Chapter 153: The First Paragraph - Will

Three days later, when the group climbed to an altitude of 5,000 meters, someone finally couldn't help but rest.

At this time, Yang Pan's mountaineering speed was adjusted to one-third of the previous three days ago!

The speed has been reduced by three times!

Yang Pan quickly calculated the current speed, the remaining distance and time spent in the virtual universe.

The last conclusion is that the so-called twenty-one day period seems to be very long, but in fact it is just enough.

Of course, there is a prerequisite for this, that is, the difficulty will not continue to increase.

This is absolutely impossible, and the difficulty will increase a little bit every kilometer.

Two more days later, Yang Pan could no longer maintain the balance between physical recovery and consumption.

Moreover, his speed could not be reduced anymore. If he dropped again, he would be walking like an old lady climbing a staircase.

The impression points of this behavior are much more deductible than those who stop and rest.

Yang Pan has also officially entered the stage of physical exhaustion.

After five days of competition, Yang Pan was in the second group, and the first group was full of people with outstanding high-level practice skills. There were not many, only more than thirty people.

Yang Pan also realized that the different cultivation levels were subject to different suppression.

This ensures that everyone's starting point is the same.

The difference between the two groups is about five or six hundred meters.

The gap is not too big, but it is slowly widening.

Two more days passed, and today was the seventh day. One third of the time passed, and Yang Pan climbed to an altitude of 8,000 meters with the Second Group.

The first paragraph was not over yet. Yang Pan's physical strength had already bottomed out, and the feeling of weakness, dizziness, and nausea that he had never experienced continued to flow.

The mental torture brought by physical weakness.

There was a voice in my mind reminding me: "It's the same if you take a break for a while, just take a short rest. After your physical strength has recovered, you can continue to climb. Seven days have passed, and there are still two-thirds of the time, and the journey has been nearly halfway through."

"You are very tired, give up, take a step back and the sky is wide open."

"You have a peerless inheritance, you have peerless treasures, and you have peerless adventures. There is no need to suffer like this here. Even if you are eliminated and return to the Great Zhou world, you will be able to ascend to the upper realm with your own strength. Why should you suffer here? Give up and not join the upper realm sect, you will be able to laugh and be proud of the heavens."

"Give up, give up, give up, give up..."

Yang Pan's past and present lives were all born with a golden key in his arms, and his pursuit of material things had almost reached its peak.

To a certain extent, Yang Pan’s biggest weakness lies in his will. How strong will can a rich second generation who has never suffered or been destroyed by life?

However, from another perspective, Yang Pan, who has no troubles in material life, must be very eager and firm in his spiritual pursuit.

Therefore, Yang Pan devoted himself to his practice in this life and wanted to become an immortal and achieve enlightenment.

This kind of heart towards Tao is much stronger than that of ordinary mortals who have been busy with food, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

Is Yang Pan weak in will?

No, you were wrong, maybe Yang Pan was like this before he got it.

But after Yang Pan practiced, his mind and will had changed.

Without a strong will, how can you face the sea of ​​corpses, blood, and infinite resentful souls calmly?

I'm afraid I've been mentally broken long ago, right?

Therefore, Yang Pan's weakness in will in this life was actually strengthened by subtle influence.

"No, no, I can't give up here. If I give up here, I will face more difficult difficulties in the future, wouldn't I still have to find a reason to give up?" Yang Pan said to himself. The originally loose will was actually condensed under this awareness.

This is a spirit and belief that never gives up.

When you reach the level of Yang Pan, you need to consider more issues, not just martial arts and resources.

It is absolutely impossible to build a true strong man by relying on peerless martial arts and endless resources. Every strong man has his own beliefs. Every strong man will condense his own truth and principles.

These are things that resources cannot do.

Of course, different worlds have different methods of practice and the rules are also different.

It is undeniable that some worlds can really use resources to pile up a pig into a god.

The question is, which one is stronger than the powerful man who has made up his own beliefs and has emerged from the sea of ​​corpses and blood and condensed his own principles?

After the will is condensed, it dispels spiritual distractions and greatly weakens the mental weakness.

The physical consumption can be persisted, even if the physical strength is exhausted, it can squeeze the physical potential. After all, Yang Pan's physical body is the Shura Dharma body, and even if it is sealed, the potential squeezed cannot be underestimated.

The key is also the pressure on the mind.

After seven days, at least seven or eight hundred people stopped to rest. These people could basically be included in the list of eliminated ones.

It is extremely rare for Yang Pan to still insist on being in the Second Group.

Three more days passed, and when Yang Pan climbed to a height of more than 10,000 meters, some people in the first group could not hold on and stopped.

Then, more and more people stopped to rest.

This wave of rest seems to be contagious, from the first group to the second group, and then to the third group. At least half of each group can't hold on and stop and rest.

Yang Pan gritted his teeth, forcibly expelling mental weakness and pressure, maintained his own pace, and moved forward slowly without stopping.

The magic body formed by Yang Pan's nine transformations has extraordinary potential. A little bit of physical force is not the limit for Yang Pan's physical body. It's just that this kind of power is sealed, so it seems so difficult.

In fact, it's not just Yang Pan.

The other assessors are more unbearable than Yang Pan.

Even people who lie on the ground, use hands and feet together, "climb" up.

When will the head be?

Is this first section of the road so long?

Even if they were crawling, some people could not hold on, either collapsed to the ground or fell down the ladder by a fight.

Basically, it means they have been completely eliminated.

The consequences of falling from more than 10,000 meters are really not just a joke, it must be quite serious.

Yang Pan felt as if he was carrying a mountain on his shoulders. Every step he took would consume more physical strength and strength.

His lips and tongue were dry, his face turned blue and white, and his forehead was full of sweat.

However, if you look closely, you will find that Yang Pan's eyes are still bright and bright.

Fortunately, there were no mortals among the people present, otherwise they would really not be able to bear it if they didn’t eat or drink for twenty-one days.

Even acquired martial artists and innate martial artists only started climbing the mountain after taking the fasting pill.

Otherwise they would have finished playing long ago.

Yang Pan did not pay any attention to the outside world anymore and was climbing the mountain intently.

Step by step, step by step.

The path of practice is like climbing a mountain.

There is no shortcut, no luck.

Only efforts can reward.

Yang Pan gradually gained some understanding of this.

Yang Pan's will is even stronger. I want to practice and I want to live forever!

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On the thirteenth day, Yang Pan suddenly felt the pressure relaxed and the power came back again. The true energy in his body was under a great circle, dispelling the weakness of his body, and his true energy seemed more condensed.

"Is this the first paragraph over?" Yang Pan sighed softly.

"Ten breaths of rest time, now remember the time." A voice suddenly sounded, which was a special reminder.

Everyone who has walked the first section of the road can hear this sound, which is also a benefit.

Even if it's only ten breaths.

Yang Pan dared not delay and circulated his true energy frantically, and his purple air filled his body, gathering energy and rivers.

This is the method of healing.

Of course, Yang Pan used this method not to heal the wound, but to quickly restore his own vitality.

After climbing up for this 15,000 meters, it constantly squeezes the potential of the body and extracts more physical strength. Although it will not damage the origin, it will also damage some vitality.

At this time, Yang Pan could not spend a drop of essence and blood to supplement these consumptions.

There is no need to waste your essence and blood in this consumption.

At the same time, the time and place are not right.

Yang Pan knew that he was one of the targets of focus now. Although his aura was hidden, Yang Pan did not dare to guarantee that the master of the Golden Pill level could not be discovered. Moreover, this skill was more indecent and most open and upright. This was a magical skill passed down from the family.
To be continued...