The inner courtyard consisted of three libraries, sixteen training grounds, thirty-six gladiatorial arenas, as well as a large number of professors, instructors, elite cadets' residences and houses,

This is a complete Gothic city, because there is a flow of people, there is consumer demand, there are shops, and with the shops and stores, there are different sparse gaps in the flow of people.

Garon walked around the perimeter of the inner courtyard, carefully not finding any sign of Phila and the others. There are indeed surveillance cameras everywhere, but a lot of them have been directly breached. Where there is no monitoring coverage, the traces of the battle left by some of the trainees are vivid and can be seen everywhere. Traces of blood can still be seen on some of the walls.

This is the inner courtyard, the real black disk academy, a place where the jungle eats the strong.

Except for the central department's headquarters management building, where force cannot be used, other places can use force in places that can be detected by surveillance, but they cannot kill people, and no one will pay attention to what they do if they can't see the other party under surveillance.

Natural selection, the first time the weak enter will be eaten.

Along the way, Garon has also seen a lot of student groups organized in gangs. Fights between mechs and mechs are everywhere, consciousness fluctuates like fireworks, and explosions can be heard in a short time.

Once the entire inner courtyard is entered, there will be a lot of real standard benefits, of which the training ground is one of them.

The training ground has top-notch technology that can simulate any opponent's battle, and the reason why the entire inner courtyard can maintain a strong momentum behind closed doors is also because of such a cruel mechanism.

After carefully bypassing several waves of brawls and fights on the street, Garon finally came to a black rectangular building.

The building is straight and sturdy. Standing out among the surrounding silver-white buildings, it looks unusually conspicuous.

There is also a thin ring that resembles a dark red crystal floating in the air around the building, which looks very beautiful.

Garon looked up at the majesty of the lower ring. There was a huge fluctuation of consciousness that could be vaguely felt, which was far from being something that one person could reach, and he felt that the consciousness force field of many people gathered together to form a terrifying strong force field.

There are still dried blood stains on the steps in front of the training ground, and there are faint gaps in some places, and in other places, even if the aircraft is destroyed and exploded, it has not been able to make a single gap, but I didn't expect to be able to see the steps broken here.

Garon looked left and right. Two middle-aged men behind him crossed him, not looking around, and strode into the training ground. Then he disappeared into the dark gate, as if teleported out.

A group of non-mainstream yellow-haired young people came out of the black door with solemn expressions. There were blood stains on the corners of his mouth. If you tie a white silk scarf on your head, it looks no different from the Japanese martial artists who avenged their master during the Republic of China.

No one paid any more attention to Gallon, and everyone was either exhausted or solemn as they entered or walked out of here.

The training ground, the library, is a special perk for elite trainees. This is the main thing, and of course there are other benefits. But those are only for family members, etc., and the money is subsidized, but it is far from enough for the inner hospital to consume.

To the people outside, it seems that the income of the students in the inner courtyard is so good that they are speechless, but in fact, they are all too poor to be poor.

Many of the students who are said to have died in the line of duty actually died in the vicious competition in the inner court.

Garon sighed hard as he recalled what he had seen along the way, as well as the information he had used his watch to look up on the Internet in the inner courtyard.

"This is the real black disk academy."

He strode into the black door.

Boom!!

As soon as I walked in, I saw a figure being violently knocked away, sticking to the huge round arch wall on the left, and slowly sliding down after half a sound.

The person who was beaten away was not very old, he looked like he was in his twenties, he was a man, his face was blue and swollen, and his consciousness fluctuated about three levels.

On the right hand side were a group of men, about four or five, with short black hair leading the way, wearing black leather gloves and a posture of moving their wrists.

"Do you want to say anything?" said the man on the ground with black gloves looking lightly. "Three years ago you weren't my match, and three years later you still don't have any hope. ”

The man on the ground struggled to get up, but it looked like his body was too broken to die, and his internal injuries were severe, and he collapsed to the ground again after several attempts.

There were a few spectators standing around to watch the excitement, and Garon stood on the periphery and listened a little.

The person who was beaten and the person who was beaten were originally good brothers, but unfortunately because they fell in love with the same woman together, both parties originally planned to compete by peaceful means, but in an accident, the woman died in order to save the man who was beaten, and the relationship between the two sides collapsed all of a sudden.

Garon paused, then turned and walked to the arc to the left, where one of the two entrances led to the training ground room.

Not far from the passage, I saw two men rubbing against each other on the wall, looking unclear, the two bit their ears and didn't know what they were talking about, and suddenly the man who was pressed against the wall was punched in the stomach, and vomited blood directly.

The man who beat the man glanced at Garon warningly, but did not say anything, and continued with his business.

Garon frowned, feeling more and more that this was not your ordinary mess.

Walking a little further inside, I saw two male and female students with blue noses and swollen faces being surrounded by several people wearing only underwear, constantly pushing around. Obviously being bullied.

Garon looked at the room, and the description on it showed that the simulation process here was only a second-level consciousness area, and could only simulate a second-level consciousness opponent, and continued to walk inside.

Following the spiral passage that gradually went up, the bullying, fighting, and scolding along the way could see a different situation almost every other distance, if it weren't for the inner courtyard of the elite students who remembered that he had entered, Garon would have wondered if he had entered a completely chaotic depraved city.

