On the nineteenth day when he went deep into the wild area of Dorcados City, Xu Zhi's face turned earth-colored. On one hand, he was inspired by the numbing experience and on the other hand, he was tortured by the extreme climate of South Australia.
This is not energy consumption that can be compensated by relying on regeneration talent.
Wandering in this area, Xu Zhi has not slept comfortably for many days. For him who has a dream world, this seems a bit incredible.
As the best representative of sleep, Xu Zhi also had such a day.
Ubiquitous poisonous insects, with far more species than in southern Yunnan, including poisonous snakes, poisonous pythons, poisonous centipedes, poisonous scorpions, sandworms, stone stingers, poisonous leeches, blood-sucking gadflies, poisonous mosquitoes and other creatures of various sizes, and even repellent insects
It is difficult to prevent even medicine.
The tent was torn apart by poisonous insects on the first night, so Xu Zhi gave up this camping tool and instead looked for a cave nest.
Relying on the hand-held cutting machine left over from cutting the Titan's body before, Xu Zhi also built several rock houses, but even if the sealing was good, it still made him feel uneasy.
One day, Xu Zhi woke up and found a slender poisonous centipede in his nostril. Xu Zhi gave up the idea of going to the dream world to adjust.
It was probably because these poisonous insects were already full after eating Tiaotiao's corpse, and he was just looking for a place to sleep, which saved him from disaster. If the poisonous centipede was in a state of hunger, and he had no consciousness and little resistance, he would definitely have to kill him.
Get into his body, even into his mind.
After many days, it was normal for Xu Zhi to be in a poor mental state. What made him happy was that the experience he gained these days had reached the pinnacle of his life.
He can easily gain tens of thousands of experience points in a day, and on his strongest day, Xu Zhi even gained 18,000 experience points, which is almost close to the upper limit of the impact of the eighth-level Holy Singing Technique.
The experience he brought was a total of 250,000.
This is a huge number. Xu Zhi did not dare to imagine it before. It is far more than the dream world, the Void Tavern, and even the ruins.
Today, as long as he acquires 10,000 more experience points, his regeneration talent can reach level eight.
This progress was faster than he thought, and this was also due to the fact that the wild areas of Dorcados City were sparsely populated and there were not many places worth exploring.
Apart from the overpopulation of jumpers that cannot be dealt with, this place has no other advantages.
What is tasteless to others is a paradise to Xu Zhi.
The current recovery power of thirty-five points of life per day has more than doubled the recovery power of fifteen points before coming to South Australia.
According to Tuo Guhong's calculations, it would have taken him sixty to seventy years to become a master, but now it would probably only take thirty years, basically before the age of fifty. Xu Zhi was once excited about the possibility of winning in this life.
It is difficult for Houtu Xuanjing to become a big trap. With the support of regeneration talent, his Qi training technique cannot retreat and will only keep moving forward. It is far from the need to enter the level of retreat due to insufficient medicine, thus avoiding impatience.
And anxiety, the mentality can be very relaxed.
With many worries put aside, Xu Zhi gradually became calmer. In addition to relying on the chanting technique to kill these jumping pigs, he also continued to practice his claw skills, the three major movements.
It's hard to fight Xu Zhi with blood all over his body due to his physical skills, but with enough Tiaotiao attacks, he can also hone his martial arts skills.
There are those who rely on waterfalls to practice, and some who rely on the impact of waves, and there are also various small kung fu that rely on chasing sparrows, butterflies and other creatures. Xu Zhi feels that it is understandable that he relies on a bunch of jumping pigs to practice.
In fact, he really gained a lot of benefits.
These little things who are not afraid of death are attacking from all sides. Their short stature and extremely high jumping ability make them far more insignificant than Yan Jinbai. They are extremely powerful in Xu Zhi's Qi training release, condensation, claw skills and three major movements.
Great exercise effect.
His strong body prevented most injuries. Occasionally, he could rely on healing magic, and in more severe cases, he could rely on medical magic, or even wait for his regeneration talent to repair.
Swallowing his saliva, Xu Zhi took a defensive posture, gestures and spells and released them all at once.
In front of him, there was another extremely large jumping group, numbering nearly a thousand.
Except for some Tiaotiao who are munching next to the trees, most of them will enter the carnival stage when they have time, and all kinds of humming sounds are endless.
