I Really Want To Go Against The Sky

A night of dreams.

The next day, Yang Fan almost woke up with a smile.

No way, people have a good spirit, and overnight, Yang Fan has completely refining the refining soul Dan that was previously scheduled by Fu Zhengqing and Tian Buji, and has a little surplus.

More than a big fortune has been made, and the cultivation resources needed by the disciples in the door are almost in place.

Beautiful.

I got up from the bed and checked the cultivation status of Yang Chaoqun and Zhao Linglan. After confirming that everything was normal, Yang Fan would wash it out.

Today is the unified examination of the entire federal government. Yang Fan can be said to have been waiting for a long time. I don’t know if the virtual game of "Salvation" can solve his doubts within the next eight hours.

The footsteps were slightly lifted, and the body shape went straight away. After a second, Yang Fan quietly appeared in front of the main entrance of the South China Military Academy.

"It is convenient to repair it, and the distance of ten miles is just between the blink of an eye."

Yang Fan sighed in his heart. Before he rushed to the South China Military Academy from home, he had to spend twenty minutes on the bus.

Now, the entire West Chu City is covered by his spiritual mind, and it is just a thought, a teleportation.

This is the way to play.

Just like the former South China Master, you can grasp the whole city with an idea, as if everything is under control.

Since yesterday, the students of the first year of high school and high school have all been on holiday. After a day and night of busy repairs, the city government has carried out a certain degree of renovation of almost all the classrooms of the South China Military Academy.

The pro-virtual machine is installed, all the program interfaces, all check and confirm, they want to ensure that each machine, the first candidate, in today's eight-hour virtual process, there will not be any trace accident.

When Yang Fan arrived, there were already many students outside the school consciously waiting in line to wait for security checks at the door.

One person, one card, no private entrainment, especially electronic products, is extremely strict screening.

After all, cheating, no matter what era, is inevitable.

Even if this year's college entrance examination has made great difference with previous years, all of them have not yet officially launched the "Salvation" virtual equipment, but the federal government has done enough security checks before the test.

"Oh, isn't this a sailor?!"

"Sail brother is good! Sail brother, please first!"

"Sail brother is good! Sail brother, please first!"

When Yang Fan arrived, it attracted the attention of some students around. Every student who saw Yang Fan was very kind and respectful and said hello to Yang Fan. He took the initiative to give Yang Fan a channel to let Yang Fan take the lead to check. Yang Fan was very uncomfortable for a time.

He has always been a celebrity at school, but he has never enjoyed such a courtesy.

Everyone has a respectful respect and even a few points that he wants to look at him with a sigh of relief. When he was still wearing the name of South China’s shame a month ago, everyone saw him as a deserted scene. Compared, it is simply not possible to speak at the same time.

To be honest, this feeling is quite cool, Yang Fan is very enjoyable.

"Hello students!"

“The students are working hard!”

"No need to do this, really don't need this, everyone is a classmate, just queue up!"

Yang Fan politely greeted people who knew or didn't know, and the smile on his face continued, and the thief was comfortable.

No wonder so many people like to be a star. It turns out that the feeling of being star-studded by the stars is really a thief!

Polite and polite, Yang Fan went to the first row, Wen Xiao took out the admission ticket, Wen Xiao passed the security check at the door, and then smiled and waved goodbye to the fans outside the door.

"You can sail, you are about to become the big star of our South China martial arts school!"

At this time, An Sheng suddenly appeared in front of Yang Fan, and made a joke.

Behind An Sheng, the figure of Qian Qian Qian also appeared quietly.

Yang Fan took a look at the young couple and looked at their current state.

Ansheng this kid, really cast a good tire, otherwise such a good little cabbage, how can it not turn a small fat man like him.

"You two, how are you prepared?" Yang Fan whispered: "The college entrance examination, the test is not only the martial arts, if the results of the cultural class is too bad, even if your martial arts scores are good, it will be doomed to the top ten universities No chance."

An Sheng stunned Yang Fan with a glance: "Who is it? When I don't know, every year's high-level examinations, there are many graduates who are extremely outstanding, but they are all directly exempted from the famous brand Wuda!"

"As long as the martial arts training is strong enough, who cares if your cultural class is very scum? If you can read the literacy and know some basic common sense, it will be enough!"

An Shengde said: "This handsome is now a six-level spirit, even if you do not come to participate in this year's college entrance examination, there will be countless Wu Da will come forward to send a notice afterwards."

