Technology Cultivation System

"Game start!"

Following the order of the head of the Soul Art Institute, virtual devices slowly rose from the competition field.

Looking at this familiar equipment, Gu Wanlai felt a little excited.

"If our Xinhuo club can get No.1 this time, then the cultivation resources will completely crush other established clubs."

Meng Changkong glanced around and said calmly, "I'm afraid it won't be that easy this time. The eyes of these seniors are going to eat us up."

When he was speaking, his gaze involuntarily froze in Li Zhou's direction for a few seconds.

Gu Wanlai also glanced in Li Zhou's direction when he heard Meng Changkong's words, but he didn't find anything unusual.

"I think you are thinking too much. I am now at the mid-term strength of the Heavenly Soul Mirror. Although I can't get No.1, it's not safe to be in the top three."

A trace of confidence appeared on Gu Wanlai's face.

Meng Changkong smiled and shook his head, seeing that someone in the waiting area was already walking towards the virtual equipment, he also stood up.

"Let's go too."

When everyone walked into the virtual equipment, a large screen above the playing field began to display the space mapped by the virtual equipment.

The virtual space displayed on the screen is the size of a basketball court, and all the participants appear here.

Everyone sat cross-legged according to their names on the ground, ready to face the first round of competition.

Seeing everyone sitting cross-legged on the big screen, the dean of the Soul Arts Institute smiled, with a sly look in his eyes.

"Principal, this first level is called Big Waves Washing the Sands. Shall we start?"

The headmaster touched his chin and said with a smile: "The big waves wash the sand, the name is not bad."

He turned his head and glanced at An Jing next to him, and saw that she was staring at the big screen with her chin in one hand, and she had nothing to say, so he said, "Let's start."

The dean of the Soul Academy nodded towards the control room, and a glint of excitement appeared in his eyes.

As the control room turned on the main switch of the virtual equipment, all the virtual equipment began to flash with colorful lights.

Changes also began to appear on the large projection screen, and a thick layer of dark clouds began to form in the space.

Meng Changkong felt the change in the top of his head, and his brows were slightly frowned, feeling something was wrong in his heart.

The energy contained in that dark cloud seems a bit too strong.

"This first test, shouldn't it be a little bit to increase the coercion of soul power, whoever can't hold on first will be eliminated first?"

Although Meng Changkong was puzzled in his heart, he didn't think about it any more. Maybe the school deliberately made some big battles to distract his mind.

Boom!

A thunderclap exploded, and then dozens of bolts of lightning struck the people below.

When the lightning dissipated, the students in the auditorium fried the pot first.

"what!"

There were bursts of screams erupting from the auditorium, and many people showed a look of shock on their faces.

Because after the flash of lightning on the big screen, dozens of people fell to the ground and passed out.The virtual device lights corresponding to the dozens of people in the arena were all off.

"This... this is a problem with the virtual device!"

"It must be! In less than three seconds, dozens of people are eliminated. Isn't this a joke?"

"I don't think so. A problem with the virtual device will affect the people who use the device. The school will definitely check it in advance."

"Then what do you think is going on now? It's not a problem with the equipment, what else can it be!"

……

While the students in the auditorium were arguing endlessly, the headmaster on the subjective stage also frowned.

Naturally, he would not be so stupid as to think that there was something wrong with those virtual devices, so he turned his head to look at the head of the Academy of Soul Arts and asked, "What is the strength of that lightning bolt just now?"

The dean of the Academy of Soul Arts laughed awkwardly: "Principal, isn't this a big wave washing the sand. I didn't expect that young people today can't withstand such a big wave..."

"I asked you what the power of that lightning bolt was!"

The principal asked sharply with a straight face.

The dean of the Soul Art Institute wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a low voice, "That's the power of the Heavenly Soul Mirror in its early stages."

"That is???"

The principal was so angry that he pointed at the head of the Academy of Soul Arts and cursed: "Big waves wash the sand! Is the f*cking wave too big, or you are too big!"

"When you are their age, you can do it!"

Just as the headmaster was angrily scolding the head of the Soul Arts Institute, the big screen had returned to normal.

The figures who fell on the ground also disappeared, and the students in the virtual device were also taken away and sent to the infirmary.

Meng Changkong was also in a cold sweat right now, he worked hard to prepare defenses in advance, otherwise he would have to lie on the ground and twitch for a while if he was suddenly struck by this lightning.

He raised his eyes and looked around, there should be more than a dozen people in the venue.

He expected Li Zhou to sit cross-legged on the ground, but what he didn't expect was that Gu Wanlai was among them.

"Hey! This woman has persisted!"

In his impression, even if Gu Wanlai reached the mid-stage of the Heavenly Soul Mirror, it would be impossible for him to survive this unexpected attack.

Meng Changkong glanced around again, frowning, he found a problem.

Among the remaining dozen or so people, except for him, all of them belonged to the Academy of Soul Arts.

Reminiscent of the dean of the Academy of Soul Arts personally requesting to host the competition, he had some guesses in his mind.

There's definitely something tricky in here.

As for why Gu Wanlai didn't tell him, Meng Changkong planned to ask later.

There were also sharp-eyed students in the auditorium, who could see the problem Meng Changkong had discovered at a glance.

"Damn it! Look! The rest of the field are all students from the Academy of Soul Arts! This shit is definitely a ghost from the Academy of Soul Arts!"

"If it weren't for that, I'd eat two catties of shit live!"

It was a student from the Martial Arts Institute who spoke, and the others all stared at the big screen after being shouted by this voice.

"It seems to be true! Are the Soul Academy so shameless now?"

"The rubbish from the Soul Arts Institute, are they all starting to use tricks now? They really want to win by any means!"

The students of the Soul Art Academy blushed and their necks were thick when they were scolded, and then saw that the students from the Martial Arts Academy were the most clamoring, and they immediately became angry.

"Your Martial arts academy is rubbish. You can't afford to lose to a freshman, and you still use such dirty thoughts to speculate on us. Are you trying to force yourself?"

"Besides, the Meng Changkong sitting inside is not from our Soul Arts Academy. Are you blind?"

"Budaoyuan, Dashuibi, Kouhe is fighting for the first place."

The members of the Martial Arts Academy stood up immediately after being stimulated by the Soul Arts Academy. They lost to the Martial Arts Club and the Kendo Club and lost to the Xinhuo Club, but I was the only fire in their stomachs.

"You guys, if you have the guts, tell me again!"

"Budaoyuan, Dashuibi, Kouhe is fighting for the first place!"

"Fuck! Brothers, get them!"

……

Naturally, the principal also noticed the tricks on the big screen. He wanted to reprimand the head of the Soul Arts Academy, but he didn't expect the students from the Martial Arts Academy and the Soul Arts Academy to do it first.

"Shut up for me!"

The headmaster stood up and shouted angrily, his confident voice instantly swept the audience.

Those restless students wilted like frost-beaten eggplants, and the entire venue fell silent for a moment.

"What do you want to do? No matter how noisy you are, get out!"

When the headmaster of the Soul Arts Institute heard the headmaster get angry, his back was soaked.

He also knew that he was playing Dafa this time!