Simulation Battle Room

Seeing the numbers on the screen, everyone around let out a gasp of surprise.

Vanessa's face even revealed a look of disbelief.

"God!"

A day ago, her strength had barely crossed 900 kilograms.

She never dreamed that in the short span of a single night, her strength would increase by nearly double.

"It's too incredible!"

Her mouth formed an O shape.

When she went to take a shower just now, she had some guesses that the growth magnitude of her strength this time would be relatively large—after all, under the sudden surge of strength, her limb movements were somewhat distorted—but she never expected it to be exaggerated to this degree.

You must know that the further along one's strength was, the harder it was to improve.

The nine of them had only taken a little over a month of consuming fierce beast meat for their strength to exceed 800 kilograms.

However, in the month following that, their strength had only increased by a little over a hundred kilograms.

In their view, even this was already defying the heavens enough.

It took only a little over two months to go from a strength of under two hundred kilograms to a level approaching a ton.

This could already be considered surpassing the limits of humanity.

Even in their previous mercenary careers, they had never seen a human whose physical constitution could reach this degree.

She didn't expect that today would give them a huge surprise once again.

Her strength directly increased to one and a half tons.

She was almost able to lift a car with her bare hands.

Moreover, from Xu Mo's explanation just now, this was only the beginning; practicing this cultivation technique meant their strength could grow almost limitlessly in the future.

Standing to the side, Xu Mo only nodded silently.

"Test your speed!"

He pointed at the speed-testing instrument nearby and spoke.

Hearing this, Vanessa nodded.

After a running start, her body flashed across the track of the speedometer.

"38m/s!"

"Not bad!"

Xu Mo nodded. As a woman, Vanessa's build was on the smaller side, so speed was considered her strong suit.

It was already approaching the level of an intermediate warrior.

As the captain, Sauron recorded it down on the piece of paper in his hand.

"Next, Harry!"

The called Harry walked up excitedly.

"1650kg!"

"34m/s!"

In the time that followed, everyone tested it once.

Most people's strength was around 1,600 kilograms.

Only Sauron reached 1,960 kilograms, almost a hair's breadth away from becoming an intermediate warrior.

I'm afraid it wouldn't take many days for him to advance to an intermediate warrior.

The other end of the island.

"What, appointing a new instructor to conduct collective training for the soldiers?"

"I don't agree!"

"These soldiers were all trained by me strictly according to the training methods of special forces, and I don't think any instructor could do better than this!"

Colonel Harry looked at Strucker opposite him with a stubborn expression.

"Colonel, all you need to do is execute orders!"

Strucker warned the other party with a stern expression.

"Don't cause trouble for me, or I won't let you off!"

With that, he turned and left the location where the soldiers were temporarily stationed.

Although he had the exact same thought as the other party in his heart, he didn't have the final say now.

Watching Strucker leave, Colonel Harry's face turned ashen.

These past few days, Baron Strucker first gave the order to relocate the camp to this island, and then confiscated all the weapons of these soldiers.

Now it seemed he was even going to appoint new instructors.

These all made him feel a sense of crisis without exception.

It seemed that he, the commander in charge of the base's soldiers, was soon going to be marginalized.

However, he didn't have the guts to disobey orders.

He only secretly made up his mind in his heart that after meeting those so-called instructors of the other party, he must give them a hard time.

Let them understand who was the most suitable person to lead this team.

He was once an instructor for the United States Marine Corps and considered his soldier-training and close-combat levels second to no one.

In the Astral Tower.

Xu Mo stood outside the door of the Simulation Battle Room.

Pushing open the door and walking in, the room was filled with equipment resembling space capsules.

Without the slightest hesitation, he lay down into a space capsule.

Following the closure of the capsule lid and a flash of light, he was already standing in a void.

A mechanical voice that seemed to contain no emotion sounded in his ear.

"Please select combat opponents and combat environment!"

As soon as the voice fell, a selection panel appeared in front of him.

Among the opponents, one could choose a spirit reader and a martial warrior.

Xu Mo first chose a Planetary Level One martial warrior and selected the grassland as the location.

As he pressed the selected button.

"Please select your weapon!"

After picking a somewhat heavy-looking battle saber.

A flash of light and shadow.

The surrounding starry sky scene began to change at super speed.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into a boundless grassland.

Looking at the azure sky, feeling the true tactile sensation of the grass beneath his feet, and the gentle breeze blowing on his face.

Reaching out to pluck a handful of grass blades from the ground, a fresh, grassy fragrance flooded into his nasal cavity.

"Too realistic!"

Xu Mo sighed with emotion.

Although he knew this was just a virtual world, this was too realistic.

What difference did this have from a real world?

Just at this moment, the figure of a middle-aged man slowly condensed not far in front of him.

Initially, the man's gaze was still in a daze.

Until the sound indicating the start of the battle rang in Xu Mo's ear, the man's gaze instantly became lively, and then his figure flashed, rushing toward Xu Mo's direction holding the battle saber in his hand.

Xu Mo also tightened the battle saber in his hand and met him.

In an instant, the figures of the two touched together.

After a deafening roar.

Xu Mo's figure turned into a residual shadow, flying backward at an even faster speed.

His figure brushed across the ground, plowing a long gully in the grassland.

Stopping his figure, Xu Mo moved and stood up again. Looking at that figure in the air, he rubbed his right arm, which was already aching and numb.

Except for special requirements, the opponents simulated by the system all had strengths at the peak level of their current tier.

Just like this Planetary One martial warrior before him.

He was at the peak level of Planetary One, with a strength reaching 2,000 tons.

On strength alone, it was nearly double his own.

Originally, with just this, relying on the blessing of his psychic force, Xu Mo wouldn't be afraid of the other party.

However, martial warriors of this tier had an average force output amplitude of about five times.

Meanwhile, Xu Mo's force output amplitude was only three times; even after blessing the saber with psychic force, it was still only about half of the other party's strength.

You must know that psychic force amplitude referred to how many weapons could be manipulated simultaneously while all reaching their maximum values.

It did not mean how many times one could amplify on a single weapon.

Just like if a person's strength was 1 ton, then both of his hands could strike with a strength of 1 ton, but no matter what, he had no way to strike with a strength of 2 tons from a single punch.

Spiritual force was the same.

With a spiritual force of one thousand tons and an amplitude of twelve, Xu Mo could simultaneously control twelve weapons, making the power on each of those twelve weapons reach one thousand tons, but when controlling a single weapon alone, it could still only exert a maximum power of one thousand tons.

Of course, those spiritual force weapons inscribed with special secret runes were different.

This was also the very reason spiritual force weapons existed.

If it hadn't been for his fast reaction just now, employing the ability of Space Freeze, he probably would have been killed by the opponent in an instant.

After all, having twice the strength did not mean having twice the combat capability.

Against someone like his opponent, even facing hundreds of Martial Warriors like himself simultaneously would not require much effort at all.