Logging 10,000 Years into the Future Novel

"It's Lu Sheng who is number one on the freshman list!"

Lu Sheng's reputation in the Seventh Shengwu University is not too small, and some people can recognize him.

Even those who don't know clearly can quickly find out the details of Lu Sheng by asking around.

After learning about it, I was secretly stunned.

"Hey, there is such a fierce person among the freshmen who beat up all the freshmen? Even Yu Haibo, the spear instructor, was picked?"

"Do you think there are no two brushes?"

But some people shook their heads.

"So what about climbing a dragon? What about good spear skills? Isn't he just a freshman, comparable to Miao Renxiong?"

The people next to him also sighed.

The words are rough and the rationale is not rough.

No matter how brilliant Lu Sheng's past record is, or how dazzling he was when he entered school, he is still just a freshman.

Freshmen who have been enrolled for less than two months.

How does it compare with Miao Renxiong who has been in the Fourth Shengwu University for almost four years?

"Miao Renxiong was also ranked second in the national martial arts rankings when he first entered school, and his martial arts talent is also the top existence in the Seven Sacred University, not to mention that he has four years more training time than Lu Sheng.

The gap of four years is not so easy to smooth..."

A few old students from the Fourth Shengwu University who came with Miao Renxiong couldn't help laughing when they saw many people discussing Lu Sheng.

"You guys are really interesting, old students are useless, and now you still pin your hopes on a new student.

It's hilarious. "

People from the Seventh Saint Martial University glared at him, but they couldn't find any strong words to refute, so they were helpless.

Many old students surrounded Chen Yixuan, and they naturally saw the back of Lu Sheng walking into the Wusheng Pagoda.

"Yixuan, Yinri's sage has spoken."

Chen Yixuan glanced at it, looked away, nodded, "I saw it, let him go.

Lu Sheng's talent is very good, much better than mine.

This time, he can feel the strength gap between himself and the four-year old student in advance, which will be very helpful for his future martial arts development.

Maybe in a few years, he will be able to enter the top ten of the Seven Saints, and even rule for one session.

But now..."

Chen Yixuan looked at the ranking scrolling on the big screen. At this time, Miao Renxiong's tower breakthrough had reached the 22nd floor.

Chen Yixuan looked quite frustrated, shook his head and sighed softly: "It's too difficult."

As a student of the Seventh Saint Martial University, he should be most familiar with the Martial Saint Pagoda in front of his house for four years.

But even so, it is still not as good as Miao Renxiong from outside.

What does this prove?

This proves that the strength gap between him and Miao Renxiong has reached a certain level.

If two swordsmen meet, he might be defeated within a few strokes.

"Top ten... Is this the strength of the top ten of the Seven Saints..."

Chen Yixuan sighed softly, and smiled bitterly.

"Now you don't need to queue up to enter the tower."

Lu Sheng stood in the empty hall, only in front of him was the woman at the window whom he had met several times before.

"Need not.."

The woman responded with her mouth, and while registering Lu Sheng, she stretched her eyes and looked towards the door curiously.

"Why are you the only one at the Seventh National Congress this time, and there is no one else?

Go out and call out more people, that boy from the Fourth Saint Martial University is about to break your record..."

Lu Sheng took the student ID card handed over by the woman, and calmly said: "Don't worry, it won't be broken. I am enough.

The woman was stunned for several seconds when she heard Lu Sheng's words.

It wasn't until Master Lu entered the elevator and the elevator went up that she came back to her senses.

"I (acbe) go, the seedling kid is going crazy...

The girl with the knife on her back came back with a face full of disappointment.

The most uncomfortable thing in this world is not that there is no hope.

But seeing hope and then feeling despair, this is the most collapsed.

On the way back, the girl kept replaying Lu Sheng's achievements in the cold weapon training room in her mind.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Lu Sheng might defeat Miao Renxiong and successfully defend the face of the Seventh Saint Wu University.

But Lu Sheng is not at school, which is really unfortunate.

"Is this predestined?"

The girl imitated the tragic heroine in the TV series, cursed at the sky, and then walked back to her best friend.

The girl with the ball head saw her coming back, and asked curiously: "Where is the person you were looking for? Did you find it?"

The girl shook her head.

"Who the hell is it that you say you are so powerful..."

The ball-headed girl is asking the bottom line.

The girl didn't have the heart to answer, she just smiled wryly: "It doesn't matter who it is, that person is not at school, there is no chance to prove it."

"Che, mysterious

The ball-headed girl looked at her with contempt, and then returned the alloy sword in her arms to her.

"I'll give it back to you. If I'm at school in the future, can I not take your broken knife with me? It's too in the way.

