Chapter 406 Shura Field
There is no comparison between the Tianhe Empire's arena and the Sanjiang Star Federation's Shura Arena.
All warriors who have reached the third level of the Heng Realm aim to become Shura, which is the fastest way to succeed.
It is very difficult to become a noble. They practice hard for decades or even hundreds of years. Once they enter the Shura field, if they can really make a name for themselves and achieve good results, then huge wealth will follow.
In the primary universe country, the status of Shura warriors is not that of aristocrats, but better than that of aristocrats.
What people see and remember are always the geniuses and the successful ones. As for the majority of those who are not doing well in the Shura field, no one cares about them at all.
******** "Lin Zhen, have you arrived?" Chen Fenglie asked in the dimensional universe.
“Here I come.”
A figure flashed, and Lin Zhen's clone appeared in front of Chen Fenglie.
Qingxu and An Bihuai were also beside Chen Fenglie. The three of them had been in the Shura Field for two days.
"Three brothers, I haven't seen you for two days. I feel like you all look different. You are showing your talents."
Lin Zhen looked at the three people in surprise. He indeed had this feeling. The realm of the three people did not improve, but they were like sharp swords drawn from their sheaths, exuding murderous aura, and they were in a state where they could engage in battle at any time.
An Bihuai smiled bitterly: "What's so sharp about it? It's just that I've been hit too many times in the Shura Field. My nerves are a little tense, and I'm ready to fight at any time."
"Is it that serious? Isn't it just a virtual arena?" Lin Zhen asked.
Qingxu waved his hand and said, "This virtual arena is not simple. The degree of simulation inside is no different from the real world. Especially during the battle, the pain is 100% felt. You can't tell it's a virtual environment at all. If you encounter a very strong person who kills you with one move, it's okay. But if you encounter someone of similar strength, you will suffer. Not only will you get injured, but you will also die in the end and think you are really dead."
Chen Fenglie suddenly smiled: "Brother Qingxu said his last words several times during the battle. It seems that he had many wishes."
Qingxu blushed suddenly, "I shouldn't have told you. You always bring it up to ridicule me."
Lin Zhen couldn't help laughing, but he didn't ask what Qingxu's wish was. Instead, he asked a few people, "How is it? Is it easy to get along in the Shura Field?"
Chen Fenglie shook his head. "It's not that easy. There are too many experts. It's not easy to get a high winning rate. I've played 200 games in the past two days, and my winning rate is only 75%. It's still gradually improving."
An Bihuai said, "You are pretty good. If you improve by another five percentage points, you will become a Silver Star Shura. Qingxu and I are in a bit of a mess. My winning rate is 53% and his is 55%. It will take a while for us to become Shuras. You have to know that the more games you play, the slower your winning rate will increase."
"Yes, I finally got a little bit better, but then I met a master and lost a game and went down again. Sometimes I was unlucky and lost several games in a row. I worked in vain for a long time."
Lin Zhen asked: "How do you choose the opponent inside?"
"There are two ways to choose, one is random assignment and the other is challenge. Most people choose random assignment, and relatively few people choose to challenge."
At this time, Qingxu said angrily: "Designated challenges are so disgusting. There were a few times when my winning rate just went up and someone designated a challenge to me. If I didn't accept, he would swear at me. If I accepted, I would be abused."
An Bihuai patted Qingxu's shoulder and said, "You are still impulsive. It's better to ignore people like that. It's not good to be too impulsive."
Qingxu was obviously a straightforward person and nodded somewhat depressed, but in Lin Zhen's opinion, he might still lose his composure when faced with a challenge.
There should be quite a few people like this in Shura Field. They look for weaker opponents through verbal insults. This is also a way to increase their winning rate. After all, few warriors can keep their composure in the face of a high winning rate.
Chen Fenglie said to Lin Zhen: "Lin Zhen, you should go and try it too. If you encounter provocation, try not to pay attention to it. There are too many rubbish here who specialize in doing this kind of thing. It is still very beneficial to fight here more often. It is still very helpful for improving practical combat capabilities."
Lin Zhen nodded in agreement, and they all returned to the Shura Field again.
Lin Zhen came to the registration office, and after scanning, he had his own identity.
"Lin Zhen, a person from the Earth of the Solar System, has a record in the Shura Field of zero wins, zero losses, zero draws, and a winning rate of zero."
"Now you can choose battle mode."
Chris gave Lin Zhen a long list.
The length of this list is simply immeasurable. Lin Zhen saw that there were tens of thousands of names on the first page alone, and the number of pages in total was so long that Lin Zhen was dizzy.
"Choose random."
"When the random mode starts, the probability of encountering an opponent in the satellite stage is 90%, the probability of encountering an opponent in the planetary stage is 9%, and the probability of encountering an opponent in the star stage is 1%."
"Matched successfully, opponent, Orion, Arati, 19 wins, 10 losses, zero draws, winning rate 65%."
