Chapter 7

After understanding this, Chen Heng pondered for a long time and had a very clear understanding of the rules of the simulator.

Before that, he subconsciously thought that as long as he put in the tickets, he could wait until he started the simulation.

But now it seems that this is clearly not the case.

At this point, he was speechless. At this moment, his understanding of the simulator became clearer.

Then he could not help but look down at himself.

Exchange points: 23.

After experiencing the previous big turntable and the simulation just now, his points are only 23.

Twenty three o'clock, such a small number of points, is basically only enough for a simulation ticket.

This time, if the simulation fails again, Chen Changming will not even be able to get the number of simulation points.

At this point, he hesitated for a moment, then chose to give up temporarily.

At the end of the first simulation, he has a lot of things to adapt to, and needs a period of time to temper and stabilize the results in the simulation world.

Before that, he was not in a hurry for the next projection.

It's better to wait a little longer than to start projection now. After that, the number of points will be more abundant, and the next simulation will be carried out no later.

At this moment, the thought flashed through his mind, thinking so.

"But recently, we should pay more attention to it..."

sitting on the head of the bed, he looked at the calluses on his hands, and the idea flashed through his mind.

Although the exchange of big turntable has brought him great changes, in fact, it has not changed much in appearance.

But if there are people who are familiar with him, maybe they will see some clues.

Although this is not a big problem, Chen Heng still subconsciously thinks that he should cover it up.

At this point, he came out of the room.

In the hall, Chen Jing has disappeared, and I don't know where to fool around.

Wang Li is the only one who is busy around.

And Wang Li said hello, Chen Heng went out, so out of this area.

Outside the community, he casually found a drugstore, bought some ointment, and went back.

"A few more wipes should get rid of it."

In the room, looking at his calloused palm, Chen Heng's mind flashed this idea.

That night, after dinner, Chen Heng went out alone.

This time, instead of playing in the busy streets, he went to a park by himself.

This is a place in Chen Heng's memory. Because of years of disrepair, few people will come now.

Around, generally only some elderly people will come here and dance square dance enthusiastically.

Entering here, Chen Heng walked to a corner familiar with it.

It was quiet all around, and it seemed very quiet.

This place is where he often comes, whether before or after his rebirth.

Therefore, for this area, he seems very familiar with, can easily find a quiet place.

Entering here, he didn't hesitate too much. He took out the package behind him and took out the wooden sword.

The wooden sword belongs to Chen Jing.

Martial arts is very popular in this world. There are many kinds of martial arts institutions, and many of them teach swordsmanship.

Chen Jing applied for such a training class when she was a child.

I don't know what kind of skills I have learned. Anyway, I have made a lot of achievements in this kind of wooden sword.

It's just that waste is being used.

He gently raised his hand and raised the wooden sword in his hand. Chen Heng's face was focused and looked forward in silence. Then he waved hard.

Hua la...

a gust of sword wind across the front, rippling at the moment.

At the moment, Chen Heng is holding a long sword in his hand, waving it one by one, and getting familiar with his body again.

Before that, in the simulation world, he had been fighting for more than ten years, and had already practiced his exquisite swordsmanship in fighting.

After returning to the real world, although these things have not disappeared, they can only be completely recovered by making the body re adapt.

At the moment, the purpose of Chen Heng's training is like this.

In order to prevent a lot of noise, his movements are very slow, and every wave can be seen clearly. It looks like a drill, nothing special.

At the roadside, occasionally someone passed by, looking at Chen Heng's action, also don't feel anything, just feel a little surprised.

Step on... Step on... Step on...

a series of slight footsteps ring out and come from the distance.

"Teacher, what's the matter?"

The woman looked at the old man in front of her. She was surprised to see him standing there suddenly."Excellent swordsmanship..."

in front of the woman, the old man gently opened his mouth and looked ahead. He was surprised.

Ahead, in the dim light, the scene slowly emerged.

A young boy, who seemed to be no more than high school, stood there, waving his wooden sword and practicing here.

Fang Yi couldn't help looking up and taking a serious look.

Then she found the difference.

Compared with other people of the same age, the young man's sword holding is very stable. Although the movement is very slow, his familiarity with the sword technique is obviously terrible. The whole movement is extremely smooth, and there is no such strange feeling.

But if that's all, it doesn't seem surprising.

It's just that the basic skills are relatively solid.

So Fang Yi couldn't help wondering and looked at the old man.

As if feeling Fang Yi's sight, the old man shook his head and said: "this is the sword skill of killing people..."

"different from those airs taught outside, every move made by this child can kill people..."

he opened his mouth gently, and his face was a little surprised at this time.

All the swordsmanship Chen Heng practiced was gradually summed up in his long fighting.

This kind of swordsmanship may not look good, not as good as those fancy swordsmanship, but it is very practical. The purpose of every sword is to kill people.

Of course, most people can't see the difference.

But obviously, the old man is not an ordinary person.

"Homicide?"

Fang Yi was stunned, and her face changed slightly: "this is...

" I just don't know who taught it... "

Wang Qi opened her mouth gently, with an interesting smile on her face:" it's something...

"let's go."

After looking at it in the corner for a while, he continued to step forward and said, "we are going to do something next...

" it seems that the evil spirit is not hiding here. Let's go to the next place to have a look. "

He said softly, his face becoming pale.

"Yes."

Fang Yi's face suddenly became respectful: "there are two possible places..."

"lead the way..."

.......

Chen Heng is not clear about what just happened around him.

Standing in the corner, he practiced for a moment, then stopped and had a rest.

Then, he looked at the sky, thought for a moment, then chose to turn around and left the corner.