Lu Sheng, who was just a freshman, entered the tower, and a group of people crowded around, hugging you, I almost didn’t fall.”

The ball-headed girl complained.

The girl listened casually at first, but when she heard the word Lu Sheng, she immediately jumped up.

"What did you say? Freshman Lu Sheng? Lu Sheng entered the tower?!"

The ball-headed girl was taken aback by her girlfriend's excitement, and nodded: "Yes, I just went in."

The girl with the knife on her back quickly looked at the big screen.

Sure enough, Lu Sheng's name appeared at the bottom of the screen.

"Very good!"

The girl with the knife on her back touched her fist fiercely, her listless eyes glowed again, and she seemed to come alive all of a sudden.

She stared at Lu Sheng's performance ranking on the big screen, her eyes full of anticipation.

She didn't know why she had so much confidence in Lu Sheng, why she was so excited.

"Perhaps... this is a kind of pride belonging to sister fans."

The girl said secretly in her heart.

The elevator goes up to the first floor.

The elevator door opened, and Lu Sheng was presented with a rather spacious room.

Rather than calling it a martial arts room, Lu Sheng felt that it was more like a lounge.

Because in this room...

There is even a bed!

Can you believe it?!

There is a big bed in the room, there is no quilt on the bed, only a white pillow.

There are several things beside the bed.

A high-tech helmet.

There are also bags one by one, and the words on the bags ———— Disposable sheets and pillowcases, please replace them by yourself.

Then there's disinfectant, cleaning cloths, etc.

"How can I be like the number one player..."

Lu Sheng muttered.

Ready Player One is a sci-fi movie that Lu Sheng watched in his previous life, in which people wear similar helmets and live in a virtual reality world.

Lu Sheng felt the ubiquitous will of Wu Sheng in the surrounding environment, and had a rough guess about the training form of Wu Sheng Pagoda.

He first changed the pillowcase and sheet on the bed, and then carefully wiped the helmet with disinfectant and a cleaning cloth.

Then put on the helmet and lie down peacefully on the bed.

There is a word in my heart.

It seemed that there were cold needles piercing through Lu Sheng's scalp into his skull, of course this was just a feeling.

When Lu Sheng "opened" his eyes again.

Suddenly, he found himself in another room.

This room was many, many times larger than the previous one, and it was completely white, and there was an extra person standing in front of him, standing quietly.

And Lu Sheng's silent chanting voice was also turned up to the loudest, and even his expression became weird.

"No way, no way, the so-called Wusheng Pagoda can't really be in the same form as the dream space...

The answer is obvious.

Lu Sheng looked at his not-so-delicate body and clothes, and sighed softly: "In that case, if I don't wear the record of Wusheng Pagoda every day, I'm sorry for the one who was sent away by me in the dream space in the past year." Those zombies..."

Lu Sheng moved the joints of his hands and feet, and his body made a "click" sound.

His eyes fell on the figure in front of him.

This is an ordinary-looking young man with extremely bright eyes, youthful face and high spirited body.

"What did Tan Zhongyu look like when he was young?"

Lu Sheng muttered.

In the next second, his figure disappeared suddenly, and suddenly appeared in front of the young man.

He was almost face to face with the boy.

It's a pity that the boy was not frightened by him, but directly punched Lu Sheng.

"Boom—"

The fist slammed heavily on Lu Sheng's face, making a crisp bone cracking sound.

The boy covered his hands and stepped back in horror.

Lu Sheng rubbed his left cheek calmly, with thoughtful eyes in his eyes.

"The strength is probably a second-level warrior.

The moment it hit me, my mental strength was shocked, so what if I hit him?"

As Lu Sheng thought about it, he lightly punched the boy in front of him.

There is a distance of seven or eight meters between him and the boy.

But when Lu Sheng's fist landed, it was already in front of the boy.

It seems that Lu Sheng's punch has spanned the space, achieving the effect of infinite extension.

But in fact, this is just a visual effect after the speed and power control reach a certain height.

Lu Sheng's fist landed on the boy's face.

same position as him.

The boy's face was immediately distorted and broken...

In the end, even the whole head was smashed open.

"I'm not a big-hearted person, if a martial sage slaps me in the face, I must hit back."

Lu Sheng opened his mouth lightly.

The defeated youth did not leave any corpses behind, but dissipated directly.

During this process, Lu Sheng felt that a little bit of his spiritual power was being deprived and merged into the space in front of him.

At the same time, a new figure appeared before Lu Sheng's eyes.

"Not only did I not give back, but did I ask for it..."

Lu Sheng was thoughtful, his eyes lit up slightly.

"I seem to understand the principle of this Wusheng Pagoda."

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