Chapter 404： Shura Field

The Arena of the Tianhe Empire is not comparable to the Shura Field of the Three Rivers Federation.

All warriors who have reached the triple level of the constant realm have the goal of becoming Shura. This is the fastest way to get ahead.

It is too difficult to become a nobleman. They have practiced hard for decades, hundreds of years, and once they enter the Shura field, if they really achieve their worth and achieve results, then the wealth of the sky will follow one after another.

In the primary universe, the status of the Shura warrior is not a noble, but better than a noble.

What people see and remember is always those geniuses, those who are successful, and as for most of the unsatisfactory people in the Shura market, no one cares at all.

"Lin Zhen, are you here yet?" Chen Fenglie asked in the dimension universe.

"coming."

The figure flashed, and Lin Zhen appeared in front of Chen Fenglie.

By Chen Fenglie's side, Qing Xu and An Bihuai were also there. The three of them had been in the Xiuluo field for two days.

"Three brothers, I haven't seen each other for two days. Don't you feel that you are not the same? You are sharp."

Lin Zhen glanced at the three in amazement. He did feel that the three of them hadn't improved in their realm, but they looked like sharp swords out of the sheath, full of murderous aura, in a state where they could go into battle at any time.

An Bihuai smiled bitterly: "What's exposed is nothing more than being beaten a lot in the Shura arena. The whole person's nerves are a bit tight, and he is always ready to do something with others."

"As for? Isn't it just in a virtual arena?" Lin Zhen asked.

Qingxu waved his hand: "This virtual arena is not easy. The level of realism inside is no different from that in reality. Especially when fighting, 100% of the pain is indistinguishable from the virtual environment. If you encounter a strength It’s okay to kill you with a super powerful move. If you have the same strength, you will suffer. Not to mention the injury. At the end of the battle, I thought I was really dead."

Chen Fenglie smiled suddenly: "Brother Qingxu has said his last words several times during the battle. It seems to be quite wishful."

Qingxu blushed suddenly, "I shouldn't have told you, I always take it out and taunt me."

Lin Zhen couldn't help laughing, but he didn't ask Qing Xu what his wishes were, but asked a few people: "How is it? Is the Shura field good?"

Chen Fenglie shook his head: "It's not too mixed, there are too many masters in it, and it's not easy to win a high winning rate. I have played 200 games in the past two days, and the winning rate is only 75%, which is still gradually improving. "

An Bihuai said: "You are very good. If you increase it by five percentage points, you will become Silver Star Shura. Qingxu and I will be a bit miserable. My winning rate is 53% and his 55%. If you want to become Shura, you don’t know that it’s a matter of the year of the monkey. You must know that the more games you play, the slower your winning percentage will increase."

"Yeah, it's hard to get up there. When I meet a master who loses a game and then comes down, sometimes I have bad luck and lose a few games in a row. It takes a long time to work in vain."

Lin Zhen asked, "How do the opponents choose?"

"There are two ways to choose, one is random allocation, the other is challenge. Most people choose random, and there are relatively few designated challenges."

At this time, Qingxu said a little angrily: "The designated challenge is too disgusting. I have just gone up a few times, and someone designated to challenge me. I didn't accept it. He was there to swear words, and if he accepted it, he was abused. One game."

An Bihuai patted Qingxu's shoulder: "You still love impulsiveness. If you don't pay attention to it, it will be over. Too impulsive is not good."

Qingxu is obviously a straight temper, and nodded a little depressed, but in Lin Zhen's view, it is still possible to lose his breath when faced with challenges.

There should be a lot of people like Xiuluochang. Through verbal insults, looking for weak opponents is also a kind of winning rate. After all, in the face of high winning rate, few warriors can calm down.

Chen Fenglie said to Lin Zhen: "Lin Zhen, you should try it too. If you encounter provocations, try to ignore it. There is too much **** to do this kind of thing. It is good to fight here more. It is good for the actual combat ability. The improvement is still very helpful."

Lin Zhen nodded and agreed, and several of them went back to the Asura Field again.

Lin Zhen came to the registration office, and after passing the scan, he had his own identity.

"Lin Zhen, a man from the solar system, has a record in the Shura field, with zero wins, zero failures, zero draws, and zero winning percentage."

"Now you can choose the battle mode."

Chrissy gave Lin Zhenluo a long list.

The length of this list is simply incalculable. Lin Zhen read the first page alone, there are tens of thousands of names, and how many pages there are, the long number makes Lin Zhen dazzled for a while.

"Choose random."

"The random mode starts, the probability of encountering an opponent in the satellite period is 90%, the probability of encountering an opponent in the week of the week is 9%, and the probability of encountering an opponent in the sidereal period is 1%."

"Successful match, opponent, Orion, Alati, 19 wins, 10 losses, zero draw, 65% win rate."

"Enter Shura Field, random map, top of the mountain..."

