Ahan chose a cabin, inserted his ID card into it, and then skillfully lay down in it, and after three seconds, his eyes went dark, and by the time he could see again, he was already standing in a room ten meters square.

In front of him is a translucent box with options for weapons, body and swordsmanship, and spells. He chose his usual steel knife, followed by Swift Step, Tempest Knife, and Vertigo.

It is no wonder that the temple should deal with those who leak the data of the martial arts hall. If the data on this virtual battle platform is obtained by others, then the information of most of the temple's exercises will be exposed. Ahan thought to himself.

He glanced at the countdown on the wall, and there were twenty-five seconds left to prepare!

He moved his body and threw a few more punches hard, and it didn't feel much different from reality. In a few moments, thirty seconds had passed.

As soon as it was dark again, his body instantly appeared on a platform on the top of a mountain, the platform was not big, only more than fifty square meters, and the surrounding was a bottomless cliff, and the surrounding mountain wind was cold, blowing his clothes to hunt.

Ordinary people stand here, not to mention fighting, even if they stand here, they feel weak in their legs and dizzy.

The opponent had not yet appeared, but it didn't take long for a white light to appear in front of the platform, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl dressed in turquoise appeared ten meters in front of her.

Yahan was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that the opponent for the first time was actually a woman.

The girl was holding a long sword, a silk scarf tied her hair, and her face was heroic, and a blue-green tight-fitting robe outlined her body in a thrilling curve.

The skin of men in this world is dark blue, while the skin color of women is much lighter, plus the appearance and body shape similar to that of the previous life, Yahan has no aesthetic error.

"Feng Xin, please advise!"

"Ahan!" He played a knife trick and said out loud.

Feng Xin's heart sank, and she couldn't help but glance at Yahan more, and her slender eyebrows frowned. The name Yahan is now known to everyone among the disciples of the Temple, ranking first in the basic quality assessment score, and he is still far ahead, and more importantly, this person has only been in the Temple for one year. I met such an opponent in the first battle, and I don't know if I was lucky or unlucky.

Just as she was still thinking about it, a knife light appeared in front of her, and she was startled, and hurriedly took two steps back, trying her best to avoid the blade. A hint of anger suddenly arose in his heart.

Yahan saw the temptation swing in the air, and the follow-up sword light continued to come, the speed became faster and faster, and the strength in his hand gradually increased. In fact, it's not that Yahan won't pity Xiangyu, for him, once he gets in the ring, he is an opponent. Since it is an opponent, there is no room for the slightest release, even if it is a woman. What's more, this is a virtual space, and no one will die.

The poor girl didn't have time to react, and could only retreat again and again in vain. The force on the steel sword became stronger and stronger, and the palm of the hand only felt a burst of numbness, and only a few moves were supported, and there was a sudden violent shock in the hand, and the steel sword flew obliquely into the air.

Before she could admit defeat, a foot kicked her hard in the chest, her chest was stuffy, the scenery in front of her changed rapidly, and her body fell towards the cliff.

Originally, the girl would not be so bad, but it was just a loss of one move, and she lost the whole game, and she could only defend step by step when she lost the opportunity, and in the end she could only lose everything.

Ahan looked unsatisfied, and disappeared into the ring.

……

In a certain room, a young girl suddenly appeared, her face covered with frost and a faint anger in her eyes.

"Ahan, I remember you, and you must not fall into my hands in the future." She gritted her teeth and said fiercely.

……

The actual combat assessment is divided into three war zones according to spiritual power, mortal-level small success, mortal-level great achievement, and mortal-level peak. Each zone will be played in a knockout round, and when everything is over, a challenge will be played to adjust the rankings.

Among the temple disciples, there were more than 1,500 mortal-level junior disciples (including inner and outer disciples), more than 250 great disciples, and only 38 at the peak.

And Yahan's war zone is in the peak area of the mortal level, this war zone is undoubtedly the easiest war zone, after all, the number of people is the smallest, like the Xiaocheng war zone, if you want to go to the end, you have to fight at least eleven battles.

Fortunately, this is in a virtual space, so there is no need to think about physical strength and injury, and it also greatly saves a lot of unnecessary time waste. Otherwise, it will take at least three to five days to beat all the opponents again.

In just ten minutes, Ahan had already fought two battles, an average of five minutes per battle, including the time spent waiting for his opponent. Winning both battles, Yahan also entered the top 10. Yahan rested for less than three minutes, and the third round began.

This time's opponent, Yahan is more familiar, it is Qi Yun who he has seen before.

He stood in the ring, carrying a long sword in one hand, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, with an extreme confidence. Seeing that his opponent had already come, he showed a smile and said, "I don't like to waste time, please!" ”

A hint of unhappiness appeared in Yahan's heart, no wonder Qianhong said that this person was arrogant and tight, and he really pretended to be *forced. But with a hint of a smile on his face, he said, "Then twenty seconds!" ”

"Haha, okay, twenty seconds! I'll give it a try! Qi Yun didn't have the slightest anger on his face, as if he couldn't hear the meaning of his words at all.

"It's useless to talk more, look at the knife!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ahan's steel knife quickly slashed at him.

"Dang!" Knives and swords collided with each other, sending out a string of sparks.

Qi Yun's face flushed slightly, and he hurriedly took two steps back, unloading this power, his arm was faintly numb, and his face couldn't help but change slightly.

"You're Ahan?" The only person who has more strength than himself is Ahan, who has only recently risen.

"Exactly! It's up to you to see if you can finish me in twenty seconds. Ahan said.

"Hmph, if you have a lot of strength, it doesn't mean that you can defeat me." He tilted his head slightly, avoiding a slash through his throat. At the same time, his wrist shook slightly, and a cross sword mark crossed the air.

Sensing the danger, Yahan's body hurriedly took a step back, his chest was cold, and several pieces of cloth fell one after another.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became solemn, this person's sword speed was amazingly fast, just now, he was careless, he almost hit the move, if he took a step back, his body might have already been disemboweled.

"I didn't expect to be avoided by you, but next time I won't be so lucky." Qi Yun's face was serious, his wrist shook hard again, and five sword shadows instantly appeared in the air, stabbing towards Yahan.

Yahan couldn't tell which of the five sword shadows was true and which was false, the truth and falsehood were constantly changing, maybe at this time, this sword shadow was fake, then the next time, this sword shadow was real.