Neural linkage mecha training holographic simulator, referred to as mecha simulator. It is a horizontal machine about two meters long, and after starting, the personnel lie in it, connect to the network, and through the link between the nerves and the network, they can simulate a world like the real environment. In the training of mechs, it often takes a lot of battles to improve their level, but no one or force can afford such a price.

As we all know, the destructive power of mecha is extremely powerful, if two mechs do confrontation training, and one training is completed, the huge maintenance cost is enough to buy a new mecha. Because of this, mecha masters from hundreds of years ago were very rare. And the birth of every mecha master is piled up with a lot of money.

Two hundred years ago, neural network linkage systems were rapidly developed. In order to solve the problem of the scarcity of mecha masters, countless forces have invested a lot of money in this research topic. Finally, a hundred years ago, such a simulator was successfully developed. However, due to the use of dozens of expensive rare metals, its price is very expensive.

Even the deep-pocketed School of Economics and Trade has only four simulators that can conduct two battles at the same time.

For the upcoming college martial arts competition, each grade has selected the masters of their own grade. And out of love for mechas, there are a lot of people who sign up for mecha competitions. Therefore, when Hong Tie and Yun Yi came to the training room, it was already crowded, and the queue was almost at the door.

Of course, just because they are big doesn't mean they're all masters.

Many students, who didn't even have a sixth-level martial arts cultivation, also came to sign up. They didn't sign up for the competition, just because they loved mechs.

Seeing the mess in the training room, Hong Tie suddenly became angry and shouted angrily: "Those who don't participate in the mecha competition, get out of here." ”

A group of students were originally in this crowded room, and everyone was not in a good mood because there were too many people and shouting. At this time, someone dared to let them get out, and they were all angry.

"Who are you, you, you're shouting here."

"This training room is from the school, and it's not from your house, so why should we get out."

"Oh, someone dares to let us go? Brothers, beat him. ”

Suddenly, more than a dozen students at the end of the queue surrounded Hong Tie in anger. Hong Tie sneered, didn't dodge or dodge, and let these students call. After listening to the crackling sound, more than a dozen students lined up and lay at the door of the training room, moaning incessantly.

"Who else wants to ask for a lesson or two?"

Hong Tie's grim gaze swept over everyone, and the students he saw involuntarily took a step back, full of horror.

"Hmph, I, Hong Tie, am from the First Assault Group of the Third Fleet, and I am entrusted by the school to train the students participating in the competition." Hong Tie shouted loudly, with disdain in his voice: "I didn't expect you to be so vulnerable, it's so disappointing to me." ”

With that, Hong Tie took a step forward and said loudly: "Now, no matter what grade you are, as long as your martial arts cultivation has not reached the eighth level, get out of here." Hmph, even if you people play, it's just a shame, it's better to leave early. ”

The students looked at each other, and one of them stepped forward tremblingly, mustered up the courage to stammer, and said, "You...... How dare you beat up a student...... I...... I'm going to school...... Tell you! ”

Hong Tie grabbed the student in front of him, and said with a cruel smile: "The last thing Lao Tzu is afraid of is to denounce, if you have the ability, you can go and sue it, it is best to let Lao Tzu go back to the army as soon as possible, and when you see you who are weak, Lao Tzu will not fight anywhere." ”

With that, Hong Tie's arm, which was thicker than the others' thighs, shook it and threw the student out.

At this moment, no one dared to come forward anymore, and after glancing at each other, most of the students walked out. They also know that at their level, it's okay to play in school, but if it's a competition, I'm afraid they won't even be able to pass the selection of Chang'an Four-Star.

There were only eight people left in the field. Yun Yi glanced at it, and from their unruly gaze, he could see that the remaining seven people, the lowest of them were all martial arts level eight cultivators.

Hong Tie nodded with satisfaction, and motioned for everyone to introduce themselves. After the introduction, Yun Yi was stunned to find that five of them were fourth-year students who were about to graduate, and among the remaining three, two were third-year students, one was a second-year, and he was the only first-year student.

These students had already known each other, and at this moment, they stood together, looking at Hong Tie and Yun Yi behind him with slightly hostile eyes, and they all guessed who this student wearing a first-grade school uniform was.

