132: Chapter 132 Virtual Combat Pod

Song Yang stood inside as instructed.

The cabin door closed silently, and a soft white light turned on, illuminating the interior space.

Immediately after, several flexible mechanical arms extended from the cabin walls, and a consciousness helmet was gently placed on his head.

Settings: Five Evolvers, base strength around 3000 kg, location: city ruins.

As soon as he finished speaking, the scenery before his eyes suddenly changed.

It was no longer the soft white light inside the training cabin, but replaced by a scene of broken walls and ruins, with steel and concrete exposed, and dust filling the air.

Standing right in front of him were exactly four men and one woman.

The five people wore tattered but neat clothes, each holding a weapon in their hands.

As soon as Song Yang appeared, they didn't waste any words and launched an attack almost simultaneously!

The two closest, a burly man holding a knife and a woman holding a steel pipe, attacked from both sides, aiming straight for Song Yang's vital points.

Song Yang's pupils constricted suddenly.

So fast!

The coordination and explosive power of these five virtual opponents far exceeded his expectations.

At the critical moment, Song Yang exerted force with his feet, his body sliding back a half-step like a ghost, narrowly avoiding the blade that was coming down on his head.

At the same time, he lifted his left elbow to precisely block the steel pipe attacking from the side.

A great force came from his elbow, and Song Yang only felt a sharp pain in his forearm.

This strength is without the reduction from the combat suit.

Song Yang understood in his heart that if he were wearing the combat suit, it would probably only be a slight pain.

Before he could catch his breath, the other three enemies had already pounced from different angles.

An axe slashed down at his head, an iron rod swept at his lower body, and another machete insidiously stabbed at his flank.

Tacit cooperation, chain killing moves!

Song Yang took a deep breath, his mental energy highly concentrated in an instant.

He abruptly lowered his body, the fire axe grazing his scalp, and at the same time, his right leg whipped out, violently kicking the incoming iron rod.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, the iron rod was actually bent by his kick!

However, the machete stabbing at his flank was already close at hand.

Song Yang had nowhere to dodge, so he could only violently turn his body, simultaneously mobilizing all his strength, his muscles instantly tensed.

The tip of the blade pierced his left arm, and a sharp, acute pain instantly spread throughout his body!

Real tactile sensation, real pain!

Song Yang groaned, enduring the sharp pain, his right hand grabbed the wrist of the man holding the knife, and he twisted with a sudden burst of force!

Ah!

Accompanied by a scream, the machete in that person's hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Song Yang didn't pause for a second, a knee strike slammed hard into that person's throat.

Bang!

That person flew backward, smashed heavily into the ruins in the distance, and gradually disappeared.

Having dealt with one person, Song Yang's pressure eased slightly, but the wound on his arm still burned painfully, blood constantly seeping out, staining his sleeve red.

He licked his somewhat dry lips and scanned the remaining four enemies.

This training cabin is interesting.

Not only did he not retreat because of the injury, but he was instead incited to have even stronger fighting spirit.

Come again!

Song Yang roared lowly and took the initiative to meet them.

Fists and feet collided, weapons clashed, every hard impact brought real pain feedback, stimulating his nerves.

I don't know how long it had been, but when the last enemy's head was smashed by his punch and turned into light spots and dissipated, Song Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

How does it feel?

Zeus's voice sounded.

Not bad.

Song Yang stood up straight, moved his still aching shoulders, This pain simulation can indeed help people adapt to combat faster.

This is just basic training.

Zeus seemed to be chuckling, In higher-level training, the opponents are even cosmic creatures you cannot imagine.

Song Yang's eyes brightened even more.

Continue.

He said without hesitation, This time, ten! Same configuration, but I need weapons.

As you wish.

The ruin scene in front of him reset instantly, and ten figures surrounded him.

Song Yang grinned and rushed towards these people.

After a long time, Song Yang killed the last one and lay heavily on the ground.

His left leg was long gone, his left arm was severed at the shoulder, and a hideous hole in his chest almost pierced through his body, blood pooling into a small puddle on the ground.

Intense pain repeatedly impacted his nerves, even knowing it was virtual, that sense of reality was enough to make an ordinary person collapse.

How does it feel? Can you still hold on? Zeus teased.

The soft white light in the training cabin turned on again, the incompleteness and sharp pain of his body retreated like a tide, and his limbs and bones returned to completeness.

You are progressing very quickly. Zeus evaluated, But this level of opponent, for you, the honing effect has already started to decline.

Song Yang did not refute, he himself also felt it.

Initially facing five people, he was in precarious situations, but now facing ten enemies of the same level, although he would still be seriously injured, he was already able to find the rhythm of victory.

The most effective way to improve faster is to fight 'yourself'.

Fight myself? Song Yang raised an eyebrow.

Yes, a virtual mirror that is completely identical to your physical data, but whose combat experience and skills might be richer than yours.

Song Yang's mind stirred, Set the opponent as myself, but increase the opponent's base strength by 1000 kg.

Oh?

Zeus's voice seemed a bit surprised, Are you sure? This is not a simple addition.

Sure. Song Yang said decisively.

As you wish.

The scene in front of him did not change, it was still that familiar city ruin.

But this time, standing opposite him was a person exactly like him, whether it was his figure, appearance, or even the ruthlessness in his eyes, they were all exactly the same.

The only difference, perhaps, was that the eyes of that 'self' were colder and purer.

Song Yang took a deep breath and set a defensive posture.

Almost the moment his thought moved, the Song Yang opposite moved!

No weapons, purely unarmed combat.

So fast!

Song Yang's pupils constricted violently.

He just felt a blur before his eyes, and before he could make a complete evasive move, the 'self's' fist had already been imprinted on his chest.

Bang!

A terrifying force exploded instantly, Song Yang seemed to be hit head-on by a prehistoric beast, his whole person uncontrollably flying backward.

The virtual body began to flicker unstably in the air, smashed heavily against the broken wall, and then turned into light spots and dissipated.

Instant kill!

A complete and thorough instant kill!

The white light turned on, Song Yang touched his chest in a daze, where the terrifying pain of being pierced seemed to still remain.

Did you see it?

Zeus's voice sounded, Your copy, only had a base strength 1000 kg higher than yours, but the actual combat power displayed was far more than that gap.

The increase in strength will comprehensively amplify your speed, explosive power, resistance to strikes, and even the power of combat skills; the same moves have vastly different effects.

Song Yang was silent, carefully savoring the moment he was instantly killed just now. Zeus was right, that was not just the suppression of strength, but an all-around crushing.

Every move of that 'self' was concise to the extreme, without any superfluous exertion, yet it could explode with the most terrifying lethality.

This is a real combat machine. Song Yang whispered to himself.

Not only was he not discouraged, but the light in his eyes became even brighter.

Come again!