Finally, confirming their identities and qualifications, Jiang Ming and the others came to the virtual room, with separate seats for each person.

Sit down according to the guidance of the guardian teacher, put on the helmet, and half-lie down.

Dingdingding......

A bell rang outside.

A chime sounded on the helmet as well.

"It's 8:45 a.m., students, you can press the red button on the left ear door to enter the Babel Tower in the virtual battlefield. Remember, read the instructions first when you get in, choose your weapon later, and get used to it quickly. ”

"At nine o'clock, the martial arts examination officially began."

"You only get one chance."

"Let's fight as hard as we can!"

"For your future!"

"When you die, you automatically quit."

"Or, quit!"

"As for safety, you don't have to worry, there are three invigilators in every classroom, and there is real-time monitoring."

"Now, launch!"

Jiang Ming was wearing a virtual helmet, and as the teacher's voice fell, he decisively pressed the button.

All students have simulated entering the virtual battle network and are no strangers to it.

As far as he knew, Virtual Battle.net claimed to be 100 percent simulated and completely realistic.

Jiang Ming felt a faint wave sweeping over him, and his eyes were dark, as if the stars were moving, shuttling through time and space, and there was a light in front of him, and he appeared in front of a towering pagoda.

There is a green grass underfoot, and the breeze blows on your face, and you can smell the fresh smell of grass.

Looking around, there is an endless grassland.

There is nothing but the pagoda in front of you.

Feel yourself.

The power is completely there, no different from the real body.

"Is this really virtual?"

Jiang Ming was still shocked.

His powerful soul, unparalleled physique, and vast dantian are all completely simulated, and they are extremely real, without any falsehood.

The only thing that didn't appear in the simulation was the seed that had not moved in the dantian.

"What does it take to do this?"

Jiang Ming's mind was surging.

"Ding, welcome to the class of 9918 number 41...... In 25 days, Jiang Ming, a second-class college entrance examination student in Pingyang City, Central Province, came. ”

"Please choose your weapon!"

In front of him appeared a list of weapons, discretants: shields, arm guards, etc.

Weapons: swords, guns, swords, halberds, etc.

Auxiliary weapons: bows and arrows, crossbow arrows, etc.

Hidden weapons: throwing knives, hidden arrows, etc.

Soldiers of the Reader: Flying Blades, Flying Needles, Flying Shuttles, etc.

It's all cold weapons.

The choice is arbitrary, there are no restrictions.

Jiang Ming chose a long sword with a sword box and put it behind his back, and when he pulled it out, it seemed that there was a pool of spring water flowing on the sword.

With a light flick, it makes a crisp and pleasant sound.

Good sword!

Jiang Ming immediately had an evaluation.

In addition, three flying blades were chosen, which were inserted into the waist and covered by clothes.

With a wave of the hand, the weapon screen disappears.

"Once you've chosen your weapon, enter the Tower of Babel to prepare for battle."

"Reminder: There are three levels on each floor, and after passing it, you can move on to the next floor."

"Reminder: The more you kill, the higher your points."

"Reminder: Each layer has a limit time of one hour, once exceeded, it will be determined that the level is over, and the points will be summarized."

Jiang Ming didn't hesitate, pushed open the door and walked in.

One step, time and space flickered, and he appeared in a forest.

The trees are very sparse.

Insects chirp and birds chirp.

On the contrary, it seems very quiet.

When you look up, you can see the white clouds.

There is also a countdown ahead.

Jiang Ming walked left and right, but it was only limited to a range of ten meters, and nothing else had any effect, obviously it would not really start until the countdown was over.

He closed his eyes.

Thinking back to the feeling of entering the tower from the outside, I raised my hand and pressed it gently, and the space seemed to fluctuate slightly.

"The artistic conception of space is already on the verge of entry."

This is not an illusion.

"Absolutely not!"

Jiang Ming has this self-confidence, when he was in the secret world, he broke the space many times, and at that time, his understanding of space was more intuitive, but he had no clue about the artistic conception of space.

But since he obtained the talent of 'Master of Space', even if he didn't have a serious understanding, his understanding of space has unconsciously improved to a terrifying level.

Just like now, you can comprehend the artistic conception of space at any time.

"Reminder, thirty seconds countdown!"

"Reminder, twenty seconds countdown!"

"Reminder, the countdown is ten seconds, please be ready."

"Reminder: Babel Tower first floor guide, six wolves, three people, one person!"

"Reminder: The countdown is over."

"Reminder: The martial arts exam begins!"

The countdown screen is invisible, and the surrounding barrier disappears.

"According to the experience of the past martial arts examination, the first layer is regarded as a score gift, and it is also used for tempering step by step. The more you kill, the more points you get, and if you can't get through, the longer you fight, the smaller the points will increase accordingly."

Jiang Ming thought about it, and saw a wolf walk out from behind the tree in front of him.

The moment he saw him, he grinned and arched his back, and then rushed over quickly.

The gray wolf, a beast of general, can be easily dealt with by a warrior with a roaring muscle.

Jiang Ming walked straight over, raised his hand and pointed, and a sword qi killed the gray wolf in an instant.

He moved on.

Two wolves appeared in front of them, one on the left and one on the right.

"First one, then two, then three!"

Jiang Ming smiled.

Sure enough, after killing one after another, he also walked out of the woods, and a stone bridge appeared in front of him.

One person on this side, two people on the other side of the bridge.

Now this is the second level of the first layer.

Step by step, step by step.

Outside.

There are three screens hanging on one side of the playground, one of which shows the information of the top 100 federal exams: ranking, name, test number, specific address, very detailed.

Only the top 100 are displayed.

The first place has reached more than 500 points, and it has obviously entered the second floor of the Tower of Babel, and the speed is completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The second screen corresponds to the provincial top 100; The third screen corresponds to the top 100 in the city.

"Look at it, Qin Zhiyan, the fourth class of our school is so fierce, and he rushed directly to the first place in the city. The province has also entered the top 20, which is worthy of the super genius of our school with beauty and strength. ”

"Her ranking is still improving, and according to this momentum, she has the opportunity to rush to the top 10 in the province and the top 100 in the federation."

"Oh my God, there are such fierce people in our school!"

"Isn't she just a little bit into the martial arts duo? Why is it so strong? ”

There was a lot of discussion, and they all stared at the front.

At the same time, almost everyone in the city and the province is paying attention to the changes in results, as well as real-time live broadcasts.

A staircase classroom.

Old Tang came, and City Lord Song came, which surprised the principal and surprise.

These two identities are not ordinary, they actually came to their school at the same time, how can they not be surprised, how can they not be ecstatic.

After all, it's hard to see each other.

Now it's coming, what does it mean?

Explain that there are talents in the school that are valued by them.

"Is there really one?" The principal was puzzled.

What surprised him even more was that Mr. Chen, the homeroom teacher of Class 4, was also invited.

"Class 4?"

He secretly asked Teacher Chen, but the other party shook his head in confusion.

Think left, think right.

Qin Zhiyan, Jiang Ming, Wang Zhan......

Although it is very good, it is far from the level that makes the city lord and Donald pay attention to it.

Weird!