my body has no limits

Chapter 709
Yang Ding came out of General Black Sheep's Mansion and lived in a tavern a few streets away.

The urban architectural style of the Dark Demons is similar to that of the West in the Middle World. The tavern can not only drink and eat, but also provide accommodation.

Of course, if you have any other needs, you can also introduce it through the boss.

Yang Ding said that apart from sleeping, he has no other needs.

The food of the Black Demon Clan was not in line with Yang Ding's appetite at all, and the same was true for the drinks. He tentatively ordered a drink and food set meal, and found that it was more disgusting than Ding Ding.

When no one else noticed, they were all thrown into the magma of the portable small world.

Or let them burn to ashes in the flames.

Their existence is a kind of pollution to the small world.

From then on, Yang Ding only slept in this tavern. His previous goal of gaining the attention of the top leaders of the Dark Demons through fame had been achieved, and now there was no need for Piccolo to tell those legendary adventure stories.

Yang Ding went out to visit Heiyang City every day, and then went back to his room to exercise.

Because it is in the territory of the Black Demon Clan, Yang Ding did not practice Taijiquan. Who knows if General Black Sheep used any special method to monitor him.

So even after the Black Demon spies outside left, Yang Ding would simply exercise all parts of his body.

Never use any non-Dark Fiend techniques.

In fact, Yang Ding was a little too cautious. After all, the Black Demons are a race that can conquer the small world. It is normal to have some skills and exercises of other races.

If only relying on the growth method of the Dark Demons, which is to develop talents and awaken bloodlines, the future of a Dark Demons is doomed from the moment he is born, and such a Dark Demons lacks some vitality.

Later, the Demon Emperor came to the world, and under his leadership, the Black Demons began to conquer all worlds and absorbed the essence of many races.

It was like pouring a new river into a pool of stagnant water, and the entire Dark Demons began to come alive.

It is no longer possible to see life at the moment before death just by opening your eyes. As long as you work hard, you will definitely become stronger.

Does it sound very inspiring?

Therefore, people have to work hard and work hard. The Black Demons have such a good talent and they have to work hard to cultivate. The physique of the human race is not strong among all races, so of course they should work harder.

Yang Ding's performance all fell into the eyes of General Black Sheep, and his cautious performance made General Heiyang very satisfied.

Only those who know how to restrain themselves can go further.

General Black Sheep now has a little more confidence in Yang Ding's ability to pass the test.

If his confidence in Yang Ding was only [-]% before, it is at least [-]% now, a huge increase.

A [-]% chance of success is worth trying for General Black Sheep.

Yang Ding would never have imagined that in General Black Sheep's mind, his chances of passing the test would be so "high".

If he knew, he might have to think more about whether to take this test.

Now that he had no chance to regret it, he was heading to the test site together with nine other Dark Demon warriors.

Ten candidates who participated in the test plus a guide, a total of eleven people rushed to the test site on a huge black eagle.

The eagle's back was very quiet, and Yang Ding had no chance to inquire about some information about the test.

Yang Ding remained calm, kept his body and head steady, and quietly looked at the other nine test takers with his eyes. Their strengths should all be at level six or less than level seven, and from the expressions on their faces and eyes, Yang Ding Top infers that they know something about the test.

At least know more than yourself.

Now Yang Ding finally understands that he is an experiment of General Black Sheep, it is normal to fail, and success does not necessarily mean a good result.

Maybe worse than failure.

If he fails, he will die at most, but once he succeeds, Piccolo becomes the best experimental subject. What awaits him may be more experiments that are more terrifying than death.

well!Sure enough, the beauty of the Dark Demons is just a fantasy, and the reality is always cruel.

In the end, Yang Ding failed to get any useful information from other test participants and guides.

They didn't even speak a word to him, no one in the Dark Lord would speak to a doomed man.

The Dark Demons are not a race rich in philosophers. They don't think too much about death. To die is to die. Apart from being a material or a preparation for resurrection, there will be no meaning after death.

This is different from many races. In many races, death is a very grand event. Like the origin of life, the death of life is also the truth that this race ultimately wants to explore.

Although the race that wants to explore the truth of death does not have a thorough understanding of death, it is precisely because of this that many interesting theories about death have been born.

Some have even attracted the attention of races and powerful individuals who really understand death, and the search for truth is a very interesting process in itself.

The Dark Demons believed that the dead clansman would no longer be of any use, so they would not want to communicate with the clansman who was about to die.

What's more, Piccolo was the only civilian participant.

What's there to talk about with a commoner, about whose wife has a bigger butt or which pub's wine is stronger?

The guide didn't say a word along the way, his task was to bring all ten people to the testing place, and he didn't care about anything else.

Yang Ding once tried to say hello to him, as a prelude to inquiring about the news, and then, huh!

Yang Ding sat back in his seat again.

"Damn old man, don't say anything, why are you looking at me like that, as if I'm going to die!"

After Yang Ding sat down, he complained in his heart about the look in the old man's eyes just now.

Those eyes told Yang Ding every second that he was going to die, why bother to ask so many questions?

In the eyes of the guides, not only Yang Ding was there to die, nine and a half out of ten of them were there to die, and whether the other half survived depends on luck.

half?

How did half survive?
Yang Ding was puzzled by the unit of measurement of the Dark Demons.

But no one explained this issue to him. It is a normal thing to die with doubts.

After nearly five hours of flight, Yang Dingcai and nine other black demon warriors arrived at the location of this assessment.

A group of volcanoes located on an island.

This is quite in line with the impression of the Black Demons in Yang Ding's mind.

I like the smell of sulfur.

"Go down, someone will take you to the assessment."

This was the first time Yang Ding heard the guide speak actively, and he said goodbye as soon as he opened his mouth.

He is the guide, and he is only responsible for guiding the way. Now that the assessment site has arrived, it is time for him to go back and rest.

The giant black eagle stopped in the air tens of meters high, and nine Black Demon warriors jumped down without hesitation and landed firmly on the island.

Yang Ding was the last one. Before leaving Eagle Back, he said very politely to the old man who was leading the way: "Thank you."

Then he also jumped down, only a few tens of meters high, even a well-trained commoner of the Black Demons could jump down without any injuries.

When the guide heard Yang Ding's words of "thank you", his originally calm eyes showed a hint of surprise. He watched Yang Ding land, a smile suddenly appeared on his lips, and then he drove the black giant eagle and left the volcanic islands.

Interesting civilians participating in the assessment!
(End of this chapter)