Chapter 4: The Virtual Combat Chamber

The burly man, Huang Zhaoshi, had just crossed the threshold into the rank of a fourth-level warrior.

His disdain for Ning Cheng had a reason; initially, the mission to rescue Old Zhong's daughter was assigned to him!

But Ning Cheng had barged in and snatched the mission away, all because of a single word from Fu Guo.

"How dare you still glare at me?" Huang Zhaoshi snorted coldly, "You, a mere nepotism case, are only fit for missions with no difficulty at all."

Ning Cheng clenched his fists, his smile not reaching his eyes, "True, some people can't even get missions."

"Are you looking for death?" Huang Zhaoshi, with a bull's temper, raised his fist, ready to strike.

Onlookers were watching the drama unfold, no one would intervene; in the Wolf's Fang, only strength was the law, and no one liked Ning Cheng, the nepotism case.

Huang Zhaoshi's fist was already swung, but Ning Cheng didn't move, standing there foolishly.

"Look, he seems to be scared silly!"

"Indeed, letting him take the back door! Brother Huang Zhaoshi's punch is not to be underestimated; he might end up in the hospital for many days," another person said.

The fist in Ning Cheng's eyes was gradually enlarging, if he didn't react, he might end up disfigured.

"Stop," an old voice rang out at this moment.

Huang Zhaoshi's fist stopped a few centimeters from Ning Cheng, he stopped because of this voice.

The owner of this voice was the old man who had just handed in the mission, with a smile on his face, he said, "If you want to fight, go to the training ground to solve it, you can't fight here, little guys."

Huang Zhaoshi shuddered all over, glared at Ning Cheng fiercely, thinking to himself that this time you were lucky.

Ning Cheng, with a just right smile on his face, said to the old man who had come to his rescue, "Thank you, Old Zhao."

"It's a small matter, no problem," the old man smiled, looking at Ning Cheng's back as he left, muttering, "Was he scared silly? Or did he know I would intervene?"

Ning Cheng wandered around the base, his favorite place in the Wolf's Fang headquarters was called the Virtual Combat Chamber, a place similar to an arena, but not for real combat, but to wear a helmet and control one's brainwaves to fight.

The technology of the Wolf's Fang headquarters was 30 years ahead of the outside world, although not as good as the 50 years of the United States, but it was definitely not bad.

Entering a virtual combat chamber, a single room of only a few square meters, the only thing in this room was a reclining chair, a bit like a massage chair.

Ning Cheng lay on the chair, took off the Wolf's Fang pendant from his neck and plugged it into the chair's switch, there was a helmet on the side, he put on the helmet.

This was his first time participating in this kind of virtual combat, the most tempting thing about this combat was the combat points!

As a new soldier, Ning Cheng naturally had no right to participate, but because he had completed a mission, the system determined that he had this qualification.

"Matching 100%, your ID is: 0250, enter the points you want to bet."

Two hundred and fifty? This... Ning Cheng shook his head, this ID was to accompany him all the way.

Without thinking, a hundred points were injected directly, only the winner could get points, if Ning Cheng won, he could get the points the other side bet.

"The battle begins, number 082, level medium level."

In the virtual space, a black shadow appeared, in this battle, people's faces were not visible.

"Low level?" Number 082 said excitedly, "I'm so lucky, I met a low level as soon as I came!"

In this void space, Ning Cheng tried his body, he found that under the control of the brainwaves, he was just like living in reality, completely not seeing this as a world of code.

"Less talk, more action." Ning Cheng took the initiative to launch an attack.

"Thank you for your points!" Number 082 laughed, just about to subdue Ning Cheng who was rushing over, before the punch was thrown, Ning Cheng suddenly squatted down, a sweeping leg, he didn't give this person a chance, and in an instant he followed up with a throat lock!

"Bang."

The body of number 082 shattered into pieces of virtual shadow, in less than ten seconds, Ning Cheng ended the battle.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Cheng's face showed joy, he found that as long as it was controlled by his brainwaves, he could fully display his rich combat experience!

Although the Wolf's Fang members have been through many battles, they are still a bit worse for Ning Cheng.

Without thinking too much, Ning Cheng started the battle again, this time it was 200 points.

"Won."

"400 points."

"Won again!"

Ning Cheng started the scoring mode, in just ten minutes, he met five medium-level and one low-level, six consecutive wins!

...

"The battle begins!"

The number displayed in front was 015, the level was high level!

This is also the first high-level opponent Ning Cheng has encountered.

Ning Cheng knows that a person who can reach a high-level combat force must be a captain level of the Wolf's Fang, which means he has the strength of level five or above.

This immediately made Ning Cheng come to fight!

This time he still pressed in all, a total of 6400 points, these points even a high-level Wolf's Fang member had to think about.

"Low level, 6400?" The high-level combatant seemed a bit surprised, he didn't expect that a person with a low-level combat force could have such a high score.

"Don't want it for nothing, it's a bargain for you." Ning Cheng smiled and said.

"I won't underestimate you." The shadow of number 15 shook his head, before he could finish speaking, he saw Ning Cheng rushing over.

A person with a combat force of level five or above is indeed not to be underestimated, as soon as Ning Cheng rushed over, he stepped back a few steps, and actually took out a dagger!

In the virtual combat room, any props need to be bought with points, and what Ning Cheng is participating in now is close combat, so the props are all cold weapons.

"You are so shameless." Ning Cheng saw the other party take out the dagger and said seriously.

"The same to you." The high-level combatant didn't seem to want to talk much, his figure was as if a ghost, moving left and right towards Ning Cheng.

This is a very advanced skill, if it is a master, this kind of running can dodge simple pistol bullets!

Until the moment he got close, Ning Cheng made a judgment in his mind!

"Left side!"

He dodged to the left, grabbed the stabbing dagger with both hands, and then flashed behind this black eagle, holding his neck tightly with his arm.

This kind of capture is very difficult to break, but Ning Cheng doesn't think the battle is solved like this!

In two seconds, Ning Cheng immediately stepped back a few steps, and when stepping back, he didn't forget to kick!

"Your sister!" The person with the number 015 was angered, this round of confrontation made him feel very ashamed!

He couldn't even beat a person with a low-level combat force, how could he still mix in the Wolf's Fang in the future?

"Watch the move."

Number 015 launched a fierce attack, Ning Cheng initially judged that this person's strength was close to level six!

He is also a master, his combat experience is very rich, breaking all of Ning Cheng's retreats, every move is a death point.

But Ning Cheng is still a bit better, he dodges while calculating the rhythm of the battle.

He suddenly sold a flaw! Exposed his neck.

"Opportunity!" 015 snorted coldly, the dagger in his hand stabbed straight, extremely fast, in the blink of an eye it came to Ning Cheng's neck.

"I've been waiting for you!" Ning Cheng snorted coldly, one hand grabbed and blocked the stabbing dagger, the other hand made a hand knife and stabbed it on the neck of number 015.

"Bang."

The figure of number 015 turned into a powder...

"Damn it! To injure the enemy by three thousand, you lose eight hundred yourself!"