The secret realm of the pseudo-earth, in the paradise of the strong.

Wan Haihao held a red apple in his mouth and took off the bandage on his left arm. Looking at the wound that had healed and scabbed, he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, after five hundred years of hardship, he was completely different from his original temperament.

All his youth has faded. Although Wan Haihao still looks as young as before due to the improvement of his realm and cultivation, his temperament seems to be particularly outstanding. His thin body seems to contain explosive power, and an extraordinary elegant aura is also radiating throughout his body.

At first glance, Wan Haihao seemed to be a young man with a high position and power who controls a huge amount of wealth and strength. However, after careful observation, he would find that his eyes were not young, like an old man who had seen all the changes.

Click, click, click!

Three bites chewed all the fruit in their hands, and even chewed the core of the fruit. Wan Haihao felt the rich bitter taste in the core.

The subtle toxicity in the apple core will not have any impact on him. Instead, it can stimulate the circulation of alien true qi in his body, become more lively and rich, and help him practice.

Although this kind of goodness is very small and almost negligible, Wan Haihao has always been a meticulous person, believing in the principle of "no single steps can lead to a thousand miles". He believes that as long as it is a thing that is beneficial to him and persists in doing it and accumulate it little by little, it will be enough to bring huge changes as time goes by.

It is worth mentioning that as long as food is not wasted, normal demands like this can be met during the activity.

Although there is not too luxurious enjoyment in the paradise of the strong, most of the supplies that are convenient for cultivation are provided for free.

In this paradise of the strong, Wan Haihao opened his eyes at 1:00 a.m. every day, practiced the Seven-Rotatory Sword and "Ranking Martial Arts" until twelve o'clock noon.

Between twelve o'clock and one o'clock, he set the nutritional intake time for himself. In addition to the standard daily diet, he also had to drink three extra cups of milk, eat seven apples, ten kilograms of beef, five kilograms of pork, and three kilograms of chicken as a nutritional supplement.

Wan Haihao only eats this meal every day. If the same eating habits are put on normal humans, it is to destroy his digestive system and cannot get along with his gastrointestinal tract. However, Wan Haihao's sword realm has reached a very advanced level, and his whole body is almost like a magic sword. Not to mention irregular diet, even if it is a copper ball and iron pill, he can easily chew and swallow it like boiled peas and fried soybeans to strengthen body cells.

From 1:00 pm to 1:30 pm is the time to challenge the projection of the gods. Unless the injury is too severe and needs rest and repair, Wan Haihao has been insisting on fighting and practicing in sync during these five hundred years, ensuring that the delicate balance between the two is not broken.

From 11:30 to 12:00, it is the time for the night owls to communicate. Wan Haihao especially likes to find Zhu Hanyi, Wu Di, and Song Chu, the old brothers, to exchange cultivation and combat experiences. The four of them have not far different realms and combat power. They have common topics, can urge each other and give appropriate pressure to each other.

From twelve o'clock in the evening to 10 a.m. the next day is Wan Haihao's rest time.

Although he does not need to sleep for so long with his realm and life level, Wan Haihao firmly believes in one truth - why should he sleep three times and five times? The most useless is that he is afraid of being exposed to ten days of cold.

Many people who participated in the [National Practice Race] event did not realize the importance of developing a good habit and constantly fine-tuning it.

They rush to the forefront, fearing that they will fall behind others.

In Wan Haihao's view, the key is whether you can persevere and last until the end!

It turns out that he is right.

Although there were always friends of Guardians complaining that he was too lazy at the beginning, as time passed, those people left one by one, and he was still in the paradise.

"Huh... I always feel that I have reached a bottleneck recently, and all the accumulation has been completely digested."

Wan Haihao sighed, lowered his head, and looked at his hands with a faint look: "If you want to go further by practicing seclusion or simply taking the projection of gods, it is probably impossible."

"The fierce battles between life and death, the surging adventures, or witnessing, traveling, and accumulating more resources, can there be a further possibility."

"only……"

"Can I help him now?"

This "he" naturally refers to Ma Ran, who entered the Caolu Academy at the same time as Wan Haihao.

Although Wan Haihao has the identity of [Sword Head Personally Biography], he suddenly appears to be overshadowed by comparing with [Prophet] Ma Ran.

Even so, he never felt jealousy or hatred.

Perhaps this is because from the beginning, Wan Haihao was a gentle person to the core.

He is more willing to hurt himself than hurting others.

Besides...

After the Battle of Demon Mountain in Liancheng, Wan Haihao had already realized his true heart and found the meaning of his existence and the goal of his life.

He never thought about becoming a superior person, nor did he pursue absolute freedom.

His life ideals and pursuits are to become a qualified guardian and protect all the people or things in the world that are worthy of cherishing!

Even if you can only protect yourself for a period of time, even if you can't do your best, it doesn't matter even if you die in the battlefield.

If you are qualified to stand beside Ma Ran and fight side by side with him...

Even someone like me is qualified...

In a trance, the sound of a big bell suddenly rang in Wan Haihao's ears.

The sound seemed to be cold and ruthless at first. If you savor it carefully, you could hear a little softer.

That's...

The sound of horses!

"This national cultivation racing event officially ends."

"I feel the courage and diligence of all the participants in the event, and the information released is as follows."

"1. In addition to this universe, there are other universes and planes, and those worlds are collectively called [Endless Planes] or [Everything and All Realms]."

"2. The universe on which the earth is located is called the [Sin Universe]."

"3. The supreme ruler is the supreme combat power of the endless plane. Unless the person is shaken and captured by someone, it will not fall."

"4. A single body can only occupy one supreme position at most."

"5. When the Supreme Dominator is constrained by each other, the median God-level combat power is enough to affect the overall strategic layout of the endless plane."

“The above is an additional reward.”

"Next, the [Lifetime Gift] session, dear winners."

Hearing this, the worry on Wan Haihao's face dissipated.

A knowing smile appeared on his face.

Wan Haihao didn't pay much attention to the life span reward.

During these five hundred years, he practiced the Seven-Rotatory Sword and "Ranking Martial Arts" at the same time, and entered a unique sword path. Although he looked recognizable, his essence of life can actually be regarded as a magic sword.

For a long time, he did not have to face the problem of lack of life.

What really made Wan Haihao happy was the fifth item in the extra information.

"The combat power of the middle-level god level can already affect the overall strategic layout of the endless plane under certain circumstances..."

Work hard and persevere make sense!

At this moment, the five hundred years of hard work have been recognized by Ma Ran!
Chapter completed!