"Not bad! There are eight left. Hong Tie's gaze swept over everyone, nodded and said loudly, "You eight...... Oh, and the cloud wings. As he spoke, he pulled out the cloud wings behind him and continued: "The nine of you will be the contestants of our school in the mecha competition of the martial arts competition this time. What I want to say is that although your martial arts cultivation is good, in mecha competitions, martial arts cultivation can only be used as a support, not the key to defeating the enemy. ”

Saying this, Hong Tie shook his arm and said with a cruel smile: "Only those who are proficient in manipulating mechas, master the combat skills that suit them, and have keen observation, can judge the opponent's movements in battle, and take the correct attack...... Do you have all of these? ”

Seeing that everyone was silent, Hong Tie didn't care, "It's okay, even if you don't have it, it doesn't matter." Hehe, just fall on my hands......" Hong Tie waved his hand, "Okay, let me see your level now." He casually ordered four people and shouted, "The four of you are divided into two groups and ready to fight." ”

The four people who were named by Hong Tie showed surprise on their faces, and when the staff opened the simulator and were about to enter, they heard Hong Tie say coldly: "We only have four simulators, but now there are nine people, divided into two groups and one more." So I decided that one of the nine of you had to be eliminated. Seeing everyone's nervous looks, Hong Tie smiled as if he had succeeded in his conspiracy: "As for which one to eliminate, it depends on your respective performance." ”

The three third- and second-year students all had eager expressions on their faces and seemed confident. But the five fourth-graders looked a little flustered and couldn't help but look at one of them. The student gritted his teeth and nodded at the others.

As the four people entered the simulator, the other five and the instructor Hong Tie came to the next room, turned on the stereoscopic video, and watched the battle of several people.

At the beginning of the battle, because it involved the quota of the competition, each student used all his strength and immediately entered the most intense hand-to-hand combat. For a while, swords and swords flashed, guns and bullets flew wildly, and it was obvious that the battle was very fierce.

The other four people who did not participate in the battle watched in fascination and expressed their opinions one after another. But this fierce battle was in Hong Tie's eyes, but with disdain and sneer.

Yun Yi looked at the three-dimensional image, his brows furrowed slightly. The combat level of these students is not worth mentioning at all in his eyes, even if their martial arts cultivation has reached the level of level eight, they have all mastered one or two combat skills, but the actual combat experience is too lacking, and many moves are obviously flamboyant and full of flaws. Such a level will not hurt the enemy at all, but will expose your weakness to the enemy.

The battle lasted almost thirty minutes, which is a long time in a mech match. Maybe it's because several people want to cooperate with each other and show their proudest side in front of the instructor, or it may be because the opponent deliberately released water, which led to the extension of time.

When the four slightly tired students walked out of the simulator, Hong Tie strode up to one of them and said in a cold voice: "You can leave, I remember saying before that those who have not reached the eighth level of martial arts cultivation cannot participate in this competition." Do you want to be embarrassed in the game? ”

Hong Tie faced one of the fourth-graders.

The student's face was full of anger, and he was not afraid of Hong Tie at all, and said loudly, "Yes, I have not reached the eighth level of martial arts. But who would dare to say that a few of them can beat me 100 percent? I was born into the Shevgye family, and you must have heard of it because you come from the military. ”

Hong Tie sneered: "I have naturally heard that the Shevgai family has more than ten innate masters, and many people in the family hold official positions in the army, and they have a variety of advanced combat skills that are not passed on. But what does that have to do with you? The children of the dignified Shevgai family, who don't go to the military academy to study, but come here to bully people with a few combat skills? ”

The student's face turned red and he argued, "So what? I just don't like going to the military. Obviously, I'm stronger than all of them at level eight, so why don't you want me to participate! ”

"Than prefer to go to military school? I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid to go to war. Tell you, I'm going to make them stronger in the next month of training. And you, the martial arts cultivation is not up to the requirements, and you can't adapt to such high-intensity training. Okay, no need to talk nonsense, hurry up and get out. ”

The student's face showed anxiety, and when he turned his gaze, he saw the first-year student standing on the side, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and he hurriedly said, "Could it be that the first-year student also has an eighth level of martial arts?" Hmph, even if he has a martial arts level 8 cultivation, I'm afraid he won't have much time to spend on mecha operations, and it must be just a showcase. ”

Hearing his words, the eyes of the rest of the students fell on Yun Yi's body.

Hong Tie's face showed a sly look, and he shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect you to think so, what about you?" ”

The rest of the students looked at Yun Yi with a look of disdain and disdain. In their opinion, this seemingly ordinary first-year student must have something to do with this instructor, and this will be brought.

"In that case." Hong Tie smiled and said slowly, "Why don't you come to fight again?" You've just been in a fight, so take a break. In addition to Yunyi, the remaining four people are ready to enter the simulator. ”