Chapter 113 The Campaign Begins (Subscribe Please!!!)

Xingyu looked dazed.

At this moment, he was watching Xu Yuan practicing shooting in the yellow-class mecha on the training ground, and he felt inexplicably motivated.

Correct!
Mecha, that's how it should be!
Xingyu was excited by Xu Yuan's mecha concept and his talent in learning mecha corresponding to this concept.

Xu Yuan practiced the heavy gun technique three times.

Every time is different.

The more he demonstrated his marksmanship with the mecha, the more domineering and overwhelming power Xu Yuan's gun seemed to have.

"This is the real gun technique!"

All the so-called special skills are not as good as my full-strength shot!
The momentum of Xu Yuan's gun changed, becoming more and more oppressive.

Xingyu watched this scene from the side, excited and shocked.

This is true genius.

Grade 1, level 45.

This was a height that he could not reach back then.

Although his talent is weaker than Wu Changkong, Xingyu is also a real inner court disciple. Moreover, he is similar to Xu Yuan. They both started to focus on mecha in the first grade, and have always maintained simultaneous improvement in mecha, battle armor and cultivation.

It was under such circumstances that he still became a battle armor master before the age of twenty-five.

To be precise, he became a battle armor master at the age of twenty-two.

However, in front of Xu Yuan, he had to admit that his talent was really nothing.

"Junior brother Xu Yuan, that's enough. You are not yet proficient in operating the mecha." Xingyu stopped Xu Yuan.

He didn't let Xu Yuan continue practicing.

After all, this was Xu Yuan's first day in contact with a mecha. If he understood the gun skills too deeply while controlling the mecha at this time, it would hinder his future learning of controlling the mecha. It would cause his movements to become rigid, as he would have too deep a memory of the gun skills.

Xu Yuan didn't force himself to continue practicing.

It’s not that he thinks the rigidity that Xingyu mentioned will affect his future studies, but that he has already understood what he needs to understand.

His insights were more about concepts and will rather than so-called marksmanship.

"Senior Xingyu, I'm sorry to bother you today."

"It's because you have good talent." Xingyu waved his hand and said with emotion.

After a mecha operation class, Xu Yuan's gun skills became more perfect.

Poseidon Island.

Yun Ming also discovered changes in his disciple's training this time.

"Xiao Yuan, the force of your gun has changed."

"That's right, teacher. I went to learn mecha control today and gained a new understanding of gunmanship."

"Oh?" Yun Ming showed an understanding expression, without further comment.

Mecha, the upper limit is locked.

But he would not kill Xu Yuan's interest because of this.

Strictly speaking, mechas are only limited by the times, not by their own lack of development potential.

"Before the technology of Sky Forging is improved and the continent has at least three God Craftsmen at the same time, it is impossible for a true God-level mecha made of a full set of Sky Forging metal to appear in the mecha. Without a true God-level mecha, the mecha's enhancement to the soul master cannot exceed that of the battle armor." Yun Ming only gave Xu Yuan a simple warning and did not persuade Xu Yuan to give up the mecha: "You can continue to learn about mecha. I also know the way that Mu Ye's mecha and battle armor are integrated. The core part is made of Sky Forging metal, which is transformed into a weapon and further integrated with the battle armor, and the enhancement is also further. You can follow this path."

time flies.

A short week seemed like a whole month to Xu Yuan.

Even though Xu Yuan's training time was greatly compressed due to the courses in the external college, he never stopped his research on the dream space, and the corresponding research time on the dream space was at least five days a day.

At the end of the week, except for two days when Xu Yuan relaxed his mind, it was almost a month.

Class One, Grade One.

Wu Zhangkong looked at the atmosphere in the class and breathed a sigh of relief.

They were not as lifeless as they should be. On the contrary, he saw fighting spirit on the faces of Wu Siduo, Gu Yue, and Tang Wulin. Luo Guixing, Xu Yucheng, Yang Nianxia, ​​and Zheng Yiran, the four geniuses on the Young Genius List, were not depressed either. They all seemed to have some ideas in mind and were ready to show them next.

The other students became more cheerful.

