Honor the Bet and Accept Defeat

Half an hour later, Chen Yuan and Luo Hai both exited the Virtual Space.

The moment he came out, Luo Hai shouted, "No way! Your Illusion Martial Artist Style is totally unfair! You can attack me, but none of my attacks can hit you even once!"

Chen Yuan smiled faintly. "There was nothing I could do about that. Your attacks were too powerful, and your burst speed was high too. Without that kind of technique, I wouldn't have stood a chance."

Their conversation immediately startled the other two people in the room.

Even Di Fan, the Universe Level Martial Artist who had remained calm all along, could not help speaking up. "Young Master, are you saying you lost the battle in the Virtual Space?"

"Yep." Luo Hai nodded and held up three fingers. "Three matches! I fought him three whole times, and I lost every one!"

Di Fan was even more astonished when he heard that. "That shouldn't be possible. From what I can see, your advantage in a frontal confrontation is overwhelming. Your explosive power is more than three times his. How could you lose?"

"Yeah, Xiao Hai, how did you lose?" Wei Wen also looked stunned. Although he had brought Chen Yuan here, he truly had not expected him to win.

"Didn't I just say it? Chen Yuan developed a style called the Illusion Martial Artist Style." Luo Hai explained the effects of the Illusion Martial Artist Style, then said, "In all three matches, his Illusion Technique made my secret technique miss, and then he silently closed in and assassinated me."

"Illusion Martial Artist Style? I've never heard of such a style. What about you, Di Fan?" Wei Wen asked Di Fan in shock.

Di Fan took a deep breath and shook his head. "Sorry, I haven't heard of it either."

Then Di Fan said to Chen Yuan, "May I witness this style for myself?"

"I don't have a problem with that, but..." Chen Yuan hesitated before continuing, "My Illusion Technique is based on the strength of my consciousness. Only people whose consciousness is weaker than mine will be affected."

"If their consciousness is stronger than mine, they won't be affected at all," Chen Yuan said. "My consciousness strength has currently just entered the Planetary Level, so I can only affect Martial Artists below the Planetary Level."

"Planetary Level?" Di Fan's expression shifted as he carefully sensed him. "It really is Planetary Level."

Then Di Fan suddenly bowed to Luo Hai in apology. "I'm sorry, Young Master. I misjudged the opponent's strength, which led to your defeat."

Di Fan had not noticed Chen Yuan's Planetary Level consciousness strength at first, so he blamed himself, believing Luo Hai's loss had been caused by his own lack of information.

"Uncle Di, this has nothing to do with you." Luo Hai hurriedly helped Di Fan up.

"Since you've lost, Xiao Hai, come to the Training Camp with me and broaden your horizons." Wei Wen interjected at the right moment, smiling at Luo Hai.

"I honor the bet and accept defeat. I'll go with you." Luo Hai agreed readily. "By the way, Uncle Wei, Chen Yuan will be going to the Training Camp too, right?"

"Of course. The Global Headquarters replied to me last night and told me to bring Chen Yuan to the Training Camp on December 1." Wei Wen said, "Today is already the 30th, so we'll leave early tomorrow morning. Xiao Hai, will you come with me, or make your own way there later?"

"Of course I'll go with you. I still want to spar with Chen Yuan a few more times." As Luo Hai spoke, he suddenly remembered something. He picked up a Consciousness Sensor from the table and stuffed it into Chen Yuan's hands.

"Chen Yuan, keep this. Consider it a gift from me." Luo Hai spoke with a serious expression.

"This... wouldn't that be inappropriate?" Chen Yuan looked hesitant. In truth, he knew the helmet's real purpose and desperately wanted to accept it immediately.

"Just take it. This thing isn't worth much in my family." Luo Hai waved his hand. "Besides, I'll be sparring with you often in the future. You can't do that without a Consciousness Helmet."

Chen Yuan held the helmet in his hands and glanced at Wei Wen and Di Fan. Seeing that neither intended to stop him, he nodded. "All right, I'll accept it. Luo Hai, you can come spar with me whenever you want."