When the number reaches a certain level, even the vulnerable jumping pigs will burst out with extremely powerful damage.
An adult can easily defeat a giant goose, but if a thousand geese attack at once, tragic death is the only outcome.
For most cultivators, when their internal energy is exhausted, their strength is exhausted, and they are besieged, they will be killed by Tiaotiao.
Xu Zhi had suffered a loss in this area before. When his magic value was insufficient, he fell into the frenzy of the jumpers. Hundreds of jumpers chased him. As more jumpers poured in, that time
He was extremely embarrassed until he got into the thick rock house and sealed all the gaps. Only then did the terrifyingly large number of Tiaotiaos leave reluctantly.
For this siege, Xu Zhi was fully prepared. The chanting technique would be released several times every eight seconds, and then he would enter the stage of hand-to-hand combat.
In the crazy carnival of flesh, the bodies of the yellow-skinned jumpers kept shaking, and they jumped to death in a few breaths. Xu Zhi, who suddenly came into the sight of the jumpers, was obviously the one being attacked.
"Wherever I look, all death will be struck by light."
Facing the crazy attack of Jumping Pigs, Xu Zhi finished releasing the last chanting technique, raised his hands, and slapped a few Jumping Pigs within the attack range that were lucky enough to escape.
There are many fighting styles including grabbing, taking, pinching, buckling, hooking, pinching and clawing. With the combination of these three major styles, Xu Zhi's fighting style has become more mature.
With one claw, he scratched out five hole marks from a bouncing pig, and a cheer suddenly came from Xu Zhi's ears.
"Okay, good kill. Brothers below, don't be impatient. Saburo is here to fight."
A figure emerged from the thick pile of Tiaotiao's corpses. He was in ragged clothes, unkempt, and stained with blood. His condition was worse than that of Xu Zhi. He was seen holding an iron whip and slashing at Tiaotiao.
Smash it, and flesh and blood suddenly fly everywhere.
As a blunt weapon, the iron whip is no less violent than a long stick.
Xu Zhi frowned, and his inner energy flashed from time to time to prevent him from breaking arms and legs that suddenly hit him.
There are only two to three hundred left in the Thousand-person Tiaotiao group. As long as they don't join later and sustain a little injury, Xu Zhi can destroy these little things, or beat them to the point of trembling and fleeing for their lives.
The unexpected arrival of this desperate Saburo disrupted his battle plan.
But they had good intentions, and Xu Zhi didn't say anything. This was the first living person he had encountered in nineteen days.
"Are you from a hunting group or from some military region?"
As the Tiaotiao people dispersed in a crowd, the two of them began to gasp and talk among the piles of corpses.
"What about you, from the Xiong Er Hunting Group?"
"I, I am a desperate Saburo." The iron whip man was stunned, and then looked at himself. After a few seconds, he asked with a little doubt: "Is it possible that you haven't heard of my reputation?"
What kind of self-confidence do the practitioners in Nan'ao have that made Xu Zhi encounter this rhetorical question frequently?
This is true for a Jingmen disciple, and it is also true for a newly emerged unknown cultivator.
Each of these people feels that they are very famous. This is a disease that needs to be cured.
Xu Zhi felt that he needed to supplement the information on the practitioners in South Australia so that he could be confident in facing these people.
"I'm just a person from a small place. I haven't seen much of the world. I haven't asked for advice yet?"
Xu Zhi held up his hands, looking apologetic.
"I am Qingchuan Ako, you should know who I am by now."
The man with the iron whip had a proud look on his face, and then he asked familiarly: "Do you have any energy replenishing liquid, nutritional replenishing liquid, one of the same, it's too difficult to get along in this ghost place, by the way, is there any water?"
"No."
Xu Zhi shook his head repeatedly. He had never heard of Qingchuan Chizi. This guy felt so good about himself that he would only reach out to ask for things. This could only make him think better.
"No, that's impossible. We've gone deep into this hellish place and haven't returned yet. How could you not have replenished supplies? Hurry up and give me some support. I won't lose you when I go back."
As if he didn't expect to be rejected, Qingchuan Akako's originally bad expression turned even worse. He hesitated for a moment, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
Just as Xu Zhi took two steps back slightly defensively, an iron whip suddenly struck him.