Spiritual Lord of the Heavens: My spiritual disciples are all over the world

"Well, very good. In the past few months, I have seen each of your efforts. Your achievements today are also the rewards you deserve for your hard work. In one month, the Seven Meridians Competition will begin. It's time, tell me if you are confident of getting first place," Han Fei shouted.

"Reporting to the instructor, we are confident." The eight people replied without hesitation.

Their voices were uniform and loud, echoing in the square like thunder. Their eyes were firm and clear, which brought them confidence after their improvement in strength.

Han Fei nodded, and then said: "Very good, just have confidence. This is also to bring honor to your master. I hope you will not let him down."

"Win the first place, never give up, be tenacious and unyielding, I am invincible." As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, eight people shouted in unison.

At this time, Tian Buyi, who had just coaxed Suru, wanted to come here to take a look. As soon as he got here, he heard eight people shouting slogans that made him feel ashamed. Tian Buyi's face turned red, and he turned around and walked back. Go, this slogan is so shameful, he can’t remember how many years it has been since Dazhufeng won first place.

However, although Tian Buyi feels that this slogan is embarrassing, he still has confidence in the current strength of this disciple, especially Song Daren, who has now shown signs of breaking through the eighth level of Qi training. When the time comes, he will definitely be able to break through to the eighth level of Qi training, and he will be able to shine when the time comes.

Han Fei didn't care what Tian Buyi thought, as long as he had fun.

"So far, your first phase of training is officially over."

When the eight people heard that it was over, they all breathed a sigh of relief. In the past few months, Han Fei had put them through a lot of trouble, especially since Han Fei had specially organized a set of military training for them.

These trainings are divided into four types: strength training, speed training, endurance training and agility training.

Although the training items are all the same, the difficulty has been increased a hundred times, and the process is naturally more painful. Just like a basic running training, Han Fei specially designed a runway for them, with gravity arrays burned on the runway, and with special A magic weapon that adjusts the strength of gravity. Every additional magic weapon on the body will increase the gravity on the body ten times. In such an environment, even if they are practitioners, they cannot run a few laps.

The same is true for other projects, such as sensitivity training. Han Fei refined a large number of mechanical birds. These birds are extremely flexible. In order to cooperate with this training, Han Fei also specially refined a cage to separate them and The birds were all locked in it. In the cage, when the birds attacked, they had no choice but to dodge. At first it was just a few, and then there were more than a dozen.

After a few months, although they also felt that they had made great progress, it was still frustrating them all. They were really afraid that Han Fei would play some new tricks.

But before they could be happy, Han Fei grinned and said, "The first phase of training is over. Starting today, you will enter the second phase of actual combat training."

"Ah! There is still the second stage of training!"

When the eight people heard that there was still a second stage of training, their originally happy mood suddenly turned into mourning.

"What, do you have any objections?" Han Fei's face turned cold and he snorted.

Since they were shuddering, how could they dare to have any objections? Han Fei had many ways to torment people, but they didn't want to try them.

"Report to the instructor, we have no objection." The eight people shouted in unison.

Han Fei nodded with satisfaction, and then continued: "Well, that's fine. If you have any opinions, you can mention them to me. I'm quite open-minded."

When the eight people heard this, their cheeks couldn't help but twitch, and they thought to themselves: "You are quite liberal, but you hold a grudge!"

"Okay, let's stop talking, Xiaobai, give them the helmets, and you will train them next."

Xiaobai on the side nodded and distributed the helmets to everyone's hands.

A group of eight people looked at the helmets in their hands curiously, not knowing what they were used for.

"This thing is called a virtual helmet. You can identify its owner with low blood pressure. Once you put it on, you will be brought into a virtual illusion. In the illusion, you will encounter various opponents. Your task is to kill them. In the virtual illusion, , there is only life and death, no compromise, either he dies or you die, do you understand?"

"I understand." The eight people shouted in unison. Months of training had almost made them instinctive.

"Okay, now that you understand everything, let's disband. Today you will get familiar with the virtual helmet, and we will conduct formal training tomorrow." Han Fei waved his hand and returned to Youranju.

As soon as Han Fei left, the group immediately dispersed and swarmed around Xiao Bai, asking curious questions.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, can this virtual helmet really take us into a fantasy world? What does the fantasy world look like? Can we conjure up anything we think about?" Tian Linger said first.

In the past few months when Han Fei was at Dazhu Peak, they had already become familiar with Xiao Bai. They knew that although Xiao Bai was a weapon spirit, he was very intelligent, and his knowledge was all-encompassing. All the problems they could imagine, Xiao Bai Bai can almost always give reasonable answers. Even Xiao Bai can answer questions about spiritual practice. He is simply an all-around caring butler.

If you have any questions, most of the time, Xiaobai can answer them without asking Han Fei. Of course, not all questions can be answered by Xiaobai, which requires corresponding permissions.

Han Fei granted them first-level permissions, and they could only ask questions within the scope of first-level permissions.

"Don't worry, everyone, please try your luck to identify your master. I will lead you to learn how to operate the virtual helmet." Xiaobai said.

"Hurry up, hurry up, my blood is low, I want to enter the virtual illusion." Tian Linger said extremely improbably.

While speaking, he bit his own finger and dripped blood on the helmet, and several others followed suit.

With a burst of light flashing, the helmet after recognizing the master established a spiritual connection with them, and a piece of explanatory information entered their minds along the connection.

They just thought about it for a moment, and they knew how to use this helmet. They didn't need novice to teach them, and they all put on the helmet with excitement.

As they put on the helmets, the environment in front of them immediately changed. A huge virtual screen appeared in front of them, and a clear and sweet prompt sounded.

"Welcome to the virtual fantasy world, please select the map you want to enter."

As the beep fell, maps appeared on the virtual screen in front of them. These maps covered almost all environments, from mountains and seas to desert forests, and there were relevant introductions below the maps.

Tian Linger selected an arena match, and immediately, a dozen more characters' avatars appeared on the screen, with their names written below the avatars.

The first one on the list is Zhang Zhiwei, followed by the ten elders such as Lu Jin, Wang Ai, Lu Ci, and Feng Zhenghao, and then the heads of various sects and outstanding disciples, namely Feng Baobao, Zhang Chulan and Xu Three, Xu Si and others are also here.