Virtual Space

As everyone knew, whether it was Body Movement or Blade Technique, they were divided into four levels, with the Artistic Conception level being the highest!

Yet in just over two months, Wang Yi had leaped from the most basic level straight to the Artistic Conception level!

Faster than riding a rocket!

"Artistic Conception... when one integrates one's understanding and comprehension of heaven and earth into Blade Technique and Body Movement, it becomes a unique technique of one's own, increasing the power of one's Blade Technique and Body Movement. So this is Artistic Conception..." Wang Yi came to a realization.

Artistic Conception was endless and depended on one's personal insights.

Once one's accumulated insights were sufficient, even seeing a flower bloom, a leaf fall, or a drop of rain land in a pond... could spark inspiration.

For instance, what Wang Yi had comprehended was an Artistic Conception akin to the destruction and devastation of a volcanic eruption.

It was considered one of the more powerful types among Artistic Conceptions.

From today onward, although Wang Yi's physical fitness had only evolved to the elementary Wargod level, he could now be considered a true Artistic Conception-level expert.

"This Elite Training Camp truly deserves to be called the world's number one training camp. Who knew how many powerful warriors had emerged from here? It really is a treasured place. It actually allowed my Body Movement and Blade Technique to rise to the Artistic Conception level in one go!" Wang Yi was in a good mood.

After finishing his training that night, Wang Yi opened his laptop and happily chatted with Lin Youyu and the others. Perhaps because he had broken through the final checkpoint, the girls seemed to treat him a little differently...

The night passed just like that.

When Yang Hui came to pick up Wang Yi at noon the next day, he suddenly felt that Wang Yi seemed different somehow. There was an indescribable aura about him, yet upon closer inspection, nothing seemed to have changed.

Yang Hui figured he was overthinking it.

Led by Yang Hui, the two went directly to the Ninth Layer of the Nine Heavens Tower.

The Nine Heavens Tower looked very classical from the outside, but its interior was absolutely technological. The floor was made of hard alloy, and bursts of explosive impacts and shouts could be heard coming from the training rooms.

The ninth floor was a spacious hall. There were some mats scattered around, and young men and women of different skin colors sat casually on them, chatting in different languages.

When Yang Hui brought Wang Yi in, they all looked over at the same time.

"Ignore them. Come with me." Seeing Wang Yi looking at the young people, Yang Hui spoke.

Under the gazes and whispered discussions of everyone in the hall, Yang Hui led Wang Yi to the very back. There was a passageway here, with large rooms lining both sides.

The two went straight to a room at the innermost end. It was not large and was even somewhat dim.

"Click!" Bright lights illuminated the room.

There were only two sofas in the room, each with a dark blue helmet resting on it.

"These two helmets..." Yang Hui began introducing them.

Even without his explanation, Wang Yi knew that these were Consciousness Sensors for the Virtual Space equipment.

Hong had excavated them from the Ancient Civilization Ruins. Then, with their help and the assistance of the Intelligent Light Brain, he had built a Virtual Space, the War God Palace, and gathered the world's Wargods together to fight monsters.

Wang Yi was somewhat excited as well.

Once he put it on, his consciousness would enter a Virtual Space with 100% realism, one that could be said to be exactly the same as the real world.

After Yang Hui finished explaining, he handed over a dark blue helmet. He watched Wang Yi put it on before putting on his own.

In the room, the two helmeted men lay quietly on the sofas.

The instant he put on the helmet, Wang Yi felt his brain buzz. The next moment, he appeared on an endless expanse of silver-white land. Above him stretched the vast and boundless Universe starry sky. Countless stars filled the limitless night, casting dreamlike light across the silver ground.

Three or four hundred meters away stood an enormous tower soaring into the clouds.

That's the Trial Tower. Wang Yi understood.

This Trial Space had several special features. First, everyone who entered had the same physical fitness—normal punching strength of 10,000 kilograms, a speed of 150 meters per second, and excellent elementary Wargod-level Neural Reaction Speed.

Second, what entered was consciousness, so neither one's physical body nor Mental Power could enter. Therefore, Mental Power could not be used here.

Or rather, this space had not been designed with the function allowing entrants to use Mental Power.

Yang Hui and Wang Yi arrived at the entrance beneath the enormous, cloud-piercing tower.

On a black stone pillar to the left of the Trial Tower's main entrance, engraved words appeared—

Name: Wang Yi

Gender: Male

Identity: Elite Training Camp Reserve Cadet

Trial Tower Level: 1

"Special Envoy Yang, why am I still a Reserve Cadet?" Wang Yi could not help asking.

Yang Hui smiled. "Don't worry. According to our Training Camp's custom, every cadet who enters must undergo a Virtual Space test. For someone like you, who has already been designated an Official Cadet, once the test is over, regardless of the result, your identity information will naturally be changed to Official Cadet."

Only then did Wang Yi relax. He looked toward the black stone pillar on the right side of the Trial Tower's main entrance, where engravings likewise appeared—

Name: Yang Hui

Gender: Male

Identity: Wargod

Trial Tower Level: 3.2

Wang Yi had long known Yang Hui's Trial Tower level, so he was not surprised.

But Yang Hui did not know that Wang Yi had already learned about the Trial Tower, and he continued explaining beside him.

The so-called Trial Tower level referred to the number of levels one had cleared in this towering structure.

The entire Trial Tower had seven levels, with each level divided into three grades of trials: A, B, and C.

After passing the First Layer's A-grade trial, one's Trial Tower level would be 1.3. After passing the First Layer's B-grade trial, it would be 1.6. After passing all of the First Layer's trials, it would be 2!

And so on.

Moreover, even for the same First Layer B-grade trial, some might complete 70%, while others could only complete 50%. Their Trial Tower level scores would differ accordingly. Scores such as 1.4 or 1.5 were possible; only completely passing it counted as 1.6.

The higher one went, the more difficult the trials became.

Although everyone's physical fitness was exactly the same, their strength naturally differed because of differences in Body Movement, Blade Technique, physical force exertion, combat experience, performance under pressure, and other aspects... Naturally, the number of levels they cleared would differ as well.

Wang Yi knew just how ridiculously difficult this Trial Tower was. It had seven levels in total, yet not a single person had reached the Seventh Layer so far.

Even the world's strongest warriors, Hong and Thunder God, had not cleared it. However, they were undoubtedly the closest to the Seventh Layer.

Many Elite Training Camp cadets were still struggling in the First Layer and had not even reached the Second Layer.

Wang Yi was eager to give it a try too. He wondered how many levels his current strength would allow him to clear.

"Cadet Wang Yi, please choose your combat uniform and weapon. After making your selection, enter the Trial Tower within one minute to undergo the trial!" An electronic voice suddenly echoed throughout the entire Virtual Space.

The trial had begun!