252 The Beginning of the Turmoil 2

Bang!

The system decides the winner.

The mobile phone armor was instantly shattered, turning into countless points of light and disappearing.

"You guy!!" a man's arrogant and angry voice came from the public channel, but before he could finish speaking, he disappeared as he exited.

"Next. Wang Yiyang shook the giant sword.

The opponent is strong, but it is useless against him.

Because he is a grandmaster.

In terms of hand-to-hand combat, although both sides have the same mecha and the same reaction speed. The same amount of strength and defense.

But the realm of combat is very different.

How could an ordinary person with a strong physique beat a top fighting master with the same physique.

So if it weren't for the observation of the opponent, Wang Yiyang would have ended the battle in an instant.

Soon, a second mech reappeared.

Wang Yiyang intends to quickly increase the strength of his opponent, which needs to overcome enough opponents.

So he doesn't waste time either.

Stepping forward is a block and a stab.

Bang!

The second mecha looked confused, and before it could react, it was over.

Then the third, the fourth.....

Until the sixth was taken out.

'Detect the actual combat ability to reach level 8, and start matching the level 8 mecha. ’

'Opponent matchmaking is over. ’

The countdown begins again.

‘3。 ’

‘2。 ’

‘1。 ’

Swish.

A matte gray humanoid mecha appeared directly in front of Wang Yiyang.

The mecha is armed with the same sword and shield, and a human face pattern arm shield is pinned to its left arm.

"Huh, a seventh-level pilot? The other party was surprised.

"I'm sorry because my weakness may affect your gaming experience. Wang Yiyang said.

"Hehe, come on. ”

The other party didn't talk nonsense, the long sword pointed, and rushed forward, bringing out a series of faint afterimages.

That's much, much faster than the mech in front of it.

It's completely two grades, two realms.

Wang Yiyang involuntarily carried the internal qi of the Thousand Variations Heart Sutra, and his body and consciousness quickly stepped into the eighth level and entered the state of time sense.

In an instant, the opponent's speed quickly slowed down.

He can see it!

Clang!!

The sword and the triangular shield collided fiercely.

It's evenly divided.

"Interesting! Can you keep up with me?"

The other party laughed, and the mecha brought out a series of afterimages, and the brush slashed out five swords in a row.

Wang Yiyang has nothing to hide. Operate the internal qi and fight against each other.

didn't fight for more than ten seconds, and the gap was suddenly revealed.

His control of the mecha is indeed a lot worse.

This man has a lot of combat experience.

Many of the special skills that can be used by mecha are used by the opponent one by one, making up for the small gap in combat experience and realm.

Wang Yiyang himself knows that what he is good at is not wearing a mecha.

This kind of fight through the mecha is much slower, and many tricks can't be used.

Like a qi attack, if he dares to use it in the mecha, his mecha will explode first in minutes.

Wang Yiyang's disadvantage became more and more obvious, and soon the opponent swept with a sword, but he couldn't avoid it and was hit in the cockpit in the chest.

Bang.

The mecha shattered and shattered.

Wang Yiyang's eyes darkened, and he withdrew from the actual combat simulation.

Sitting in the cockpit, he exhaled softly.

'The power brought by the identity system and the bonus to the mecha division are mainly in combat experience, and the rest is no different from other pilots. ’

He analyzed carefully.

'The physical strength of the pilot relies on biochemical modulation technology. The upper limit is level eight.

If you don't wear a mecha, the so-called eighth-level mecha master is just like that, and I can slap it to death. ’

The terrifying slowing effect of the heart network qi will let the mechists know what sluggishness and terror are.

The mecha master is a deformed existence, and his body is purely piled up of resources, except for the load that is strong enough, the rest are waste.

Only consciousness is up to the mark.

But the light is sometimes sensitive, and no matter how fast it is, it is useless. Defense and lethality all depend on mechas, once there are no mechas.

In actual combat, maybe even a seventh-level extreme transformer can't compare.

Wang Yiyang jumped out of the cockpit and had a comprehensive understanding of the mecha division in his heart.

This is a weird profession that leaves the mecha and its combat effectiveness drops by at least two levels.

Didi...

Suddenly, a beep came from the bracelet.

Wang Yiyang looked at it, it was Hu Ka'an, the tutor's assistant.

He tapped it lightly.

"Hey, Mr. Jukaan, is there something wrong?"

"That's right, tomorrow there is some information about the next basic exam, I can't upload it to the Internet, why don't you come here tomorrow and get it here?"

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Jukaan. Wang Yiyang thanked him.

"It's all a mentor, talking about what to do. Well, tomorrow at noon, remember to be on time. Jukaan said enthusiastically.

"Okay. ”

The communication hangs up.

Wang Yiyang stood in the middle of the hangar, thoughtful. This is a virtual single-player hangar, similar to the game's personnel selection interface, and he is the only one around.

I don't have to worry about being seen.

'Are you going to do it?'

Wang Yiyang slowly pushed out this result in his heart.

I'm impatient after just a little time, and this kind of mind is even worse than I imagined. ’

He was not surprised, it was expected.

But it's not difficult to deal with Hukaan, it's really troublesome to deal with Mentor Si Bingsai.

Although these two people, no matter how many levels of consciousness they have, their physical bodies are at most eight levels.

Under the premise that the academy is not allowed to wear miniature mechas, he can be slapped to death with a single slap.

But the problem is that after the shooting is dead, the aftermath needs to be cleaned up. This requires skill.