When the gap is not big, you will feel dissatisfied and will want to surpass the other party and prove yourself.

However, when the gap between you and the other person is too big, you will be deeply impressed by the other person.

"Next is the final preparation time. I will arrange for you to enter the venue for this election."

Wu Changkong's eyes swept over the one hundred or so students in the classroom.

A quarter of an hour later, Wu Zhangkong led the students of Grade One Class One out of the classroom and headed for the main teaching building.

They arrived at a large circular hall.

This hall can only accommodate about a hundred of them. It would be impossible to hold a fighting competition.

“Later, you will enter an illusory space, similar to the Spirit Ascension Platform. You should have all entered the Spirit Ascension Platform before.” Wu Zhangkong gave a simple reminder.

Xu Yuan spread out his mental power and observed the layout of the hall.

"Shrek has a thorough understanding of the development of the virtual space technology." Xu Yuan never doubted this.

There is the Colosseum, the fighting arena, the fantasy space that tests humanity, and now there is this room.

It is estimated that Shrek has many such virtual spaces used for students to assess and even practice.

"I'll have to study it carefully later."

Xu Yuan also has a demand for this technology.

Dream space is his soul skill and also a small core of his current ability. If it can be developed in the direction he wants, it will definitely be the core of all his future methods.

Turn imaginary into reality.

In fact, the dream space is not completely illusory. It is just constructed by mental power, not the real space.

After Xu Yuan obtained the third soul skill, he was able to use the dream space to transform the energy in reality into virtuality and integrate it into the dream space, which means that his dream space has the basis for transforming between reality and virtuality.

Only now, relying on his soul skills, he completed the step of transforming the external energy from real to virtual.

Next, he will continue to develop and strive to make the dream space from virtual to real.

It would be fine if he could develop it himself, but if he can't, he will probably have to rely on Yaoyao to give him the fourth soul ring after Yaoyao reaches ten thousand years old, and try to obtain this kind of soul skill.

But this would cause too much uncertainty, and would also waste a soul ring position.

The third soul ring marked the beginning of the transition between reality and illusion. Xu Yuan still hoped that he could complete the subsequent development.

After Shen Yi operated on the wall nearby, oval-shaped spheres emerged and cracked.

“Each of you choose one and go in. You will then enter a forest. The forest is limited in size and is also the location of your assessment.” After a brief introduction, Wu Zhangkong began to urge the students to enter.

Xu Yuan watched the students who were forming groups of two or three to choose the nearest spherical objects, and only at the end did he choose one and enter it.

I fastened my seat belt, the cabin door closed, and everything in front of me suddenly became dark.

Feeling of dizziness.

Xu Yuan's consciousness was blurred, and when he regained consciousness, he appeared in the forest that Wu Changkong mentioned.

"This is a world close to reality, similar to the Soul Tower!"

Based on experience, Xu Yuan knew that the stronger the reaction when entering, the more real elements there were in this virtual space.

　I'm really speechless when I say that. Everyone has different understandings of what fan fiction is about. Some people read other people's complaints, opinions, and even ideas, especially us readers of fan fiction.

　　Different authors have different writing styles, and the same is true for my previous free chapters. When the protagonist encounters something new that triggers him or her, isn't there any explanatory narrative?
　　The free period is to screen readers. You can't say here that I'm starting to behave badly.

　　Another thing is the advancement of the plot. I have been working on it. My ability to advance the plot is indeed poor, which is understandable. Those who have read my old books know that my plot is a piece of shit. I am also exploring. This book has always been an attempt to polish the plot. Every time I advance the plot, I am very careful, for fear that this book will be separated from other characters in the middle stage, and the protagonist will go to various imaginary practices alone, as if he is completely separated from the world inside and goes forward alone. This was the problem with my previous books. I am also revising this book, digging holes, and designing the plot. Maybe there is indeed a problem, but it has attracted readers who are so looking forward to my plot.

　　The so-called water is just a feeling of lack of renewal.

　　I'm really not in good shape these past two days and due to external reasons I can't follow the requirement to update five times a day, but I'm also writing with a serious attitude, okay?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)