This is a holographic simulation battle field, using the most advanced holographic projection technology to create different battle fields. Although this technology has not yet reached its full maturity stage, there is no problem in simulating combat scenes in 3D. In fact, this technology has long been used in the military, and soldiers in many countries are using this model.

Standing on the holographic simulation battlefield, Xiao Yuanchao squinted his eyes gently. He saw Zhao Ziyang's projection, holding a saber in both hands, standing twenty meters in front of him.

"We don't have perfect parallel attacks, but we can create this attack mode." Pandora's voice sounded from the loudspeaker.

Almost no one in this world pursues perfect parallel attacks. It is not just paranoid, but a tendency to be perverted, which is definitely unique to people with major psychological problems. Obsessive-compulsive disorder, obsessive-compulsive disorder that cannot be regained by any means, and parallel obsessive-compulsive disorder will be found no matter where and where.

There are many people suffering from this obsessive-compulsive disorder, but almost no one suffers from this obsessive-compulsive disorder in battles. Because life and death battles never consider perfection, all they consider is how to kill the other person.

"We simulated hundreds of parallel attack methods. Although I personally think this attack method is extremely undesirable, since the judgment can be used, it proves that he can use it incredibly. We can't figure out his attack method, so we can only simulate and simulate from various angles." Pandora in the amplifier continued: "Simulation is not harmful, so it cannot stimulate your potential. All you have to do is familiar with all simulated attacks and learn to dodge and defend. In the face of such an opponent, all you can do is ensure that you are not injured by the opponent. Only by standing at the end can you counterattack. Okay, let's start, this is everything you have to do."

The moment the sound of the beginning was made, the virtual Zhao Ziyang, who was projected by the holographic projection, rushed towards him, with the speed as lightning as lightning. In an instant, he came to Xiao Yuanchao and cut his body with his virtual two swords.

"bite!"

A heavy ringtone suddenly rang, announcing Xiao Yuanchao's death. The virtual Zhao Ziyang, who was holographically projected, disappeared from his original position and reappeared twenty meters in front of him.

"The speed is too fast!" Xiao Yuanchao said with a frown.

The virtual Zhao Ziyang's speed was much faster than Pandora, and he could not do any evasion or blocking at all. He could only watch the opponent's saber cut his body. This was virtual. If it was real, Xiao Yuanchao would have to be killed if he didn't even have time to react.

"The speed of the ruling is faster than mine, because he is a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, because he pursues the perfect parallel violent aesthetics." Zhao Ziyang's voice came and said to Xiao Yuanchao: "When the speed reaches a certain level, everything else can be ignored. Even if you know that you are good at speed, your body is usually fragile, and you can even kill it with one punch. But the premise is that you have to be able to avoid his speed, and you have to give him a fatal blow."

This is the most simple and easy-to-understand question. In China's unique martial arts fighting, the focus is on speed and not breaking. Is Bruce Lee's body very strong? No, his body is too weak compared to European and American boxers, and it is simply vulnerable. If he gets a heavy punch in the boxing world, he may die directly on the ring.

But the question is whether anyone can hit him. When your fist is just halfway out, his fist is already hitting your face; when your right leg is just lifted, his side leg is already hitting your ribs. As Bruce Lee, his muscles are definitely not for fighting, but for making his fists faster and better control.

"The speed you saw just now is the real speed of the boss," Pandora said coldly: "And it is the fastest speed at the boss's peak. If you can support it at this speed, you will be sure of it. If you cannot support it at this speed, then you will have no way to die when facing the ruling."

Hearing these words, Xiao Yuanchao was shocked. He really didn't know that Zhao Ziyang's speed could be as fast as a ghost, and the ruling was even faster! To be honest, he could not resist Zhao Ziyang's speed at all. If he faced the ruling, he would be even less sure. He had thought about what method to use to kill the ruling, but now he couldn't even think about it.

"Come again." Pandora made a voice.

The figure flashed, and the virtual Zhao Ziyang rushed to Xiao Yuanchao again, and then suddenly rushed to his left as if the light had been flashing, completing the cutting again. Immediately afterwards, the virtual Zhao Ziyang quickly wiped Xiao Yuanchao's back and turned around, and then slashed at his right side with a knife, cutting accurately again to achieve an absolute parallel perfect attack.

"bite!"

The sound of death sounded again, and the virtual Zhao Ziyang disappeared again and continued to appear in front of Xiao Yuanchao. It was still in the same position, the same posture holding the knife, without any change.

"Idiot! Dodge!" Pandora cursed Xiao Yuanchao without hesitation, giving him no face.

Xiao Yuanchao was scolded and had nothing to say. It was not that he didn't want to dodge, but that he could not dodge at all. Although it was just a virtual projection, the speed was absolutely overwhelming, which made him undoubtedly continue.

Come again, die again; continue to die again, continue to die...

In just one morning, Xiao Yuanchao didn't know how many times he had died, but he didn't even have a successful dodge. The constantly changing attack route made him unable to avoid it, and he could only passively be beaten and killed.

The lunch was eaten in extreme depression. Xiao Yuanchao hung his head and looked listless. He once thought his strength was already strong enough, but he didn't expect it to be impossible at all. It was still far from the bottom.

Standing at the peak of the world? Haha, who can stand at the peak of the world in this world? There are only a few, really a few. Maybe a can, maybe Zhao Ziyang can... maybe they can't.

"I only felt extremely frustrated today after so many years." Xiao Yuanchao looked at Zhao Ziyang and smiled bitterly: "I really don't know when I will stand at the peak of the roof of the world like you."

"Roof of the World? Peak?" Zhao Ziyang said with a look of surprise: "How come you have this kind of thought? A real strong man shouldn't have such thoughts or thoughts, because this is wrong and completely wrong!"

"mistake?"

"Yes, wrong. A real strong man never regards himself as a peak. All peaks are lies. The so-called literary no first and martial no second is also lies, especially in this era of hot weapons." Zhao Ziyang suddenly laughed and said, "What do you think is the peak? I? A? Does the sniper storm count?"
Chapter completed!