Martial God Projections

The entire Training Camp, all the trainees, were completely dumbfounded.

Everyone stared at the challenge message that had just popped up on the leaderboard with an expression of utter disbelief.

At this point... challenge for first place?

Did this guy bring his brain to the Training Camp?

Inside the virtual landing pod, Chen Fan slowly opened his eyes and calmly exited the Virtual Battle Realm.

Reaching the top spot was nothing out of the ordinary for him.

"Buzz..."

The hatch opened, and he stepped out.

Almost simultaneously, the door of another landing module not far away also suddenly sprang open.

"Bang!"

Tuo Bashan's imposing figure, as tall as an iron tower, exuded a violent Qi and Blood, like a ferocious beast unleashed, charging out aggressively towards Chen Fan.

"Chen Fan!"

With a roar, he shot towards Chen Fan like a cannonball, his fist, thicker than Chen Fan's thigh, filled with all his fighting spirit, crashing down!

"Fight me!"

Faced with this excessively enthusiastic challenge, Chen Fan didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

Chen Fan was all too familiar with Tuo Bashan's personality.

Just as Tuo Bashan's fist was about to reach his body, Chen Fan casually... slapped him away with his backhand, as if shooing away a noisy fly.

The movements were light and airy, without a trace of morbidity.

"Smack!"

A sound so crisp it was almost imperceptible.

To the stunned gazes of everyone present, Tuo Bashan's massive and imposing body seemed to have been struck head-on by an invisible giant hammer.

He was suspended in mid-air, spinning 720 degrees at high speed in an extremely standard and graceful posture, like a runaway top, and flew dozens of meters away.

Finally, with a soft "plop," it stuck precisely to the Special Alloy wall at the far end of the hall, like a wet rag.

Then, it slowly slid down the smooth wall, collapsed on the ground, twitched its limbs twice, and immediately lost consciousness.

The entire venue fell into an absolute, deathly silence once again.

After doing all this, Chen Fan simply clapped his hands as if he had brushed off a speck of dust.

He turned around and looked at Shen Xuan, who had just stepped out of the landing pod and was staring blankly at the humanoid mark on the wall, and Su Qingyue eyes were filled with astonishment.

Chen Fan nodded slightly to the two of them.

"Pack it up!"

After saying that, Chen Fan walked lightly out of the room.

Shen Xuan and Su Qingyue, who had arrived, exchanged a glance and both showed a helpless smile.

"That idiot, he's got a screw loose, he makes me deal with him every day!"

Shen Xuan couldn't help but grumble, but his body still honestly carried Tuo Bashan's burly frame and slowly walked out of the room.

"You said Tuo Bashan and Chen Fan have already broken into the top five, shouldn't we work harder?"

"Um!"

"Tomorrow, I'll take on Shi Dingtian, and you'll take on Ying Wu!"

"Um!"

The conversation between Shen Xuan and Su Qingyue echoed clearly in the room.

On the other side, Ying Wu and Shi Dingtian, who had just stepped out of the cabin, stopped in their tracks and fell into complete silence.

Damn it... am I being underestimated?!

The two exchanged a glance, their hearts filled with a sense of absurdity.

Chen Fan paid no attention to any of the noise from the outside world.

Reaching the top?

For Chen Fan, it wasn't anything particularly important.

He walked through the empty corridor and went straight back to the core villa area that belonged only to the four of them, pushing open the heavy Alloy door leading to the Simulated Training Room.

Buzz!!

The familiar feeling of weightlessness came over me.

When Chen Fan finally stood on solid ground and saw the scene before him clearly, he was slightly taken aback.

All around was an endless, deathly Void, and beneath my feet lay cold Stars.

This is still that Simulated Universe.

But... things are different now.

The eighty-one Alien Youth King Thrones that had originally surrounded him, exuding overwhelming ferocity and endless killing intent, had now vanished without a trace.

Instead, there were nine giant pillars of light that pierced through the sky and the earth.

They exuded an aura of holiness, antiquity, and supreme power, like nine pillars supporting this universe, arranged in a ring, quietly surrounding Chen Fan at the very center.

Each beam of light seemed like an independent world, its interior churning with chaos, making it difficult to see clearly.

Chen Fan stared intently at it.

He could vaguely see that inside each pillar of light, there was a blurry, indistinct figure of a young boy.

Some figures wield giant axes, and even their silhouettes exude an unparalleled domineering power capable of cleaving the heavens and earth.

Some figures stood with swords on their backs, their faces obscured, yet one could sense their restrained yet sharp brilliance, enough to pierce the stars.

Other figures floated silently, empty-handed, yet seemed capable of suppressing all the heavens throughout the ages with their physical bodies.

The pressure emanating from any one of these nine figures far surpassed that of the eighty-one Alien Races Young Kings from before.

"This is..."

A hint of doubt had just arisen in Chen Fan's mind.

The next moment, Gu Ci's calm and steady voice rang out directly in his mind through the built-in device in the training room.

"It seems you've already seen it, Chen Fan. Don't be surprised."

Gu Ci's voice carried a rare hint of solemnity.

"Having slain eighty-one kings of the same rank from Myriad Races of the Universe, you have completed the first leg of your Invincible Path. You have proven with their corpses that you are qualified to reign supreme among your peers in this generation, on the soil of Blue Star."

But that's not enough.

Gu Ci abruptly changed the subject, his voice suddenly becoming low and somber.

"The path you walk is not for dominating your peers, but for challenging history and standing shoulder to shoulder with legend!"

"Open your eyes and look carefully, Chen Fan."

"Those nine illusory figures were created by the Training Camp using the Federation's highest authorization to extract information from the vast ocean of historical data... projections of our current nine Martial Gods of the Human Federation in their youth!"

Boom!

Martial God!

These two words seem to possess a magical power that makes words come true.

As Gu Ci's voice fell, one of the beams of light suddenly shone brightly!

Within the pillar of light, the outline of the phantom figure wielding a giant axe instantly became clear.

He looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old, shirtless, with muscles that looked like they were cast in bronze, exuding an explosive sense of power.

He slowly opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes were those?

There was no emotion whatsoever, only a pure, primal, and absolute fighting spirit, as if born for battle!

Buzz!

An aura far surpassing all previous opponents, even purer and more domineering than Ling Jian's half-step Organ Refining Geng Metal Qi, instantly crossed the barrier of the pillar of light, like an invisible giant hammer, and slammed into Chen Fan's Sea of Consciousness!

This will locked onto Chen Fan.

It was as if a primordial beast, which had been sleeping for countless ages, had finally found an opponent worthy of its awakening.

Chen Fan's body trembled slightly, and the 950 calories of Golden Qi and Blood within his body circulated autonomously. His jade-like bones emitted a faint glow, easily dissipating the impact of this will into nothingness.