Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

Zhuge Min shook his head helplessly. In such a large classroom, there were three people sitting in the front row and four people sitting in the back row. There was a vacuum in the middle.

Zhuge Min took a deep breath, explained some basic information, and asked everyone to introduce themselves. Then everyone received a virtual glasses, and the first class meeting ended in a hurry.

"Brother Fan, where are you going next?"

After the class meeting was over, Fu Nanren asked with a grin.

"I'm going to the training room."

Qin Fan responded casually.

Zhang Xiong secretly clenched his fist. This is the difference between him and Brother Fan. He was eager to practice on the first day of school. It seems that he did not lose unfairly.

Little did he know that Qin Fan was not that noble at all. He went to the training room simply because it was open to the public for free these days and he didn't want to take advantage of the bastard.

Several people turned left and right and finally arrived at the training building.

This entire building is full of various training rooms, including physical training, mental training, comprehensive training and even spiritual cultivation. They are all concentrated here. It can be said that the entire building is the foundation of the existence of the academy.

Because of its existence, these students have the foundation to continue to become stronger.

After entering the training building, several people entered different training rooms according to their needs.

Qin Fan stood at the door of a physical training room, looked at the notice board at the door, and smacked his lips. Five points per hour. Sure enough, black.

After swiping his power card, the door opened silently. The entire room was about a hundred square meters. Except for a few students sitting cross-legged, it was empty and there was no training equipment.

Qin Fan found a place to sit down, adjusted his condition and put on the newly issued virtual glasses.

"Hey, the connection is successful, please select the gravity multiplier."

As soon as I put on the virtual glasses, the virtual glasses automatically recognized and turned on, and a pleasant female voice came from inside.

"1.5 times."

Qin Fan hesitated slightly, but still reported an insurance figure.

The next second, Qin Fan felt that he was suddenly transferred to a new space. Every bone in his body seemed to be compressed by pressure. Every movement he made became much more difficult than usual.

Qin Fan moved his hands and feet, gradually adapted to the environment here, and began to practice the Vajra Body.

According to the knowledge in my mind, the theoretical realm of the Vajra Body is the same as the realm of the Transcendent.

The first rank of skin training is equivalent to the warrior realm, while the subsequent muscle training and bone training correspond to the battle king realm and the battle emperor realm.

The final cultivation of Five Organs Refining corresponds to a higher level, but that only exists in legends. In the consciousness that Qin Fan obtained, no one has been able to cultivate the Vajra Body to that state.

After completing a set of movements, Qin Fan felt that his whole body was exhausted. Although the gravity was only increased by half, Qin Fan's physical feeling was no less than carrying half of himself on a hundred-mile march.

After taking a short rest, Qin Fan looked at his body. His exposed skin was glowing with a slight bronze glow. Once this glow turned into golden yellow, it meant that he had passed the level of skin training.

Time passed slowly. I don't know how long it took, but Qin Fan was interrupted by the growling sound in his stomach.

When he opened his eyes, there was no one around him. He silently felt the condition of his body. At this moment, the 1.5 times gravity was negligible to him.

He stood up, stretched, and walked out of the training room. At this moment, he was surprised to find that it was already dark.

Didi didi...

After the cell phone signal slowly recovered, Qin Fan's cell phone kept ringing.

"Brother Fan, are you going to eat?"

"Brother Fan, are you still practicing? Let's withdraw first."

"Um, I forgot that there is no signal in the training room. Forget it, you can see that I care about your fists when you come out."

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"Brother Fan, Lin Zihao and his people have blocked the door. Come back quickly."

"Brother Fan, we are stuck in the dormitory. Zhang Xiong has a date with a guy in room 3 of the virtual space."

"Brother Fan, come back quickly. That kid Zhang Xiong is crazy. He lost 300 points."

Ten minutes have passed since the last message. Qin Fan stared at the phone with a cold look in his eyes.

Virtual world, room 3.

Lin Zihao sat on a chair, with seven or eight boys gathered around him. Everyone's aura is very thick. There are two people who are separated from the crowd and sitting silently on the ground. The aura emanating from them is particularly strong, much higher than that of Lin Zihao.

"You silly guy, you still want to fight? You've already died four times, these four hundred points are enough for you to still get it."

Lin Zihao sneered.

Last night, he lost all his dignity. If he couldn't vent his anger today, then he wouldn't have to hang out in this school.

"Bah, grandpa can't afford to lose 400 points. Let's take the next one and bet 400 points directly. Will my grandson dare to take it?"

Zhang Xiong spat, with a lot of blood in it.

It can only be said that the simulation of this virtual world is too realistic. Zhang Xiong only feels that there is no pain in his entire body. Although all the injuries here are just illusions, there is not a trace of feeling left deep in his soul.

The feeling of being pinned to the ground and being ravaged at will made him almost lose his mind.

Lin Zihao smiled, facing a gambler, he would definitely win.

He snorted coldly and said, "You can fight, but you must show some sincerity."