Inside is a small cylindrical room with silver-gray walls covered with pipes.
There is a huge silver light ball in the center, which is woven from countless silver threads.
If you look carefully, you can see that there are countless data formula symbols flowing in the silver ball, and there are things like planetary rings that are constantly reversing and flowing.
Garen stepped forward, and suddenly a white light lit up in the ground. It was densely packed with countless tiny laser bulbs, and they all lit up, as if forming countless thin white light pillars, shining on the ceiling.
Garen stopped and lowered his head to carefully observe the laser light on the ground.
Hiss... After a noise, countless laser beams instantly twisted and condensed into a silver human shape.
This humanoid is as tall as him and has a similar build. It has no facial features, skin, hair, or clothes, and seems to be just a liquid robot made of silver liquid.
"The first phase of simulation begins..."
A female computer voice came from above the head.
Garen's pupils shrank suddenly, and in just a moment, he saw the silver figure striding forward, the ground shook violently, and it ran towards him.
He himself also suddenly felt a huge suppressive force falling on him, suppressing his strength and physique to the level of an ordinary person, and suppressing the level 4 consciousness of Panying Talon to the first level.
The silver figure bent his arm forward and struck Garen on the cheek with a fierce elbow strike.
Bang!
The silver liquid splashed, and Garen blocked the elbow attack with one hand, followed by a storm of attacks. The silver humanoid's violent and ferocious attack method turned out to be his most commonly used attack method.
Elbow tips, palm knives, side kicks, and forward kicks are all the most basic fighting skills, but when combined, they give people a wild and fierce feeling.
Bang bang bang bang!!!
There were several dull explosions in succession, and Garen and the silver humanoid exchanged dozens of moves. Both sides took a few steps back without any hesitation. The two rushed forward at the same time and continued to attack.
Fist to fist, palm knife to palm knife.
Garen's expression remained unchanged as he carefully experienced his own style of attack. He somewhat understood how this simulated martial arts was modified.
By creating a self, you can observe the fight and feel the advantages and disadvantages of your own martial arts. This is obviously the way to simulate a quantum computer.
The two fought like a violent storm. No one showed any flaws. Garen's martial arts has been refined over time, so there is no need to think about flaws, and the silver humanoid is simply simulated by a computer, and there will be no flaws in the machine.
The weak masters competed with each other. The situation has always been a draw.
"There are no flaws...Is this my martial arts?" Garen punched the silver humanoid away, "That's wrong, my martial arts is not so superficial... There are no flaws, but I can also create flaws!"
He let out a low roar. His hands twisted in a spiral shape, and suddenly turned into dozens of imaginary and real palm shadows.
Twelve flying dragon fists!
He taught Xilin the fighting and killing skills. While he didn't want to expose his Wan Zhen Kung here, he could only use such ordinary killing skills.
As expected, the silver humanoid was not fooled by the feint, and instantly punched the same number of phantoms. Among the countless phantoms, the two fists collided with precision.
Bang!!
The two of them took a few steps back, their bodies slightly unstable due to the force of the counter-shock.
The consciousness of Garon Pan Eagle's sharp claws suddenly exploded, his hands were like falcons, shaking the air, and he suddenly rushed forward, punching the silver humanoid in the heart.
Wow...
The human form melted and completely dissipated.
"This is simulated martial arts? Fighting with silver humanoids without flaws, knowing their own shortcomings and advantages? But after all, they are just simulated virtual characters. Combat consciousness is not enough to simply simulate. What is also needed is Yang.
Conspiracy."
Garen let out a breath, feeling that he had gained nothing.
"Second stage of simulation, start..." The female computer voice came again.
The silver humanoid suddenly regrouped. This time it looked different, and the silver humanoid seemed to be slightly stronger.
He punched me so loudly that it actually caused a roaring wind.
Garen still has the physique of an ordinary person, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw this punch. This human form was basically twice as strong as an ordinary person. This was deliberately suppressing him to fight the weak against the strong!
His heart raced, and he punched him in the same direction, but his fist turned into a palm and hit the edge of the silver human-shaped fist, deflecting it.
But in an instant, the opponent's tyrannical consciousness suddenly burst out, slamming into the edge of his palm that touched his fist.
It was the same Panying Claw consciousness, which also had a full fourth level. It surged in from the point of contact between the two.
Garen mustered up his consciousness and went out to fight. The advanced warrior's special force-generating technique, shock, was launched violently.
After several buzzing sounds, the silver humanoid's consciousness was interrupted, and it softened into a puddle of mud and collapsed.
The advanced skills, shock, and power that all practitioners of secret martial arts must cultivate are naturally not something that can be simply simulated by a computer. This involves extremely complex mental and physical coordination and control.
