National Simulation: I Changed My Life Against The Sky

One hundred times the super brain is turned on.

one second.....

three seconds...

five seconds...

The plan is deduced:

Attack: "Fire Sword Art" doubles the damage against the evil in the dark.

Internal Strength: Double the damage of "Da Ri Zhen Jing" to evil.

Defense: The effect of defending against evil in "Da Ri Heng Kong Lian" is doubled.

Lightness skills: "Seventy-two Roads of Smoke and Dust" is good at: running, jumping, tossing and moving.

Four perfect martial arts.

Except for the lightness skill, the other three types all double the damage to the evil in the dark.

So choose like this:

It is because the greatest threat to human beings in the main world is: the evil in the dark.

Evil in the dark, elusive.

They come with the night and go with the night.

As long as it appears, ordinary people cannot stop it.

Only powerful simulators can compete.

"Mark, load martial arts!"

Next second:

Wang Quan felt hot in his lower abdomen.

A huge internal force emerged in Dantian.

The internal force of the century-old "Da Nikkei".

Masculine and fiery.

The internal force travels through the meridians, crackling and crackling.

Wang Quan's body is changing.

become more perfect.

second second:

"Fire Sword Art" emerged.

The bones of Wang Quan's arms were numb.

Massive swordsmanship experience imprints consciousness.

Instantly:

He seemed to have used the "Fire Sword Art" thousands of times.

at the same time:

A two-handed long sword measuring 1.45 meters appeared in his hand.

The long sword is sharp, cutting iron like mud.

Twist the hilt of the sword, and the secret oil flows.

The divine oil burns when it encounters air, and it does more damage to evil.

Even more amazing is:

This sword can be stored in the imprint space.

The third second:

Wang Quan's whole body was tense.

A series of gold threads travel on the skin.

In a moment:

It seems that there are thousands of great suns imprinted on it.

at this time:

The perfect level of great day turns the sky to refine the great perfection.

His defense is comparable to an alloy steel plate.

A masculinity that burns evil.

Fourth second:

Legs are numb.

The secret of the seventy-two smoke and dust came to mind.

Wang Quan felt that he could cross more than ten meters with one step.

Feeling the power of the whole body, he is very excited:

"Ordinary people, if they want to practice such powerful martial arts, they need decades or even hundreds of years to polish."

"However: A newly born simulator completed their decades, even hundreds of years of hard work in a few seconds."

"The life of Sims...is really a life-defying change."

Wang Quan sighed.

at this time:

All harvests are counted.

He has 30,000 simulation points left.

Thirty thousand simulation points can also allow him to load three perfect martial arts.

but:

Wang Quan decided to keep it.

He wanted to go to the forums of the imitators to have a look.

On the simulator forum, there are many good things that are not available in the mall.

But it's time to stay.

It's time for him to leave.

Not long after:

The crystal burst.

White light envelops Wang Quan descending on the square.

Perfect-level martial arts, allowing him to perfectly restrain his aura.

therefore:

No one found that he was good at martial arts.

At most, I just feel that he is a little taller and stronger.

at this time:

In the empty square, tens of thousands of people appeared at the same time.

Tens of thousands of people, silent.

but:

In the next second, someone burst into tears.

then:

More people cried.

They cried heartbreakingly.

because:

The last temporary simulation is over, they didn't break the life limit, they failed.

from now on:

They can only be ordinary people who are precarious, working day and night, without any supernatural power.

They lost their future.

"Wang Quan, I'm almost there."

A classmate said sadly: "I simulated a dog. I lived carefully and everything went well."

"As a result, in the third year, in order to grab a bone, I was careless and was hit by a car and died."

"I can not be reconciled."

"And you?"

Wang Quan said calmly: "I simulated a person with cancer."

The classmate laughed.

Cancer is scary.

Can't be cured.

Wang Quan must not break the limit of life.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Some people cry, others laugh:

"Haha, what I'm imitating is a knife, and I've been instigating the knife holder for twenty years."

"Ultimately breaking the limits of life."

"I'm an imitator now."

"I got a spiritual field, three kinds of perfect martial arts!"

Next second:

The loser hugged him frantically: "Brother, let me follow you!"

"Brother, I'll be your servant, and I only need one grain of Lingmi every day."

"You're fucking trash."

At this moment, life is full of vicissitudes.

Wang Quan quietly left the square.

He went straight to the academy.

He was going to go through the formalities, and then guard the building, protect the ordinary people, and become a master.

It's no fun showing off to these ordinary people here.

In order to hurry.

Wang Quan mobilized seventy-two roads of smoke and dust.

Next second:

He stepped out and crossed ten meters.

The speed is fast, close to the speed of sound.

Ordinary people feel the breeze on their faces; Wang Quan just passes them by.

Through the bustling, numb and desperate crowd.

Wang Quan is like not belonging to this world:

away alone.

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