"Then it's settled." Luo Hai grinned.

Seeing this, Wei Wen stood and said, "In that case, we'll head back first. Xiao Hai, get ready today. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

When Wei Wen rose, Chen Yuan stood beside him with the helmet in his arms and nodded to Luo Hai.

"Goodbye, Uncle Wei. See you tomorrow, Chen Yuan." Luo Hai escorted the two of them outside the castle, then waved them off.

Inside the Smart Fighter Jet, Wei Wen circled Chen Yuan for quite a while, clicking his tongue in amazement. "I really didn't expect you to succeed, kid. Is that illusion style really that powerful?"

As he spoke, he shook his head. "Too bad my consciousness is already at the fourth rank of the Planetary Level, or I'd really like to see it for myself. Haha."

"Then I'll work hard and let the Inspector see it someday," Chen Yuan replied with a smile.

"Enough with calling me Inspector. Just like Xiao Hai, call me Uncle Wei." Wei Wen patted Chen Yuan on the shoulder, his face full of smiles.

Chen Yuan changed his form of address. "Uncle Wei."

Wei Wen nodded with a smile and continued, "I think very highly of your future. After all, you actually defeated Xiao Hai at the same level."

"You should know that even at the Planetary Level, Xiao Hai has already beaten quite a few opponents at the same level."

Chen Yuan rubbed his nose. "I got lucky."

"No matter what, defeating Xiao Hai proves your potential." Wei Wen sighed. "Once you enter the Training Camp, you'll probably soar into the sky."

"Speaking of that, Uncle Wei..." Chen Yuan suddenly looked a little embarrassed and rubbed his fingers together. "When are you going to make good on that Wood Bud Crystal?"

"You brat, do you think your Uncle Wei would steal your Wood Bud Crystal?" Wei Wen scolded with a laugh. "But your strength is still too low. If people find out you have a Wood Bud Crystal, even Planetary Level Martial Artists might come rob you."

"So I'll hold onto it for you first." Wei Wen patted Chen Yuan and said with a smile, "Come find me once you become an Intermediate War God. I'll personally watch over you while you consume it."

Wei Wen's tone was just like parents telling their child during the New Year, "We'll save your lucky money for you first, and give it back when you grow up."

Chen Yuan was not in a hurry anyway. Besides, he knew Wei Wen was telling the truth, so he nodded. "All right. I'll come find you once I become an Intermediate War God."

When Wei Wen saw that Chen Yuan was not anxious at all, he suddenly lost interest and felt it would be more fun to go home and tease his son.

Before long, the two returned to Wei Wen's villa, where Chen Yuan had stayed the previous night.

Wei Wen let Chen Yuan off the fighter jet and instructed him, "I'll pick you up at six tomorrow morning. Then we'll pick up Xiao Hai together and arrive at the Training Camp before nine. Don't train too late tonight."

Chen Yuan nodded and watched Wei Wen's fighter jet rise into the air and leave before turning around and walking into the villa.

Wei Wen did not live here. This villa was merely one of his many properties, and Chen Yuan was currently the only one staying in it.

Since it was still early, Chen Yuan did not begin training immediately. Instead, he turned his attention to the helmet in his hands.

Thirty seconds later, Chen Yuan arrived in the Virtual Space.

He looked into the distance. Several hundred meters away stood a towering, massive pagoda that pierced the clouds. Its entire surface was carved with images upon images of various Monsters, which encircled the pagoda. He could vaguely make out that the tower had seven levels.

Chen Yuan knew that this was the Virtual Space's second function: the Trial Tower, the place he was preparing to challenge.

"I've been curious about the battles in the Virtual Space for a long time. Today, I finally have the chance to challenge it." Standing before the Trial Tower, Chen Yuan gazed at the cloud-piercing structure, eager to give it a try. "I hope the battles inside are as intense as described in the original work, so I can properly grind my proficient level."