Night fell. Obsidian Martial Arts Hall basement.
Batches of new players appeared in the confinement rooms. Faced with the nearly real world before them, they behaved just like the previous batch of newcomers, brimming with curiosity about everything.
One after another, they either stroked the iron bars, hopped around on the floor, or even pressed themselves against the walls and rubbed against them.
"Awesome! This game is freaking awesome!"
"They claimed this game had 100% virtual realism before, and I didn't really believe it. Who knew it was true? I can't even tell reality from illusion now. This game is definitely going to blow up!"
"With graphics this clear, I can brag about it for a whole year."
"When does this game enter open beta? I'll throw money at it like crazy. Just give me a few top-tier martial techniques."
"Bro, do you know what Martial Hall Points are going for on the forums now? One point is already selling for a hundred bucks. The cheapest martial techniques at the martial artist level cost three thousand points—that's three hundred thousand. Are you sure you can really spend like crazy?"
After becoming familiar with the place, the newcomers began chatting among themselves. Clearly, compared to the previous batch, they knew far more about High Martial Descent.
The old players waiting outside were astonished by this sight. They had not expected this batch of newcomers to be so much more adaptable than they had been. Not only did they quickly adjust to High Martial Descent, they were already discussing how to play the game.
"Guys! See that? Xiao Yuan is in!" Among the newcomers, an adorable, fresh-faced girl under twenty kept talking to the empty air above her like a lunatic. "Starting today, Xiao Yuan will teach everyone how to play High