensed.
"But for now, I can't stop taking medicine!"
He turned on the computer and looked at the time and the leaderboard.
It was 3: 50 p.m.
In first place, Chu Feiyun's points had soared to 2,900 points.
In second place, Xia Zixuan, 2,300 points.
In third place, Zhu Yuchen, 1,100 points.
In fourth place, Yang Fan, 1,055 points.
…
Below them were mostly students with 500 or 600 points. After the top 20, there were even 200 points. Most of the students with 100 points were fighting.
Yang Fan scrolled. The names of Hua Yue, Yan Han, and Zhao Zhu from Class 29 were missing. Clearly, they had been eliminated.
However, when he saw Xia Zixuan's 2,300 points, it was not hard to tell that the three of them had probably become cannon fodder in Xia Zixuan's hands. They had contributed all their points to Xia Zixuan alone.
In fact, this situation was not only limited to Class 29. The other classes were also experiencing the same thing. Right now, there were only 98 people left on the leaderboard, which was a very good indication.
"Has it started?" Yang Fan nodded and muttered to himself, "There's only an hour and ten minutes left until the end of the trial. It's indeed time to start harvesting."
Prioritizing eliminating the cannon fodder students in one's own class and accumulating their own points to prevent outsiders from benefiting in the end was the most common strategy used by many self-preservation classes.
Of course, for those students or classes who were extremely confident in their own abilities, eliminating students from other classes to earn more points was also a pretty good way to earn points.
One had to know that although the resource competition trial every year was nominally a competition for resources between the students, there would still be a corresponding ranking between each class in the end.
Just like the regular exams every semester, the higher the ranking, the more collective cultivation resources would be allocated to the class at the end of the semester. Thus, there was actually a very active competitive relationship between classes.
Yang Fan did not care about this. He had always been at the bottom of the class. He had always been looked at differently by his classmates and class teachers. He had never known what collective honor was.
Right now, in his eyes, everyone was a fat sheep, prey that he wanted to harvest points for.
Now, the harvest began!
With a straight face, Yang Fan began to walk towards the group of three closest to him.
"Hey, isn't this Yang Fan!"
"Yang Fan! Classmate Yang Fan! We're here! "
After the three students opposite him saw Yang Fan, not only were they not surprised or afraid, they even put on an extremely enthusiastic appearance, constantly waving at Yang Fan with a face full of joy.
Yang Fan was dumbfounded.
Was this a new trick?
First pretending to be friendly to deceive people, then taking the opportunity to backstab them and steal their treasures?
Hmph, how could someone as witty as me be fooled by your little tricks?
Yang Fan slowly approached the three people with vigilance. The three people's cultivation was at the eighth level of Martial Disciple. They were at the bottom of this batch of trial students and did not pose any threat to Yang Fan. However, the overly enthusiastic expressions on their faces were a little too strange, making Yang Fan have to be a little more careful.
The three people's appearances were average, but they looked a little familiar. They should be students from the next class. However, Yang Fan was sure that he did not know these three people. At least, when he was in school, he did not even greet them.
It was completely unreasonable for them to be so enthusiastic and hospitable.
"Yang Fan, are you going to aim for the champion's ranking?" A student with a face as thin as a monkey looked at Yang Fan kindly and asked him softly, "You need a lot of points, right?"
Isn't this nonsense? Yang Fan nodded speechlessly, then stared at him, wanting to see what this guy was up to.
The skinny monkey grinned, and the two companions beside him also began to laugh foolishly.
"Come, come, come. Student Yang Fan, punch us now!"
The three people at the same time puffed out their chests and gave Yang Fan an encouraging look, "Don't be polite. Of course, you don't need to use too much strength. As long as you can knock us down and send us flying, then we will directly admit defeat and give you all the points!"
"I have two hundred and twenty points here."
"I have two hundred and thirty points."
"I have three hundred and twelve points."
The three people reported their numbers one by one, like some delinquent girls in society, smiling like flowers as they reported their worth to the guests.
Yang Fan could not help but shiver. Were the students nowadays so good at playing?
So enthusiastic, so polite, how could he have the nerve to disappoint their good intentions!
Regardless of whether these people had any ulterior motives, the points that were given to him naturally could not be missed.
Yang Fan's eyes narrowed. His body suddenly moved, and three punches were imprinted on the chests of the three good-hearted people opposite him.
"Save us!"
"We admit defeat!"
"..."
The three of them flew out, then fell to the ground and flopped around. They actually really made a big fuss at the personal AI on their wrists.
Then, after a short while, a guardian teacher with a strange expression flashed out from the side. First, he looked at Yang Fan strangely, then directly reached out his hand to remove the AI monitoring of the three people on the ground, disqualifying them from the trial, then carried them away from the spot.
And Yang Fan's points, at that moment, also increased by seven hundred and twelve points.
"It's actually real!"
Yang Fan shook his head speechlessly. He could not understand what these people were doing. Such a trick, he could not understand.
Logically speaking, they were all competitors, and usually did not have any friendship. These people had no reason to specially give it to him.
If they really wanted to die, wouldn't the three of them be even more excited to fight each other? Moreover, each of them would have an additional chance to accumulate points. It was far more worth it than coming together to die like this, right?
Yang Fan was in a daze when two new faces walked over. When they saw Yang Fan, not only did they not hide, they were actually like the skinny monkey and the other two from before. From afar, they enthusiastically raised their hands to greet Yang Fan. Then, they sped up and flew towards Yang Fan.
Looking at their posture, it was as if they were afraid that Yang Fan would suddenly run away.
"Student Yang Fan, so you're here. We finally found you!"
"Come, come, come, there's not much time left. Hurry up and punch us twice!"
The two Level 9 Martial Disciples rushed to beat their chests and looked at Yang Fan eagerly.
"I have three hundred and twenty-one points now, hit me first!"
"My cultivation is the lowest. It's soft and feels good. Hit me first!"
Yang Fan: "..."
What the hell was going on? Were these people's brains all fried?
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