After all, this is a place where there are ninth-level transformers.

And he didn't think that assistants and mentors would be stupid enough to come and fight him without wearing miniature mechas.

Leave the hangar, leave the virtual combat layer.

Wang Yiyang went to the cafeteria, had dinner, and then returned to his dormitory.

All of this is put aside for now, and tonight is the time to draw a new identity.

No matter what, you have to push it back first.

Back in the dormitory, Wang Yiyang sat quietly, warmed a glass of milk, and drank it all.

Then he didn't do anything, just slowly transported the Dou Qi that had already broken through the fourth order and circulated throughout his body.

Time passes by the second.

Finally, at twelve o'clock in the night of the hunting bow, it slowly approached.

"This system is also adapted to local conditions, and the time has been changed to the hunting bow. ”

There are slight differences in the time of each place, but the overall time is the same as that of the Council of the Stars.

Wang Yiyang has read the data, and it is said that this time is not selected by relying on the rotation of the planet, but by using other more extensive and stable methods to calculate and quantify.

At twelve o'clock in the night of the Hunting Bow, it was at least much later than the sky of the Gerhi star.

However, Wang Yiyang's attention at this time was not focused on other places.

Instead, turn on the small signal jammer and pack the bracelet in an alloy box that isolates the signal.

Then stare at the identity system in the lower right corner of the view.

Swish.

The time had just arrived at 12:00, and this time it was finally accurate.

A large stream of data is swiped on the data bar.

After a few minutes, the data flow slowly stalled. A line of content that Wang Yiyang could understand emerged.

'The identity quest is complete, and the random selection of innate abilities begins. ’

'Select ..... in progress'

Soon there was a lot of data brushing down.

But this time, I don't know why, Wang Yiyang felt faster than the previous times.

Within a few minutes, the flow of data stopped.

'Once the selection is complete, you have obtained: Pig Ability-Might. ’

In an instant, Wang Yiyang felt as if his whole body had been crushed by a road roller.

The bones of the whole body are rattling, and the muscle structure is undergoing subtle changes.

A steady stream of power poured out from all over his body.

The strength is like not wanting money, frantically inflating from his body.

After about two minutes, this phenomenon slowly fades and disappears.

Wang Yiyang was sweating all over, clenched his fists, and felt that his whole body was much stronger.

"It's really a huge talent, pure muscle power, at least more than half stronger than before. ”

He sighed a little that the talent of a mere pig-headed person could actually have this kind of influence on him.

You must know that he is now a martial artist in the Grandmaster realm.

After feeling his newfound talent, his eyes fell on the data bar again.

But the data bar turned pale red at this time.

A bad feeling welled up in Wang Yiyang's heart.

"I always feel that something is going to happen...!"

His heart sank.

Before he could come to his senses.

A large stream of data came to a halt.

A new line of characters slowly emerges.

'Initialization is complete, and the Black Iron Tier identity begins to load.....'

'Identity Embedding Begins....'

'Temporal resistance...'

'Try embedding..... Fail. ’

'Try embedding again..... Fail. ’

'Try inserting.... Fail. ’

'Try to force it in. ’

'Insertion successful. Space-time resistance lifted. ’

'Like the beginning of mathematical reshaping. ’

“.........”

Wang Yiyang always felt that there was an inexplicable sense of weirdness.....

But he still focused and looked at the newly emerged characters.

You remember all the memories you've had since you were a child. I thought I was just an ordinary person. ’

But what you don't know is that you have forgotten a precious memory. ’

You've had a wonderful past, but you've forgotten it.

And now, a new opportunity has stirred up your deepest memories. ’

On the surface, you're just an ordinary mecha master.

But your true identity is actually one of the ninth-generation true disciples of the Daode Immortal Sect, Jun Hua Luan. ’

'When you were 300 years old, an attack by an alien demon caused you to fall into a coma, and your soul accidentally crossed over and reincarnated into this world. ’

You thought you might just be living your life in such an ordinary way. ’

'However, the Daode Immortal Sect has never given up on you. And the demons that attacked you never gave up on you. ’

'Now, here they are.....

........

........

........

Somewhere far away in an unknown universe.

Suspended in the midst of immortal light, a pure white immortal mountain.

A huge immortal with a height of more than 100 meters, his eyes closed, slowly opened.

"Junhua is the true inheritance of this sect, and the soul must not be reduced to the outside world. ”

The immortal's forehead suddenly cracked with a golden vertical eye.

A golden light radiated out, and in the blink of an eye, it shot into the countless immortal lights in front of him.

"Senior brother, slow down. Immeasurable Tribulation, Immeasurable Light, the outer realm where Junhua is located, may not be an opportunity for my Moral Immortal Sect. ”

A long-bearded old man dressed as an ordinary Taoist slowly condensed from the immortal light. Look at the giant immortal.

"Huh?" the giant immortal narrowed slightly.

"Since the outer realm can be reincarnated and reborn, it represents a fertile land for life to survive. Isn't this kind of world the place of life that we have always dreamed of?" the Taoist persuaded.

The giant immortal pondered for a moment and bowed slightly.

"Yes. ”

He raised his hand, a huge white jade-like palm, and gently slapped it forward.

Airplanes!!

Countless pure white immortal lights surged rapidly, condensed, and turned into a hazy and rippling huge light curtain.

In that curtain of light, the silhouette of the huge space city of the Hunting Bow was slowly reflected.