Chapter 178. Virtual space

"Bian Yu, this boy is a little powerful." The dark man stared at Ye Fan's tower in a daze, with an indelible look of shock in his eyes.

"The ninth floor, who is this boy? Is it a child from a big family?" Bian Yu was also shocked. When he first came, he only passed through the seventh layer. He was deeply aware of the horror of the ninth layer, and the number of replicas was enough to make anyone despair.

In the tower, Ye Fan did not know that the people outside had already exploded because of him. It seems that from a certain period of time, he can always attract the attention of many people everywhere he goes. No matter how low-key he is, he will be pushed to the forefront of the storm, perhaps because he is a natural protagonist, or...

In the tower, Ye Fan staggered to the transmission array and was about to transmit, only to find that the direction of transmission had an option in addition to layers 1-10.

"Huh? What is this? Virtual space." Ye Fan muttered, I don't know what this is.

If he couldn't figure it out, he went to the badge to find the answer. He explored the badge, searched for a while, and finally knew the answer.

Virtual space is a special space for students to fight jointly opened up by many great powers of the college, and one advantage is that there will never die, because this is a virtual battlefield.

"This is simply the holy place that warriors dream of!" Ye Fan was shocked to think that there is a quick way for martial artists to break through in addition to refinement, that is, to keep fighting, but people lose their feet, horses have their feet, and often fight. One day you will be completely killed by powerful enemies.

And the virtual space completely avoids this situation, which can make people fight in it without limit. How can this not make Ye Fan ecstatic? If the only drawback is that you can't feel the feeling of life and death here, because you can never die, and naturally you don't have that feeling.

But this is also very good. Ye Fan has been forced to take it in and want to have a look. Unfortunately, now he is everywhere. If he is not treated in time, the future problems will be endless. He can only be patient and treat it first.

The light flashed, and he had already appeared on the tenth floor. Seeing a large bucket of color** in front of him, he did not hesitate to reach in and absorbed it crazily.

The breath on his body increased at a stable speed, and soon he recovered from his injury, and even the wounds outside the body began to slowly repair, and finally formed a scar and fell off.

For a long time, he absorbed it. This time, he felt that the effect of color ** on him was a little weaker. Maybe after absorbing it a few more times, the effect of color ** may be completely useless.

Seeing the red button next to him, the corners of Ye Fan's eyes twitched slightly. Did he press it or not? He hesitated again and again. Ye Fan still chose not to press it. It was good to make brave progress, but when he encountered an invincible situation, it was better to admit defeat.

If there is no accident, the enemy this time should be a hundred replicators. As long as you think of a hundred replicators appearing in front of you and attacking together, that scene makes people tremble.

Returning to the ninth floor, Ye Fan couldn't wait to enter the virtual space. The light flashed, and his body still disappeared on the ninth floor.

A space of nothingness, Ye Fan is suspended in it, and there is a light curtain in front of him, with a row of words: Ye Fan, first level, 0 points, 0 wins and 0 losses.

A choice flashed in Ye Fan's mind, an anonymous war? Real-name battle?

Ye Fan decisively chose the anonymous battle, followed by a choice in his mind, automatic matching? Challenge?

Is there a challenge? When I first came here, no one should pay attention to the challenge.

Issue a challenge, and the virtual space will arrange your opponent. If it is not suitable, you can choose to refuse, but the random challenge depends entirely on luck.

Ye Fan thought for a moment and chose automatic matching. The opening condition of the virtual space is to open the ninth layer. He should be at the bottom of it, but this does not hinder his enthusiasm for fighting.

The next moment, Ye Fan's opponent appeared.

The other party's eyes were full of joy and desire, as if they couldn't wait to start the game.

There was one more light in the void. After the light, there was a huge fighting platform under Ye Fan's feet, and at the same time, there was an opponent on the opposite side.

Zheng Hao, Huoxing District, second level, 80 points, record 15 wins, 7 losses and 0 draws.

At the same time, there was a painful sigh in other places in the virtual space. Shit, it's just a little close. This stupid newcomer is his own, and the points can be 10 more points.

Zero win and zero loss? What does this mean?

This means that this newcomer has just opened the ninth floor and came to the virtual space to find a sadistic newcomer. It's not easy to earn points now. This free 10 points is very precious.

Especially when the point level is high, the matched opponents are almost the same level. It's not so simple to win, and once you lose, you will be deducted 5 points until you get 0 points.

There are no first-level students in the current virtual battle space. Freshmen have just been recruited. How can anyone get through the ninth floor so quickly to the virtual space? Therefore, the virtual space is full of old students. Zheng Hao is already a second-grade senior. It is not surprising that he has a second-level level.

"Hurry up, let's get started." Zheng Hao can't wait to harvest this precious ten points. If he wins another game, he can reach the third level.

"Both sides are ready."

"1"

"2"

"3"

"The battle begins!"

"Haha, 10 points is mine!" At the beginning of the game, Zheng Hao immediately asked Ye Fan to rush over, and the long sword in his hand suddenly flashed a blazing flame and a flash of lightning.

"Fire and Thunder!"

The long sword suddenly soared ten times, emitting a touching power, and suddenly cut at Ye Fan from top to bottom.

Ye Fan's figure was submerged in the thunder and fire, as if it had been extinguished by this powerful move.

"It's really vulnerable." Zheng Hao said disdainfully, but the expected sound of victory did not appear.

"It's not good!" Zheng Hao felt cold, but it was too late.

"Wan Jian Gui Zong!"

Tens of thousands of swordsmanship suddenly appeared above his head, and he shot at him overwhelmingly.

"Woth!" The fierce sword spirit was vented.

Zheng Hao fled desperately, and the sword behind him exploded all the way down, and he himself was like a mouse being teased.

"Damn, I was forced to be like this by a newcomer." Zheng Hao was very entangled. If he hadn't underestimated the enemy at the beginning, he would not have been as passive as he is now and chased all the way.