Chapter 6 Virtual Battle Test

"33.1 meters per second. ”

Even Li Qingshan was stunned for a second on the spot.

But then a big smiling face appeared, and his eyes stared at Li Qiuyang for a moment, and then he turned his head and patted Liu Hengyi's shoulder.

"Hengyi, good job. Liu Hengyi heard the praise of his boss, and his eyes narrowed into a slit with excitement.

"It's still an adult who leads well. ”

"33.1 meters per second. ”

This terrifying speed, presented from an assessment martial artist, really shocked Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan was very satisfied, and felt that it was really not wrong for the JN City Huaxia Martial Arts Alliance to come down this time. Two good seedlings were found.

Li Qiuyang's results are extremely good even among first-level martial artists.

Feng Zhen is worthy of focusing on cultivation in Li Qingshan's eyes, and Li Qiuyang is enough for him Li Qingshan himself to pay attention to.

After all, if Li Qiuyang's strength becomes stronger in the future, he will be cultivated from his command, and it will be very face-saving to say it.

"If the virtual battle performance can be passable, even if you fail, I will make an exception to promote you to a martial artist. Li Qingshan thought to himself.

He, Li Qingshan, was able to achieve the position of deputy director of the East China Sea Base City Branch of the Huaxia Martial Arts Alliance, so he naturally had his own means.

Li Qingshan knew very well in his heart how difficult it was for these assessed martial artists to really win against a real martial artist in a virtual battle.

This is also the only place where there is an inside story in the assessment of martial artists, as long as the strength performance of the participants in the assessment is reasonable, as long as the martial artist who is the opponent releases water or something, and can barely reach the combat power of the martial artist, it is allowed.

Soon the second speed test was completed.

A group of people were eliminated again, and only nineteen people remained, but at this time, Li Qiuyang seemed to have become the focus of everyone's attention, and even Feng Zhen, who was in the limelight, was forcibly suppressed by Li Qiuyang's amazing performance after two rounds of testing.

"Hmph, Li Qiuyang, virtual battle, I'll see how long you can be arrogant. ”

Feng Zhen said hatefully, he could have attracted Li Qingshan's attention, but a Li Qiuyang popped up halfway, and obviously Li Qingshan was more optimistic about Li Qiuyang between him and Li Qiuyang.

Feng Zhen glanced at his uncle, and Feng Yuan immediately went out for a moment to explain something to a martial artist.

The virtual battle, the third round, officially begins.

"Li Qiuyang, I'm very optimistic about you, behave well. Li Qingshan said in front of everyone, which immediately attracted the jealousy and envy of everyone, especially Feng Zhen, and even said in a broken way, "How did you live in the virtual battle?"

"First place, Zhao Xiaoliang. Feng Yuan shouted.

The man in jeans walked to the designated position and brought a light brain.

"Please select the battle scene, suit, and weapon. ”

"Basketball court. ”

Immediately afterwards, a huge three-dimensional simulation projection suddenly appeared in front of him, and in a virtual basketball court in the picture, it was a virtual figure that was exactly the same as Zhao Xiaoliang.

In the fiction, Zhao Xiaoliang was wearing a white battle suit, holding a war knife in his hand, staring at his opponent nervously, making a defensive posture.

And Zhao Xiaoliang's opponent is also a man holding a black sword, but from his sharp eyes, it can be seen that he is a martial artist who has really experienced life and death.

"Little one, shoot with all your might, as long as I think you're okay, then let you pass. ”

In the observation of everyone, Zhao Xiaoliang was very nervous at this time, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he felt huge pressure from the real martial artist.

Virtual battles are very real, and even the pain can be transmitted to people, and the only thing that can be determined is that virtual battles will not die.

But the feeling of death is very real, and it will make people really feel like death in that moment.

Zhao Xiaoliang made a move.

He roared to cheer himself up, and then slashed at his opponent with the sword in his hand.

The air was filled with a 'whoosh' sound of knife light.

But at the moment when the sword struck the opponent, the black warrior in the black suit suddenly twisted his body, and the sword slashed down the edge of the black warrior.

slashed the air with one hand, but the opponent did not give Zhao Xiaoliang another chance, and slammed the backhand knife on the back of the knife in Zhao Xiaoliang's hand.

made Zhao Xiaoliang's figure suddenly embedded, and then the sharp knife slashed across Zhao Xiaoliang's head.

A steaming human head fell to the ground.

The whole process was completed in one go, and Zhao Xiaoliang was killed with two knives.

"Ahh

"The reaction is too slow. The corners of Li Qiuyang's mouth murmured slightly, and the entire battle process was seen clearly, even as if he was there.

But Zhao Xiaoliang's foundation is so bad that he can't even hold up a move.

"Failed. ”

In Li Qiuyang's eyes, the speed of the man in the black suit is not very fast, at least if he is Li Qiuyang, he will not reveal such a big flaw and make him behead in an instant.

Immediately after that, the second, the third.

"Win. ”

"Failed. ”

“......”

Generally, those who have survived five strokes have passed the assessment, but those who can't even hold five moves will be eliminated, after all, the opponent is a strong man who has fought demon beasts in the wilderness area, and he can survive five moves in his hands, and he barely has the foundation of a martial artist. You can't be too harsh on these newcomers.

"Eighteenth, Feng Zhen. ”

Li Qiuyang also had a great interest in his heart, and chose to watch Feng Zhen's battle process carefully.

Wearing a light brain, Feng Zhen chose a wide knife, an inch head, and a dark red battle suit, standing in the dilapidated fallen area, and suddenly attacked the opponent.

Feng Zhen jumped up from afar and slammed down on his opponent.

The black-clothed warrior had a hint of mockery on his face, and suddenly turned sideways to block.

But at the moment when Feng Zhen was about to slash out completely, he suddenly braked at the most critical moment, and the blade instantly reversed direction and slashed fiercely at the back of the black-clothed warrior's block.

The black-clothed warrior did not expect it in advance, and his body suddenly trembled.

"Yes, boy, I was surprised. ”

"Hehe, the surprise is still to come," Feng Zhen was not polite at all, and said domineeringly.

The two swords collided in the air, mixed with the roar of a simulated demon beast.

The black-clothed warrior quickly regained the initiative and fiercely suppressed Feng Zhen's battle.

In an instant, ten, twenty, and thirty strokes hit the past.

Feng Zhen's face remained unchanged, and the black-clothed martial artist suddenly twisted his body and jumped, wanting to give Feng Zhen the greatest suppression, and at the same time said, "You are proud to be able to fight with me for thirty moves." ”

Li Qiuyang looked at this scene, and did not have much admiration for Feng Zhen's amazing combat power, but his face was full of doubts.

"Why, why did you have five chances to kill Feng Zhen, but you missed them all, this is not something that a seasoned martial artist should be negligent. ”

But at the moment when the black-clothed warrior jumped sideways, Feng Zhen caught an extremely tricky angle, grabbed a flaw exposed by the black-clothed warrior, and slashed at the black-clothed warrior's head from a blind spot in his field of vision.

The black-clothed warrior was worthy of having experienced many battles, and quickly realized the situation he was facing, and subconsciously raised his left arm to block the fatal blow of the decapitation.

Burst.

Feng Zhen slashed off the arm of the black-clothed warrior with a single sword.

"This shouldn't be the mistake that a martial artist who has experienced a life-and-death battle should make, it's the sixth time. Li Qiuyang's entire brow furrowed.

"Unless, he's releasing water. ”

Li Qiuyang quickly judged it, and his face turned cold.

And after Feng Zhen cut off the left arm of the black-clothed warrior, his momentum reached its peak even more.