Liang Zhijin stretched out his hands, and his five fingers stretched and retracted to feel the changes brought by the virtual body, and it took a long time for Liang Zhijin to adapt to this virtual body that was probably only a soldier-level quality, but although the strength was a little weak, the real touch between his fingers surprised Liang Zhijin, if it wasn't for Shi Yan's reminder in advance, I'm afraid it would take him a while to find the difference.

Liang Zhijin looked at the top of his head, in addition to a round of crescent moon, there was a string of three-dimensional luminous numbers in mid-air, showing 47:26, and the numbers behind were still changing, it seemed that it should be a countdown to the familiar time given by Shi Yan, and after the numbers were over, the special training was about to start.

Liang Zhijin bent down and picked up the broad-bladed giant sword on the ground, swung it a few times, scratched his head, and then shouted at the hairball: "Can you change it to a smaller one, this one is not easy to use." “

Furball's eyes lit up a few times, and then he made a sassy voice, "Okay." ”

I saw a long sword appear out of thin air in mid-air, and then fell straight into the ground, sinking three inches into the ground.

"This sword looks good, huh" Liang Zhijin pulled out the sword but let out a surprised sound, "This sword hilt"

Liang Zhijin carefully looked at the long sword in his hand, and gradually overlapped with the nameless long sword on his back, especially the hilt was exactly the same, the end of the hilt was the head of a bird and beast, and the gorgeous crown feather was wrapped around the hilt to form a handguard, every time Liang Zhijin held it, there would be a strange feeling, although the virtual hilt did not have this feeling, but this special feeling would not be wrong.

The only difference from his own longsword is that this virtual longsword does not have a scabbard, but it has a blade.

"It seems that we have to find an opportunity to cast a sword blade for the long sword, Shi Yu can make the same virtual, presumably there is information about this long sword in the information of the God of War Palace. Liang Zhijin waved the long sword a few times, feeling unusually easy.

Taking advantage of the fact that there were still nearly forty minutes left, Liang Zhijin concentrated on practicing the basic thirteen swords in this silent Colosseum, although a few days was not enough for Liang Zhijin to make leaps and bounds in sword skills, but it also made him barely get out of the level of inaccessibility, at least he no longer relied purely on brute force to use the long sword as a club as he did at the beginning.

In this dim and silent Colosseum, only occasionally the sound of sharp weapons breaking through the air sounded, and a black-haired boy with resolute eyes practiced the most basic sword skills in the center of the Colosseum.

Thorn, split, pick

The unpretentious sword moves gradually became smooth in Liang Zhijin's hands, although Liang Zhijin is now practicing sword moves with a virtual body, and his strength is not as strong as the original, but the sound of breaking the air is not small at all.

Just when Liang Zhijin was concentrating on practicing his sword skills, he didn't notice that the huge virtual number in mid-air had been reset to zero, and just when the last number had also become 0.

"Click" "Click"

Torch-like lighting lights were lit up over the Colosseum, making the dim Colosseum gradually brighter, and the auditorium was still empty, and then the special atmosphere gradually burned.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

A few loud bangs, Liang Zhijin set up his long sword and looked at the place where the loud noise was made, there was a huge iron gate in each of the four directions of the southeast, south, west, and northwest, which was dim but not found before, and now the Colosseum, which was slightly brighter, four huge iron fences fell down, revealing four pitch-black holes like the entrance to the abyss, devouring all the light.

"Something is coming out. Liang Zhijin looked at the dark hole in front of him with a solemn expression, although there were also holes behind him and on the left and right sides, but Liang Zhijin could only take care of one. He only has the physical fitness of a soldier now, and all the hole cards, including spiritual power, cannot be used, and the only thing he can rely on is the sword skills that are not yet very proficient and the long sword in his hand.

"Huh?" Liang Zhijin's face changed slightly, and he suddenly felt that the ground was shaking, as if a herd of beasts was rushing towards him.

"Moo~!" "Moo~!" "Moo~!"

The strange beast roar resounded in the depths of the narrow cave entrance, and suddenly from the dark cave mouth rushed out a strong bull-like beast with a head full of three or four meters high, the cow-like beast had sharp and narrow bone spurs on its back, curved sharp horns, and reptile-like scaly armor skin all sounded the alarm bell of danger in the depths of Liang Zhijin's heart.

"Thornback Ironclad Bull!"

Liang Zhijin gasped, he was no stranger to this spiny-backed ironclad cow, and even he had eaten a steak made of thorn-backed ironclad cow, and in the dinner that Jiang Nan'er cooked for him, the meat was extremely tender and delicious.

But no matter how delicious and delicious it is, it can't hide the fact that this beast is a king-level beast!

There are a hundred spiny-backed ironclad cows in each of the four directions, and the horns of each thorn-backed ironclad cow have a faint red, as if they have been stained with blood.

"Moo~!" "Moo~!" "Moo~!"

With the roar of the bull that resounded throughout the Colosseum, boom~~~~

The four hundred thorn-backed ironclad bulls, all of whom were beginner king-level, had red bull's eyes, white gas spewing from their nostrils, and their four hooves trampled on the Colosseum and quickly rushed towards Liang Zhijin.

"Is it so exciting?" Liang Zhijin's eyes flashed with madness, although he didn't know if dying in the virtual space would have an impact on the real world, but Liang Zhijin knew that if he died in the virtual world, then it would be a failure of the special training, and failure was the result that Liang Zhijin could never refuse!

Liang Zhijin held a long sword, facing the herd of cattle rushing from all directions, the distance between the two sides was two hundred meters, and in front of the primary-level king-level alien beast with a speed of more than 100 meters per second, he rushed over in the blink of an eye, like a tsunami, and the endless wave of thorny back ironclad cattle instantly submerged Liang Zhijin!

In the face of the rushing herd, Liang Zhijin did not move, in fact, he had no way to retreat, the four passages locked his retreat, holding the long sword in both hands, calmly standing in the center of the Colosseum.

"Boom~"

The breath of the thorn-backed ironclad cow diffused, and the first thorn-backed ironclad cow at the front of the entire thorn-backed ironclad herd finally rushed in front of Liang Zhijin.

Liang Zhijin is very experienced in his two-year career as a monster hunter, and he cleverly moves sideways to step back to avoid the rushing Thornback Ironclad Ox, and then when he leans sideways beside the Thornback Ironclad Ox, the long sword in his hand flashes!

Blood mist erupted from the neck of the first spiny-backed ironclad bull.

Liang Zhijin's eyes were focused and calm, he knew very well that when facing the herd of beasts, especially when every alien beast was a threat to him, he must not panic.

Just as Liang Zhijin continued to flash sideways, guiding the two spiny-backed ironclad bulls to collide with each other, he found that the two spiny-backed ironclad bulls were passing through each other as if they were virtual bodies.

"Oh no, if you can't take advantage of the huge size of the spiny-backed ironclad cow to fight for space to dodge, this herd" Liang Zhijin's face changed, so he lost his biggest advantage.

If Liang Zhijin thought the same, he dodged more than ten spiny-backed ironclad oxen, and after killing three thorn-backed ironclad cows with difficulty, Liang Zhijin was trampled to death by the thorn-backed ironclad ox, and his entire body turned into a little light and dissipated.