"Ding ~ Side mission of the extreme martial arts hall in the Devouring Starry Sky Plane ③: Become an elite training camp teacher"

"Reward: 10 source points"

Seeing 50 junior beast general-level bulls galloping towards them, Kuang San shook his sword with one hand.

"Okay, for dear Yuandian."

A black shadow instantly rushed into the herd of wild cattle!

The blade accurately cut the bull's neck, and as blood spurted out, the other bull's eyes suddenly flashed a white knife light.

"It took 1 minute and 30 seconds to kill all 50 bulls. Passed the A-level test! Congratulations, student Gu Mo'er."

Yang Hui, who was picking up his handheld computer in the training room to watch a sand sculpture video, had just clicked on a new TV series to enjoy himself.

"Huh? Coming out so soon?"

Gu Mo'er took off the helmet on his head and shook his long hair, and a scent of fragrance poured into Yang Hui's nose.

"Don't be discouraged this time." Yang Hui comforted: "Even if you fail, you can still enter the basic training camp. After you practice more in the coming year and learn how to kill monsters, I believe the door to the elite training camp will be open for you. To be honest,

You lasted longer than I thought..."

Kuang San held his helmet and watched Yang Hui chattering a lot.

"Teacher, I passed."

Yang Hui nodded: "Well, don't be discouraged this time. It's good that you can maintain your current mentality. You are worthy of being a student who can not change his expression under the gaze of the black dragon... Wait!" Yang Hui's expression changed, "What do you mean?

What?"

"I passed." Kurumi repeated it like a repeater without even the slightest change in tone.

Yang Hui immediately turned his attention to Kuang San's helmet, which showed the green light that had passed through.

"wait a second."

Yang Hui immediately threw aside his handheld computer, put on his helmet and entered the virtual world training tower.

He found Gu Moer's records on it.

Name: Gu Mo'er

Trial Tower Level:1.1

Yang Hui opened his mouth wide and said in disbelief: "Really passed?!"

Yang Hui logged off, came out of the virtual space, took off his helmet, and looked at Kuang San with a look as if he had seen a ghost.

"I remember that the lowest difficulty level on the first level is to kill 50 junior beast general-level bulls within half an hour, right?"

"Um."

Yang Hui stared at Gu Moer: "How did you do it? Didn't you even participate in the actual combat assessment of prospective warriors? How did you..."

Gu Mo'er looked confused: "Isn't this playing a game?"

"play games?"

"Yeah, it's virtual anyway, so I don't have any pressure."

"But they are 100% simulation!"

I saw Gu Mo'er waving her hands casually, with a hint of disdain on her pretty face: "So what, it's not as difficult as the stand-alone games I've played before."

Yang Hui was completely silent. How could he still do this?

He immediately picked up his handheld computer and posted a post on the forum.

"Shocking! A 16-year-old girl was ravaged by 50 bulls. Is behind all this the distortion of human nature? Or the loss of morality?"

Text: "Is it easy for game masters to kill monsters in a 100% virtual world?"

First floor: Sofa

Second floor: Oh, Lord God of War’s post, occupy a floor.

Third floor: Front row, I beg the God of War to recognize me!

Fourth floor: Dear Yang Ares, there is one area where I don’t quite understand the technique of exerting force. If...

Fifth Floor: There's nothing wrong with it. Game masters have very fast reaction speeds and can handle the virtual world as well. Humans are the most adaptable animals in nature.

seven

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Tenth floor: Let me translate the fifth floor: Ji Cao, don’t 6!

...

Yang Hui's God of War certification allowed him to receive more than a dozen messages and replies in an instant.

After reading them one by one, Yang Hui looked at Gu Moer as if he were looking at a rare animal.

"It seems that I have to submit this discovery. If it is effective, can I design a highly realistic game to improve students' reaction speed?" Yang Hui thought.

"That's not right. In the virtual space, everyone is a junior general with excellent neural reaction speed. So how on earth did Gu Mo'er kill 50 bulls in such a fast time? It's unscientific!" Yang Hui caught him

When I scratched my hair, a bunch of hair fell out.

...

The students outside the training room saw Yang Hui coming out with a look of doubt on his life, and for a moment they didn't dare to come forward and ask.
Chapter completed!