Lu Xuan initially thought that after the body ingested the "black liquor stock solution", it would only need to sleep in the "life support liquid" for half a month to thirty days, and wait for the meridian widening and transformation to be completed.

He didn't expect it, but old Levi said that these half a month to thirty days should not be wasted.

The body is soaked in the "life support liquid", and the consciousness can be exercised in another way, that is, to let Lu Xuan and Shaoer's consciousness enter the community of the virtual network.

In 2200, due to the highly developed network, various types of virtual network communities have emerged.

There are some special virtual networks that have become a gathering place for warriors and strong men to exchange information, exchange experience, and even fight.

"On the one hand, I have to bear the pain of meridian transformation, and on the other hand, I have to run to the virtual network to toss. "Sauer 100,000 don't want to.

"'Gun Grave' is a very special virtual network, and you will definitely have a great harvest after you go in. Levi had a lewd smile on his face.

Look at this old pervert, laughing so ****, won't it be some adult virtual Internet café? Sauer muttered in his heart, but he didn't dare to say more.

Lu Xuan asked very realistically, "What gain?"

"A true martial artist, in addition to strength, must also have excellent consciousness and superb skills. ”

"Superior consciousness and great skill?" Sauer's eyes widened.

"The consciousness of excellence, in fact, is the overall reaction of the warrior, whether it is the enemy's first opportunity, whether it is the second strike, the warrior with the consciousness of excellence, in order to truly and completely control every battle; superb skills, for the warrior, is a talent that can be encountered but not sought, but the gun tomb, can maximize the skills of the warrior, because it is a special martial arts world without skills, it is difficult to move an inch. ”

Hearing "maximize the skills of martial artists", Lu Xuan was suddenly dumbfounded, the last thing he lacked was skills, and to that kind of virtual network was really of little significance to him.

However, the phrase "a special martial artist world where it is difficult to move an inch without skills" can be regarded as arousing Lu Xuan's curiosity.

He and Sauer, who were soaked in the "life support liquid of the liquid tank", were filled with all kinds of data cables.

Generally, connecting to the virtual network can pass the "data helmet", but Lu Xuan and Shaoer, who are soaked in the life support solution, have a special situation, and can only use the most primitive data cable connection method.

The world of Gun Grave is a large, gray and black urbanized island, surrounded by an endless black ocean.

Lu Xuan, who was dressed in sportswear, and Shaoer, who was wearing a camouflage military uniform, stood in the center of the island, nearly 5,000 square meters, under a huge display screen, they watched the endless flow of people around them, these people were dressed normally in the city, and the special place was that everyone had a sword on their backs.

The huge square in the center of the island, together with the dozens of blocks around the square, has become a unique virtual community called "Gun Grave".

"This place is so weird. Sauer scratched his head and said confusedly.

"The place is familiar. Lu Xuan frowned, "The design of this place, I should have seen it somewhere." ”

A yellowed drawing suddenly appeared in Lu Xuan's mind, and it would not be wrong, the design of this virtual island was exactly the same as a drawing he designed 200 years ago.

The terrain and architecture of the gun tomb are exactly the same as the "world" set by yourself, but I don't know if the rules are the same.

Lu Xuan's assumption of the "Skill World" in his previous life was that whoever entered this world, the true qi in the body would lose its effect, and the power released by the physical body would be weakened by ten to a hundred times, and the power limit would be completed at the moment of entering the "world".

Without power, people have to rely on a weapon to fight, and when fighting with a weapon, skill will play a decisive role, so that skill will be used to the extreme in this "world".

200 years ago, Lu Xuan did not decide on the "battle props" of the "world", and the basic idea he proposed was to reject hot weapons, and it seems that the name "Gun Tomb" came from this.

The creator of this virtual network finally chose the sword among the candidate cold weapons listed by Lu Xuan, the sharp sword, in the absence of strength, is indeed the weapon that can best express skill and combat awareness.

The setting of the world of "Gun Tomb", except for Lu Xuan himself, only the only apprentice in his previous life knows, it seems that this "virtual network" should be created by the descendants of his apprentice.

Now that we have embarked on the path of pursuing power in this life, we must respect our attachments.

Lu Xuan made a very interesting and challenging decision, that is, he wanted to be a person who relied on strength to survive in this "skill world".

"Boy, why didn't you stay in the training camp, why did you come to the Gun Grave?" The general's hoarse electronic synthesis voice suddenly sounded in Lu Xuan's ears.

"General. Lu Xuan hurriedly turned around, but found that except for not far away, except for a large group of men and women dressed as high school students, there was no one else.

"Don't look for it, I entered the graveyard of guns in a data manner. The general reminded.

"Hmm. ”

"You should be entering this virtual network for the first time, just ask me if you don't know anything. ”

"How much my power release is limited right now?"

"100 times, that is, if 1000KG of punch pressure, then there is only 10KG left. ”

"Understand, what is my current title in this virtual network?"

"Beginner swordsman, the title of Gun Tomb is determined by the number of battles and the win rate, the beginner swordsman - the intermediate swordsman - the high-level swordsman - the sword master, each time the title is changed, one percent of the power is restored. ”

"Weapons are modes, and the number of weapons you can choose from varies depending on the title. Lu Xuan asked lightly.

"That's right, there are only five swords to choose from at the first level, and there are more than thirty swords at the middle level, do you know how to get weapons for novices?"

"Report to the newbie, choose a beginner weapon, withstand three attacks from the qualified staff, and the loser leaves this world forever. ”

"You kid looks like he's already inquired. The general laughed.

Because this world is set up according to my ideas, of course I know the rules, Lu Xuan didn't say it, but silently took Shaoer to the novice registration office.

Bustling newbie check-in desk.

Two staff members are whispering.

"Wait a minute, don't let that skinny boy with black hair pass. ”

"I know, hehe, no way, our boss is Chinese, and when he is angry, he vents his anger on his compatriots. ”

The vast and lively novice sword field is divided into hundreds of areas, but at this moment, almost all the beginner swordsmen and staff have their eyes on Area 56.

"Damn, something must have gone wrong, I'm going to change my sword again. The tall white staff member of Number 56 roared and threw the half-cut mid-rank metal sword in his hand to the ground.

"It's already the third sword broken, isn't he enlightened yet?" the general couldn't help but laugh.

Lu Xuan held the rough novice iron sword in his hand, and said lightly, "The truth may be beyond his imagination, my maximum attack pressure can reach 5000KG, after 100 times weakened, there is still fiftyKG, and although my speed is affected by the strength limit, I can still reach a speed of 300 kilometers per hour, and I can break it no matter how many swords he takes." ”

"Yikes." The tall white staff rushed over with a fourth sword held aloft.

"Enough." Lu Xuan's eyes flashed with coldness, and the novice iron sword in his hand quickly drew a simple and unpretentious straight line sword light.

"Ahh After a scream, there was half a metal sword and a bloody arm on the ground.

Novice sword field so some people are stupid.