Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2242

"Want to fight?"

Mo Xian's faint voice lingered in the air, like a lingering sound that lasted for a long time, and it was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's hearts fiercely.

Everyone vaguely wanted to express something, but in the end they just opened their mouths, unable to say anything, only feeling dry.

As a result, the entire top of Huxiao Mountain was completely silent, and everyone seemed to have fallen into a state of petrification.

At this time, Mo Xian was facing a personal disciple, and under the exhausted situation, he could still say such words, which really stunned everyone for a while.

"Oh? Are you serious?" The direct disciple smiled and looked at Mo Xian with interest.

"Of course!" Mo Xian shrugged, his voice still calm.

"It's ridiculous, Mo Xian, do you know what you're talking about?" Zhou Xun burst out laughing immediately after he came back to his senses. He knew very well that the strength of this personal disciple might not be enough for even ten Mo Xian.

"I really don't know how to live or die. I know that the other party is a direct disciple, but I am still so arrogant. It seems that Mo Xian has been dazzled by the victory."

Words like these kept coming one after another, and the shock in everyone's hearts was instantly pushed out of the sky by Mo Xian's arrogance.

Han Ling'er and the others also looked a little ugly. Mo Xian's behavior really left them speechless.

"Hehe, you know that I won't fight with you, so you said that on purpose." The direct disciple shook his head. Under such circumstances, as a direct disciple, it is absolutely impossible for him to attack Mo Xian .

"That's really a pity!" Mo Xian shrugged helplessly. After this series of battles, he clearly realized that he was short of the last fire.

This personal disciple took the initiative to send it to his door, which made him a little excited.

However, the other party has a reason not to make a move.

"But..." The direct disciple pondered for a while, and managed to whet everyone's appetite.

"But what?"

Mo Xian's eyes lit up, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Do you know the battle platform? If you are interested, maybe I can play with you." The direct disciple said.

"A simulated battle platform?"

Hearing this, everyone was slightly taken aback for a moment, and immediately nodded.

If it was a planned battle platform, perhaps there would not be any problem of taking advantage of others.

The so-called simulated battle platform is a very special existence designed by Beihuang Temple. As the name suggests, it is a simulated battle.

Both parties do not need to go on the field in person, they only need to control it with their minds, and the simulated battle platform will embody their respective figures, and then fight.

Regardless of the strength of the two parties in the virtual battle, the phantom powers concretized are similar, and the fight is based on the skills they have mastered and the control of the battle.

This can sharpen the warrior's combat skills and familiarize himself with various skills with the least loss, and quickly improve his strength.

This is something unique to the Northern Wilderness Palace, which makes the other hidden sects envious.

"Is it a battle platform?" Hearing this name, Mo Xian's heart seemed to move slightly.

It just so happened that his next step was to go to the simulated battle platform.

He is also quite interested in this magical simulated battle platform.

Although there is still a certain difference from the real battle, this simulated battle platform is infinitely close to the actual battle, and it is also of great benefit to improving the strength.

He faintly felt that this simulated battle platform might be his opportunity this time.

"Okay, let's go to the battle platform!" Mo Xian raised his head and smiled lightly.

"Madman!" Han Ling'er couldn't help but spat softly. Even though the battle platform doesn't consider the strength of both sides, Mo Xian's time to get started is too short, and some things may not be comparable to the opponent.

"Okay!" The direct disciple nodded, and with a movement of his body, he rushed down the mountain violently.

The simulated battle platform is already the core of the Beihuang Temple, so it is surrounded by many layers.

This is not a public area. To enter, you need to apply in advance, and you can only enter after you get the qualifications.

Originally, Mo Xian was not qualified, but the direct disciple had some energy. After saying something to the guard, the other party gave him a strange look and let Mo Xian in.

And Zhou Xun and others also got the opportunity to go in and observe because of the relationship of this personal disciple.

As for most people, they can only wait outside or go back first.

"If I'm not mistaken, that kid should be Mo Xian, who actually gave him the confidence to have a mock duel with Lin Zhou."

"Hehe, new disciples like them are like this. They think that what they have seen is everything, but they don't know that they are just frogs at the bottom of the well."

Looking at Mo Xian's back, the guards all smiled contemptuously.

The simulated battle arena landed on a huge square, which looked like huge arenas, but it was obviously different from ordinary arenas.

There is more than one simulated battle platform, and on each simulated battle platform, there are countless mysterious and obscure runes flashing, emitting strange fluctuations.

"Is this the battle platform? It's really strange!" With Mo Xian's current vision, he couldn't see the battle platform at all, so he had to marvel at the magic of these sects that had been passed down for countless years.

"Hehe, our Northern Wilderness Palace is huge, and there are many things that you may not even think of." The direct disciple beside him smiled slightly, his tone was calm, but he didn't seem aggressive.

"Hmph, it's time for you to cry!" Zhou Xun, Mao Lifang Qi and the others gritted their teeth one by one. They have all been defeated by Mo Xian now, and they are extremely eager to see Mo Xian make a fool of himself.

The simulated battle platform is a sought-after item in the Beihuang Palace, and the quantity is limited, and it often takes a long time to queue up to get a chance to enter once.

Because Mo Xian and the others came too late, there were two phantoms fighting on each virtual battle platform, and there were many people watching.

Judging from the strength and the marks on these people's chests, most of the people here are elite disciples and direct disciples, and more than [-]% of them are masters in the Wuzong realm.

This had to make Mo Xian lament the power of the Northern Wilderness Hall. If it was outside, Wu Zong's masters would already have the capital to establish a sect.

For example, where he was at the beginning, which is the current Taichu Domain, a master of the Martial Emperor Realm can reach the sky.

"Senior Brother Linzhou is here!"

"Strange, he hasn't been here for a while."

The appearance of Linzhou immediately attracted the attention of many people, and even the two sides who were planning to fight showed fluctuations, and the simulated figure on the fighting platform almost disappeared.

This is not the only place to fight, and Linzhou is obviously quite famous here.

The reason why he is famous is nothing more than that he has a pretty good record here.

Mo Xian looked around, and he found a stone tablet with some names from top to bottom, and the first one belonged to Linzhou, followed by a credit, which actually had more than 3 credits.

He still doesn't know what the points represent, but Linzhou's points are nearly double that of No.2, which is a bit scary.

And No.2 also leaves No.3 far behind, and the gap after that is quite balanced, and the bite is very tight.

(End of this chapter)