In the next second, Lin Zhen appeared at the top of a mountain.

Clouds and mists drifted under the feet, and the scenery was pleasant. The top of the mountain was like an arena, without any spectators, only the opponent who appeared opposite him.

Alati, a ninth-level satellite with a high nose and deep eyes.

After seeing Lin Zhen, Alati smiled triumphantly at the corner of his mouth: "Yeah, my luck is really good. I actually met a rookie. It seems that the winning rate can be improved."

"Then I am afraid you will be disappointed. You can't keep your winning percentage now."

"The little satellite at level six dares to be so arrogant. I am ranked in the top ten on our planet. A person like you can't even rank in the top 100 on our planet." Allatti drew a golden machete. .

"Fell me down, rookie of the solar system, let you see the cruelty of the Shura Field today!"

Alati jumped up, slashing fiercely with a scimitar in his hand!

The subsequent changes of this move are numerous, and no matter which direction Lin Zhen dodges, it will fall into the range of his subsequent attacks, which is his special skill.

Lin Zhen stood there and didn't move. Seeing the other party approaching his eyes, his thoughts moved and his spirit shocked!

"puff!"

Alati felt his brain dizzy, the sacred weapon of spiritual defense could not completely block Lin Zhen's mental impact, and his movements suddenly stopped.

A golden qi appeared out of thin air, and now Lin Zhen's various elements have resonated with atoms, and its power is not the same as before.

The sharp golden aura, like a flying sword, shot directly through the center of Alati's eyebrows.

Blood flowed from the center of his eyebrows, Alati said nothing, his eyes lost, and he fell on his back.

Lin Zhenxiu's first battle, win!

He withdrew from the Shura field, and the statistics have also changed, with one win, zero defeat and zero draw, and the winning rate is 100%.

Although he was confident in his combat effectiveness, after all, this was the first Shura victory he had won in his past and present life, and Lin Zhen was still very happy.

After coming out, Chen Fenglie and several people also finished the battle and gathered again.

After asking each other, Chen Fenglie's luck was also good this time. They all won one victory, but they played more games, and a two-game victory was not enough to increase the winning rate.

Hearing Lin Zhen's first victory, An Bihuai exaggerated and said: "Yes, then you think the current winning rate is 100%. If you keep on winning a thousand games, wouldn't you be able to get one? Has the title of Crown Shura King?"

Lin Zhen laughed a little, "Well, if it can be maintained, it will be so."

This is of course a ridiculous joke. A few people didn't take it seriously. It's so easy to achieve a thousand consecutive victories.

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden sneer behind him: "A group of rural native SBs won't know the sky and the earth will be thick after they won the first victory."

Several people frowned and looked back to see who was speaking so badly.

After turning back, a planet-level warrior stood behind him.

The martial artist looked at Lin Zhen and they turned their heads, slightly raised their chins: "What? Are you not convinced?"

Qingxu said annoyedly: "We have no grievances with you, why do we hurt others by speaking out?"

"No grievances and no grudges, but this young master, I can't understand you SBs. If I win the first game, I dare to dream of a 100% win rate? There are countless people participating in the Shura field. Everyone has the first game. Fighting ~www.novelhall.com~ Half of the people won, half of the people lost, 100 million people participated and 50 million people got a 100% winning rate for the first time. What does this mean? Isn't the second game Half of the people fell down, and there are not many who can get an 80% win rate in the end, SB stuff!"

"Wipe! You guy with a mouthful of dung, don't clean up!" Qingxu was a little angry.

"Cut! Just because you are worthy, if you don't agree, you can enter the Asura Field, this young master is not talented, let you a few SB wheels fight, dare you?"

"Go and go, I will meet you first!" Qing Xu agreed first.

The two people reported the Dimensional Universe Number, and then they didn't speak, and went straight into the Shura Field.

Lin Zhen frowned slightly when he looked at it. Although he knew that there were many such people who used words to irritate others, but the other party's words were too unpleasant, and even a **** man could not bear it.

Chen Fenglie also couldn't help shaking his head: "Qingxu is in danger. This person is not weak, and the planetary level is higher than us. I'm afraid he will lose again."

An Bihuai also nodded: "I feel that too, if Qingxu loses, I am afraid it will be of no use. Brother Chen will have hope if you go, but your winning rate is approaching 80%. The muddy water is better not to drip. It is the right reason to seize the time to urgently Shura. If he comes back in a while, you just leave."

Lin Zhen suddenly asked at this time: "His challenge is a designated battle, right?"

"Yes, this kind of directly asking the opponent for a number is a kind of designated battle."

"Then in this case, can you put up a bet?"

An Bihuai was stunned for a moment: "Yes, but few people will do this. Challengers are generally very strong..."

"It's fine, I'll go and exchange some Sanjiang coins." Lin Zhen was overjoyed and immediately entered the bank.