"Enter Shura Field, random map, mountain top."
The next second, Lin Zhen appeared at the top of a mountain.
There were clouds and mist floating under his feet and the scenery was pleasant. The top of the mountain was like a ring. There were no spectators, only his opponent appearing opposite him.
Arati, a satellite level nine with a high nose and deep eyes.
After seeing Lin Zhen, Alati showed a smug smile: "Oh, my luck is really good. I actually met a rookie. It seems that my winning rate can be improved."
"Then I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. You can't even maintain your current winning rate."
"How dare a small level 6 satellite be so arrogant? I am ranked in the top ten on our planet. People like you can't even be ranked in the top 100 on our planet." Arati drew out a golden scimitar.
"Get down, you rookie from the solar system. Today I will let you experience the cruelty of the Shura Field!"
Arati jumped up and slashed down fiercely with the scimitar in his hand! This move had a myriad of subsequent changes. No matter which direction Lin Zhen dodged, he would fall into his subsequent attack range. It was his specialty.
Lin Zhen stood there motionless. When he saw the other party approaching, he suddenly had an idea and launched a mental attack!
"puff!"
Arati felt dizzy. The holy weapon of mental defense could not completely block Lin Zhen's mental attack, and his movements suddenly stopped.
A golden energy appeared out of nowhere. Now all of Lin Zhen's elements have resonated with the atoms, and its power is incomparable to before.
The sharp golden energy was like a flying sword, piercing directly through Alati's eyebrows.
Blood flowed from his forehead. Alati said nothing, his eyes were unfocused, and he fell on his back.
Lin Zhen won the first match in the Shura Field! He withdrew from the Shura Field, and his statistics also changed. He had one victory, zero losses, and zero draws, with a 100% winning rate.
******** Although he was confident in his fighting ability, this was his first Shura victory in his past and present life, so Lin Zhen was still very happy.
After coming out, Chen Fenglie and a few others completed the battle and gathered together again.
After asking each other, Chen Fenglie and his companions were lucky this time and they all won a victory. However, since they had played so many games, winning one or two games was not enough to increase their winning rate.
Hearing that Lin Zhen won the first victory, An Bihuai said slightly exaggeratedly: "Not bad, then you think your winning rate is now 100%. If you keep it up and win a thousand games, won't you be able to get the title of the One Crown Shura King?"
Lin Zhen laughed: "Well, if it can be maintained, then it is really true."
This was of course just a joke and no one took it seriously. It is not easy to achieve a thousand consecutive wins.
Unexpectedly, a sneer suddenly came from behind: "A bunch of country bumpkins, you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is after winning your first game."
Several people frowned and looked back to see who was speaking so harshly.
After turning around, there was a planetary-level warrior standing behind him.
The warrior looked at Lin Zhen and the others and raised his chin slightly: "Why? Aren't you convinced?"
Qingxu said angrily, "We have no grudges against you, why are you saying such hurtful things?"
"There is no grudge, but I just can't stand you idiots. You dare to dream of a 100% winning rate just because you win the first game? There are countless people participating in the Shura Field. Everyone has a first battle. Half of them win and half fail. Among 100 million people, 50 million people get a 100% winning rate in the first battle. What does this mean? In the second game, half of the people fell. In the end, there are only a few who can get an 80% winning rate, right? You idiots!"
"Damn! You're such a shit-mouthed guy, you deserve to be punished!" Qingxu was a little angry.
"Tsk! You are not worthy enough. If you don't accept it, go to the Shura Field. I am not talented enough, so I will let you idiots fight in a round-robin battle. Do you dare?"
"Go ahead, I'll meet you first!" Qingxu agreed first.
The two people reported the dimensional universe number, and then without saying anything else, they went straight into the Shura Field.
Lin Zhen also frowned slightly as he looked at him. He knew that there were many people like him who specialized in using words to irritate others, but the other party's words were too harsh and no man of blood could tolerate it.
Chen Fenglie couldn't help but shook his head: "Qingxu is in danger. This person is not weak. He is one level higher than us. I'm afraid he will lose again."
An Bihuai also nodded: "I feel the same way. If Qingxu loses, I'm afraid it will be useless for me to go up. Brother Chen, if you go up, there is still hope, but your winning rate is approaching 80%. It's better not to get involved in this muddy water. It's right to seize the time to urgently Shura. If he comes again later, you just leave directly."
Lin Zhen suddenly asked at this time: "Is his challenge considered a designated battle?"
"Yes, this kind of direct request for the opponent's number is a type of designated battle."
"In this case, can we raise the stakes a little?"
An Bihuai was stunned for a moment: "Yes, but few people would do this. The challenger is usually very strong."
"That's good. I'll go and exchange some Sanjiang coins." Lin Zhen was delighted and went into the bank immediately.
(End of this chapter)
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