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

Tian Linger stared at the people in the lineup, feeling a little hesitant. She looked at each opponent carefully, trying to find some clues from their names and appearance. Finally, her eyes rested on a woman.

"The opponent has been selected and the ring battle begins. In this match, Tian Linger will fight against Feng Baobao. The rules of the ring competition are only about life and death, not victory or defeat. Please be prepared." At the same time as the electronic sound sounded, Tian Linger's A ring appeared at his feet. At the same time, Feng Baobao's figure gradually emerged.

Feng Baobao's image is still that of a uniform that goes everywhere, looking a bit slovenly. Her eyes were cute and cute, but she was holding a sharp kitchen knife tightly in her hand.

Tian Linger was just about to salute when she heard a crisp bell ringing. Feng Baobao instantly turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Tian Linger like lightning. Before Tian Linger could react, he swung the knife and Tian Linger's head fell to the ground.

Tian Linger's eyes were wide open, with a look of disbelief on her face. Her body became stiff the moment her head hit the ground, as if time stopped at this moment. Then, her world plunged into darkness.

"Ah..." In the real world, Tian Linger let out a shocking scream. Her hands were tightly covering her neck, a look of horror on her face. The remaining disciples who had not yet entered the virtual illusion were startled by the sudden scream.

Song Daren hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern: "Little junior sister, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Tian Linger's body kept shaking, and her eyes were full of fear. After a while, she recovered from the fright, and tears flowed down uncontrollably. She said with a trembling voice: "Elder brother, I'm so scared. I was killed by a crazy woman just now..."

When Song Daren and the others heard this, their expressions became very solemn. They had all experienced fighting against the devil, so they naturally knew what this meant. They looked at each other and paid more attention to this virtual illusion.

Song Daren is the oldest among these disciples, and he has watched Tian Linger grow up. They say that an elder brother is like a father. How can a little girl bear it mentally after she has just experienced a death.

"No wonder Uncle Han said this is a practical class. It turns out that it is really no different from fighting on the spot." Song Daren said with a wry smile. Several other people also nodded, understanding the meaning of the vernacular.

Before several people could ask, Xiaobai explained: "In the virtual illusion, all your senses are real. Being injured or dead in the virtual illusion is no different from how you feel in the real world, so everyone , If you don’t want to die, you have to fight hard.”

When Song Daren and the others heard this, they looked at Tian Linger who was standing aside. Seeing her nodding, they knew that what Bai Hao said was true. Thinking that it was undoubtedly true, their expressions couldn't help but become a little more solemn.

Among the disciples at Dazhu Peak, Tian Linger and Zhang Xiaofan were the only ones who had never killed anyone. This feeling was not strong, but Song Daren and the others had experienced fighting against the devil, so they naturally knew what it meant.

"No wonder Uncle Han said this is a practical class. It turns out that it is really no different from fighting on the spot." Song Daren said with a bitter smile.

Several other people also understood the meaning of the vernacular, and couldn't help but pay more attention to this virtual illusion. They looked at each other and each put on their own helmets.

"Elder brother, please go in and try. I'm fine." Tian Linger recovered from the fright and knew what was going on. Although she was still frightened, she was no longer so scared.

"Miss Linger, can you continue? Why don't you go back and rest for a day?" Xiaobai walked up to Tian Linger and asked with concern.

"Xiao Bai, I'm fine, I will never back down, I will definitely defeat that crazy woman." Tian Linger gritted his teeth and said firmly with eyes.

Seeing Tian Linger being so determined, Xiaobai chuckled and said, "Baobao Feng is not a crazy woman, she is my master's junior sister. Based on her seniority, you have to call her uncle."

"Master...Uncle Master." Tian Linger's eyes widened with disbelief on his face. She never expected that that slovenly girl would turn out to be Han Fei's junior sister. It's no wonder that crazy woman is so powerful.

Immediately afterwards, Tian Linger's eyes flashed with light, as if she thought of something, and then she became excited again: "Xiao Bai, don't you want to tell me that the characters in the battle table are all their real bodies in the real world? ?”

Xiaobai nodded and said: "To be precise, what is in the virtual illusion is just Feng Baobao's character model. I created this game based on the characteristics of everyone in the original world, and it is euphemistically called 'Under One Person'."

"Doesn't that mean that these game characters can all have prototypes in reality?" Tian Linger said.

"Indeed. So, you are actually competing with people from another world. The characters in these games all have unique skills." Xiaobai's explanation was concise and comprehensive.

"Are they from another world?" Tian Linger murmured in a low voice, full of curiosity. Her understanding of Han Fei was limited to the fact that he came from an extraterrestrial starry sky. She knew nothing about anything else. At most, she had only seen some fragmentary scenes. But now Han Fei has turned people in their world into game characters. She had just witnessed with her own eyes that there was a complete story structure in this game.

Just by reading the background of the story, she can gain a deeper understanding of that mysterious world.

With this thought in mind, Tian Linger happily put on the helmet again.

At the same time, Song Daren, Wu Dayi, Zheng Dali, He Dazhi, Lu Daxin, Du Bishu, and Zhang Xiaofan also selected their opponents. However, after a while, they walked out of the virtual illusion with their heads downcast.

Wu Dayi looked at Song Daren with a dejected face and asked, "Elder brother, who are you challenging?"

Song Daren smiled bitterly and replied: "I chose the old heavenly master Zhang Zhiwei, but he was struck to death by a thunderbolt from the sky. I didn't even have the strength to parry."

"The one I chose was Lu Jin, who was among the top ten, but he was also beaten to the point of being unable to fight back." Wu Dayi sighed, his face full of frustration.

They had been training with Han Fei for several months and felt that they were already superior. Unexpectedly, in this virtual fantasy game, they were instantly killed. Moreover, here they can use all their strength. With the same level of cultivation, one move could kill him instantly. If it were replaced in the real world, the outcome would probably not change at all.

This caused their originally somewhat inflated self-confidence to instantly collapse.

"Hehe, I'm not as stupid as you. I chose a young one, who seems to be the king of the Wudang sect." Du Bishu looked at the dejected look of the two senior brothers and came over with a playful smile.

"You're so smart, what's the result?" Wu Dayi rolled his eyes at him and said angrily.

"He was also killed instantly with one move," Du Bishu said sarcastically, scratching his head in embarrassment.

After hearing this, the other people looked at him with disdain: "You were killed instantly by a young man with one move, and you still have the nerve to smile?"

Song Daren raised his hand and gave Du Bishu a slap in the face, looking at this unconventional junior brother with a bit of laughter.