Robbed, hunted down, beaten, collected protection money, gang duì. Strong*. Everything imaginable can be played out here.

"Help me!" In the midst of a group of people passing by, a female student who had been beaten beyond recognition stretched out her hand to Garon and pleaded.

Garon could already tell that she was about to be killed. A woman with only second-level consciousness, but wearing the clothes of the big five. Along the way, these are often not talented. Mediocre people with less than three levels of consciousness are the easiest targets to be bullied here.

Ignoring the chaos here, Garon sped up, and soon there were fewer and fewer people around him, more and more sparse.

The information on the door of the room has gradually been raised to the level of simulating the fourth level of consciousness and the fifth level of consciousness, and then the division of resonance degree has slowly appeared.

There are very few people coming in and out of here. There were only a few people, and they all looked like they were not allowed to enter. Someone saw Garon walk in, frowning slightly. But sensing the fourth-level consciousness power on his body, he didn't say more.

Here, the fluctuation of consciousness is the best way to indicate the level of identity, and even the elite students in the inner courtyard are considered. There are not many who have reached level four. Even if there is no resonance, the fourth-level consciousness is not comparable to the ordinary third-level and second-level levels, and it can be regarded as a middle-level figure in the inner courtyard.

Garon looked around the room at random, and found that many of the rooms here had reached the level of simulated fourth-level consciousness and resonance crescent.

He randomly found a room and walked in.

Closed the door with his backhand, and inside was an empty snow-white room, with no furnishings, and the floor, walls, and ceilings were flat and bright.

'Welcome to the Simulator Training Ground. Please select the versus mode. ’

'1 - Normal mode. For daily training, you need to consume 1 task point per hour. ’

'2 - Reinforcement mode. In the battle mode between students, you need to consume 10 mission points each time as a reward for challenging the opponent. ’

'3 - Vicious mode, playing against the record holder simulant, you need to consume 20 mission points as revenge paid to the record holder. ’

'Each challenge will be ranked according to the combat power, and this ranking will be integrated into the entire inner courtyard ranking. ’

A cold, neutral computer voice rang in Garon's ears.

'The selection method is voice control, please select. ’

"Select Mode 1." Garon said calmly.

'Mode 1, Normal, Simulating the Formation of Enemies, Level 4 of Consciousness, Crescent Resonance, Bare Hands. ’

A twisted, transparent humanoid gradually formed ten meters in front of Gareon, rapidly rising from the ground, and soon the silhouettes of each bit gradually took shape. She is a beautiful girl with a beautiful image, with bright red curly hair.

'The opponent is formed, the strongest person in this room at the fourth level of consciousness crescent level, Havana. The battle begins. ’

There was a crisp beep.

The red-haired girl's eyes were sharp, her legs were straddled, and she actually rushed forward like a fierce tiger, and the whistling sound of a huge tiger was faintly permeated around her, and a transparent blurred tiger-shaped force field wrapped her whole body.

Garon leapt forward and punched him head-on.

Coax!!

The fist and the tiger's claw collided, rolling up a large whirlwind, and the flesh did not come into direct contact, but the force fields of the two directly met, bursting into a whirlwind of consciousness.

"Tiger Thunder Whip!!" the girl spun around, swept over with one leg, and her legs were glowing with red lightning.

The whipleg sent a crimson afterimage out of the air, and it slammed into Garon's left forearm.

Bang, Garon took two steps back, and actually felt a huge force far beyond the fourth-level consciousness power rushing up, his eyes froze, and he knew that this guy was definitely not an ordinary mediocre exercise method.

His fourth-level Coiling Eagle Claw couldn't deal with it, but he still mobilized the fifth-level part of his body to meet it to offset this impact of consciousness.

Havana directly began to shoot the bow left and right, and the whip legs on both sides kept sweeping, one faster and the other. But obviously, her physique is obviously far inferior to Garon in hand-to-hand combat, but the strongest thing about this guy is that the force field wraps around the body, and he is not afraid of hard hits, and his explosive power is amazing.

Garon was always able to stop her attacks at the most crucial moments. Time passed slowly, and unconsciously, the other party's rhythm became faster and faster, more and more urgent.

What shocked Garon the most was that in order to cope with the other party's gradually accelerating rhythm, he had mobilized almost all the consciousness in his body, whether it was the fourth-level coiling eagle claw, or the nameless fifth-level consciousness in his body.

"Micro Resonance Technique, Red Lotus!!"

Suddenly, Havana's arms turned, and a large amount of red electricity filled her body, which bloomed instantly, like a red electric current flower, crackling and exploding, covering all the surrounding areas of more than ten meters.

A large amount of electricity swept in all directions like a whip.

Garon was blown up by the instantaneous explosion of electricity, and took a few steps back, and one tumbled and landed in the distance, only then did he dodge the explosion of this move.

"Awesome, I know where the maximum increase in resonance is to consciousness."

Garon clearly felt that the consciousness of the crescent level resonance seemed to have its own will, and when it entered his body, it quickly exploded like firecracker explosives, and before the consciousness power in his body could counterattack and annihilate them, it completely exploded, expanding the results of the battle to the maximum. (To be continued......)