Spirit Space, training mode.
This was a silver-white training space, with its length, width, and height all approximately one hundred meters.
Lu Xiaopeng was equipped with a standard set of gear, locked in combat with two Demonized Wolves at the third layer of Awakening power.
At this moment, his own strength had already reached the third layer of Awakening. Together with the equipment he wore, even when facing two Demonized Beasts of the same level at the same time, he still had a considerable chance of winning. However, when in the wild, unless absolutely necessary, he would never engage in battle with two Demonized Beasts of the same level.
Lu Xiaopeng's blood-stained longsword was pulled from the body of a Demonized Wolf. However, just then, the other Demonized Wolf lunged at him. Unable to dodge in time, he could only use his small round shield to slightly fend it off before the Demonized Wolf's teeth clamped down on his arm.
He cried out in pain but clenched his teeth tightly.
Taking advantage of the moment the Demonized Wolf bit into his left arm, he swiftly swung his sword, decapitating the beast.
Lu Xiaopeng gasped for air, sweat sliding down his forehead.
Before him, the two Demonized Beasts lay dead.
However, beneath the sharp fangs of the Demonized Wolf, several thumb-sized blood holes had been bitten into his left arm, blood dripping freely; his entire left arm was now useless.
This was the reason he was unwilling to face two Demonized Beasts of the same level in the wild. Even if he could win, there was a high chance of injury, and once injured...
Shaking his head, Lu Xiaopeng retreated back into the hazy transitional space.
He immediately took a long breath.
Looking at his left arm, it was completely healed, yet the bone-deep pain lingered in his mind.
"This place truly is as Director Tang said, all senses are completely real. I was only bitten, and I almost couldn't take it. If I was bitten to death by a Demonized Wolf, how much more painful would that be?"
Lu Xiaopeng shivered uncontrollably, "It seems that even though death in Spirit Space allows for resurrection, I must still take it step by step."
He glanced at the Endless Mode inside, unsure if there was an option to quit. In training mode, one could only exit after completing the set tasks, but if Endless Mode...
He dared not continue the thought, pondered a while, and still decided to enter the Battle Space.
This was also a silver-white space. After he directly selected a basic set of equipment, he received a message.
[Peng Bo has challenged you. Will you accept the challenge? Yes/No.]
Lu Xiaopeng was startled, "Well, Fatty Peng, you dare to challenge your grandpa!"
He did not hesitate to choose Yes.
Suddenly, not far away, a fat man with a scar on his face appeared. The moment this fat man emerged, he swung his hand causing a cloud of dust, clenching the handle of his cleaver and swiftly lunging forward.
Lu Xiaopeng was completely caught off guard and was dumbfounded by the continuous strikes.
Ten seconds later, Lu Xiaopeng, who had just been taken down first, stood in the hazy space with lingering fear.
That feeling of death was unspeakably real. Had he not been instantly killed while confused, he would probably have some unpleasant memories. Even so, the sense of dread from dying still clung to his heart.
After calming himself for quite a while, Lu Xiaopeng finally sighed a relief, thinking of Peng Bo's smug expression which immediately infuriated him.
He cast aside even the fear of death.
"That Fatty Peng must have fought someone else already. As soon as I confirmed, he charged over, completely catching me off guard."
He entered the Battle Space once more, contemplating issuing a challenge to Peng Bo, but then hesitated, "After all, Fatty Peng has a Special Ability. Even if I'm not ambushed, the odds of winning are probably not high..."
Lu Xiaopeng wanted to redeem himself but feared that another loss would leave him utterly disgraced.
"I need a plan." he muttered to himself, when he suddenly noticed that the equipment selection panel offered more than just basic gear.
He scrolled down and was dazzled by the array of available equipment.
Swift Revolver, Radiant Hand Cannon, Blazing Greatsword, Frost Wraith...
Lu Xiaopeng's eyes went wide with surprise, "Can you even pick these pieces of equipment?"
He tried selecting the Swift Revolver.
1 Source Crystal/0.5 Contribution Points, limited use for one day.
3 Source Crystals/1.5 Contribution Points, limited use for seven days.
10 Source Crystals/5 Contribution Points, unlimited use period.
Note: Equipment selection is not included in the free trial benefits.
"So there's this way, too."
Lu Xiaopeng glanced at the corner of the panel showing the contribution points remaining in his account, a total of 118.35.
"At this rate, it doesn't seem expensive at all! No need for the top-tier gear to deal with Fatty Peng, hehehehehe..."
He chose the Swift Revolver with a one-day trial and acquired some other equipment, then decisively challenged Peng Bo by clicking on his avatar.
Outside, Tang Yu was monitoring the backend, feeling very pleased with the private content he had added to the training camp.
The one-hour free trial was gradually coming to an end.
The corridor was lined with doors swinging open, while some Patrol Team members who hadn't had their turn yet were eagerly watching.
Lu Xiaopeng was the first to come out, his face blooming with joy.
Then Peng Bo emerged, shouting, "Lu Xiaopeng, you scoundrel, don't you run! Come on, fight me for another three hundred rounds!"
He was fuming, having been thrashed by Lu Xiaopeng. Realizing something was amiss, he naturally discovered the equipment that could be used in exchange for contribution points. However, when he decked himself out in advanced gear and was all set to challenge Lu Xiaopeng, the latter refused to fight!
Now tell me, wouldn't you be angry?
As these people exited, the Patrol Team members waiting outside immediately asked about the situation inside.
"This Spirit Space is incredibly realistic. If it weren't for the display panel that can be summoned, as well as the fact that you can resurrect after dying, you wouldn't be able to tell at all that it's a fictitious space."
"Speaking of which, what's it like to be resurrected after dying? I got hurt by a Demonized Beast in the training ground and it hurt like hell. I really can't imagine what dying must feel like. I reckon it's not much different from actual death. I don't have the guts to die on purpose."
"Yes, but this sort of unrestrained combat, where you can also adjust the strength of your opponents, is a rare opportunity. It's a pity that one hour is too short. I was just getting into the thick of the fight when I was notified that my time was up, and was kicked out of the Spirit Space instantly."
As he spoke, he noticed Zhao Ming beside him looking soulless, as if he had lost his spirit. He patted his shoulder and asked, "Old Zhao, how did it go? What kind of opponent did you set for yourself?"
But who would have known,
Zhao Ming, like a startled rabbit, sprang up all of a sudden, as if he'd been terribly frightened, and cried out, "No, don't, Yameidie—"
A line of black crossed Tang Yu's forehead.
The others also looked over curiously.
What on earth had happened to this kid?