"To tell the truth, if I don't want to experience the kind of refreshing feeling in the "Salvation" game, I am not rare today!"

The cultivation is high, it is so arrogant, even the college entrance examination can come and want to leave, you can choose any Wuda to study.

Yang Fan shook his head slightly, this little fat man has been fully inflated. Just after a little repair, I know what my current name is, and even the master’s words dare to question.

Yang Fan directly took out a mental force to completely crush the little fat man, and blocked his ability to speak, saving him from constantly groping in his ears.

"The time is almost up, we will not bother the master, the master is cheering!"

Makki had a very interesting trip to Yang Fan, and then raised his hand and pulled An Sheng, who had become a dumb, to leave quickly.

This dead fat man, did not see that the master has been irritated, it is really a little bit of eyesight.

Yang Fan smiled and nodded, look at it, or thousands of this little girl is more clever and sensible.

Yang Fan slowly stepped in and entered according to the position of the classroom marked on the admission ticket.

Like the last mock exam, one person has a small room that is isolated, and each room has a simple virtual game bin and virtual connection helmet, and a corresponding mechanical interface.

Yang Fan came to the front of the examination room and inserted the admission ticket in his hand into the door. After a bang, the monitor that entered the entrance opened by himself and made a full-body scan directly on Yang Fan’s face and body.

“Hey! Your identity information is correct, welcome to Yang Fan!”

The door was opened by himself and Yang Fan stepped into it.

Then, according to the system prompts inside, step into the virtual warehouse step by step, put on the game helmet, all relevant interfaces start themselves.

"Hey!"

"The candidate Yang Fan is ready, the "Salvation" game is about to open, and now it begins to count down, 10...9...8..."

"Hey! The "Salvation" game is open, welcome the candidate Yang Fan into the virtual waiting area of ​​the "Salvation" game, now 7:50, 10 minutes from the official opening time, please wait for the tester Yang Fan."

Yang Fan’s spirit was awkward, and when he opened his eyes and returned to God, he found himself in a private living room that looked extremely luxurious.

Inside the sofa, tables and chairs, tea sets, snacks, green plants, even the fish tank and the latest version of the imaginary TV are all available.

Yang Fan casually sat down in front of a sofa, curiously picked up a jujube dessert placed on the coffee table, gently put it on his mouth and tasted it.

"Oh, this taste, looks pretty good!"

Yang Fan couldn't help but whispered nodly, whether it was the touch of the sofa or the taste of the jujube dessert, it was all so real, it was like Yang Fan really came to the living room somewhere, really tasted delicious. Pastry food.

"It is said that it is the virtual online game that has been the most realistic in the history of the Federation. It really isn’t blowing! Even if the coach is now a nine-level spiritual master, there is also an immersive visual sense. Niubi!"

"Just, such a routine, how do you feel like a fantasy reality?"

Yang Fanba grinned and even felt a sense of dreamy reality from the virtual scene here.

"Don't say that the ultimate goal of the Chu-Fantasy reality illusion is actually to use false realism, so that people can't sense the existence of half-falsehood on the visual and sensory. The virtual environment here is simply the same."

Yang Fan keeps looking up and watching, and is full of interest. He feels that the virtual scene here does not help his understanding of the dream reality.

"You observe the scene settings in the virtual online games, the heart is realized, the understanding of the dream reality is further deepened, the spiritual power +1, the array experience +2."

"You observe the scene settings in the virtual online games, the heart is realized, the understanding of the dream reality is further deepened, the spiritual power +1, the array experience +2."

"..."

Not expected by Yang Fan.

Soon ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ system prompts come as scheduled, the virtual scene here, actually connected with the fantasy reality of the heavenly fantasy array!

"It’s awesome!"

"It seems that the federal government in order to build this set of "Salvation" online games, but did not bother, even the magical divisions have been used!"

"It's no wonder that all players who enter the game have a sense of reality in it. This is more than just a virtual game technology. This is a complex and complex virtual array!"

Yang Fan sighed softly and admired the designer who designed the "Salvation" online game.

"Hey!"

"At 8:00 federal time, all candidates are prepared, and now they are entering the virtual battle scene. The countdown begins: 10...9...8..."

When the countdown entered the last second, Yang Fan’s head suddenly appeared a black hole that made him feel very familiar. The endless suction came out of the hole. It was only a moment of effort, and Yang Fan’s virtual consciousness was completely drawn into it.