Computers have no spirit, and the simulation of consciousness is only input by others in advance. Otherwise, even consciousness cannot be output. Therefore, facing the shock of this kind of mental simulation, there is no way but to retreat.
"The second stage is over. Do you want to enter the third stage? The consciousness is doubled, the physical body is doubled, and the explosive attributes are added. Extreme attributes. Please note that the third stage is the theoretical deduction of the strongest form by the simulation practitioner."
The electronic female voice came again.
"Oh? My theoretical strongest state?" Garen became interested. "Come on."
He felt a rare excitement in his heart.
The silver humanoid condensed again, this time turning into a special liquid translucent body.
Phew... The violent force field of consciousness spread suddenly, and it had obviously reached the fifth level. The humanoid body casually drew its palm, tearing the air and making a harsh noise.
"Come on!" Garen chuckled and took the initiative to attack, "Twelve Flying Dragon Fist!"
Dozens of fist shadows blasted past, but in an instant, a violent and tyrannical force field suddenly spread out. Without any movement, the humanoid just stood there and raised his hand, and fired at Garen.
boom!!
Everything disappeared.
Garen opened his eyes suddenly.
He was still standing in front of the huge silver ball of light. There was nothing around him, no silver figures, and no large number of laser lights. It seemed that he had just come in not long ago, and he just stood there and fell asleep.
"Is it silent hypnosis... or is it a hallucinogenic system?" Garen closed his eyes, feeling that the scene just now still clearly existed in his mind.
"What a wonderful technology..."
"Congratulations on passing the second level and receiving the reward: primary technology of intelligent robots."
A little virtual translucent chip appeared in front of his eyes. Garen stretched out his hand to touch it gently. Suddenly the chip dissipated and turned into countless black lines that penetrated into his terminal watch.
"The simulated martial arts correction is over. The evaluation result is that your martial arts is perfect and has no flaws. The simulated martial arts correction is of little value to you." The female computer voice concluded.
"Um... besides me, how many people have passed the second level?"
"To date, one thousand, two hundred and eighty-six people."
"What about the third level?"
"The third level is a battle mode that theoretically exists, and only one person has passed it."
"All right..."
After exiting the simulated battle room, Garen did not get any advice from the computer at all. Most people usually get the advice from the quantum central computer on the merits and demerits of martial arts after coming out. But his conclusion was perfect and had no flaws.
But what Garen cares about is the third level. There are actually people who have actually passed it. Considering the absolute gap in consciousness and physical strength, there are still people who can actually pass this level. This is simply a fantasy.
Absolute power suppression skills, because this is no longer a question of skill level. When a person can't even get close to the opponent's body, then what fighting method can he use to defeat his opponent?
In the third level, the consciousness reached the peak of level five. Under the spread of the force field, he could not even get close. Garen could not think of any way to defeat himself who had strengthened to that point.
When he walked out of the simulation room, he finally tried to ask.
"Can you tell me the name of the person who passed the third level?"
"One hundred and twenty-four years ago, Jero Kavis."
Jerocavis?
Garen kept repeating this name in his mind. This was the first time in this world that he found someone who could truly surpass him in martial arts fighting.
Defeating the strong with the weak has never been his martial art, but he admires those who can achieve the ultimate in this path.
As soon as he walked out of the Eagle's Nest, he received a call.
"Nono, the latest news is that the Great Light Mecha of the White Light Organization has officially declared war on Dongyun City and Black Pan Academy. They announced that they will take over Dongyun City and dispatched dozens of Glory Mechas, all of which are level five pilots! What a great move.
Amazing! Moreover, the strength displayed by that Great Light Mecha has far surpassed half of the fifth-level pilots! It defeated dozens of black-clad generals in a row!"
"So, this is already an act of war?!" Garen was also shocked.
"I'm afraid so. There are already instructors from the academy leading the team. This time it's the inheritance instructor, Thomas Andrew from the Red Whale School. This is the first time that inheritance-level pilots are dispatched. I'm ready to watch the battle. You go
Don’t you want to go!?” Xilin said quickly, “If you want to go, come to Lift Platform No. 4 in Huangmei District.”
"I'll come right away!"
Garen said quickly.
"Remember to bring your mecha! I'm afraid it won't be peaceful this time."
"clear."
Garen nodded.
When he disconnected the phone, there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.
"White Light actually dares to officially declare war with the entire Black Disk Domain... With such strength, there is definitely more than just one Great Light Mecha!"
In any case, the battle at the inheritance level belongs to the real high-level combat power in this world. He must see it with his own eyes. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! (To be continued...)