The Book of Heaven

Chapter 349 One hundred percent
"You are just a copy, you will never be my opponent!"

Two nearly identical Xingyao sticks collided fiercely. Because of their metal texture, they would not be bounced off easily like wooden sticks or bamboo sticks. Instead, a cloud of sparks would explode due to the strong impact. , which is the size of a reward, it can be seen that the two sides are exerting great force.

"Amazing!"

Ma Zheng withdrew his stick temporarily and retreated, the opponent's sharpness was in full swing, so it should be the right choice to choose to temporarily avoid the sharpness, but Ma Zheng didn't expect the opponent to be full of energy, and the Xingyao stick swung again obliquely, unexpectedly did not give up at all Act of.

In desperation, Ma Zheng could only continue to retreat in order to regain the opportunity. If the two were exchanged, Ma Zheng felt that such a fierce attack would not last long. Since the other party is just a copy of himself, it should be the same in comparison. .It's a pity that Ma Zheng still underestimated the other party, or to be precise, he underestimated himself.

People always protect themselves subconsciously, even in the special situation of Ma Zheng, this kind of subconscious behavior is not surprising, so if the real combat power of Ma Zheng's body is compared to one hundred, then in normal In the battle under the circumstances, Ma Zheng actually only exerted [-] to [-] of his combat power, and reserved the rest as emergency resources. This is determined by the human subconscious, and it is difficult to change it due to subjective consciousness.

That's why it's so common to hear something called "being pushed out of your potential."Firstly, exhausting the ability will definitely bring some degree of damage to the body, and secondly, if even the potential at the bottom of the tank is exhausted, what should we do if there is another crisis?
But the reason why the replica is a replica is not only because he perfectly copied all the data that can be considered in Ma Zheng's body, but more importantly, the replica has no subconscious mind at all. The fighting power is brought to [-]%.

In this way, Ma Zheng is equivalent to using 70.00% of his combat power to fight against himself who has exerted [-]% of his combat power, and it is normal for him to lose.

"Am I actually that powerful?"

As he kept retreating, Ma Zheng began to think hard in his heart. Logically speaking, the two sides should be on the same level. Why would he be suppressed so powerless to fight back?
"I'm afraid I won't be able to last long if this continues!"

A trace of tension finally rose in his heart. This kind of emotion was not a good thing for Ma Zheng at this time. On the contrary, the nervousness directly affected Ma Zheng's reaction speed, and he was almost hit twice by the other party. , if he didn't dodge instinctively, he might have fallen to the ground.

Although the deadly stick was dodged, it made Ma Zheng's disadvantage even more dangerous.

"Snapped!"

After being suppressed for almost an incense stick of time, Ma Zheng, who was already sweating profusely, finally took the opportunity to hold the replica Xingyao stick.

"I said, how can you be so strong, how did you develop your combat power to [-]%, let me hear it?"

Perhaps among all the people who participated in the test, only Ma Zheng would try to talk to the target during the battle. Others participated in the test, and when they saw the opponent coming out, they were already too nervous, so there was no time for chatting.

However, Ma Zheng is different after all. Since we already know that the entire sacred object is actually controlled by an artificial intelligence, then the replica in front of us must also be controlled by artificial intelligence, and since it is a test, then the simple battle should not be artificial intelligence. Intelligently set the purpose of this test, otherwise there would be no age limit.

"What is the most important organ in a human being?"

Sure enough, Ma Zheng's persistence was not in vain, and the replica finally spoke.It's just that what makes Ma Zheng depressed is that people's words don't seem to affect the movements of their hands at all, how to hit or how to hit, how to crush Ma Zheng or how to crush Ma Zheng.

On the contrary, Ma Zheng himself, in order to listen and speak, had to separate part of his mind, and his hands moved a beat slower. This time his luck was not so good, and he was directly hit by the replica on his left shoulder. .

"My mother, it hurts so much!"

Even though he knew it was just a virtual battle, Ma Zheng still felt the heart-piercing pain from the place where he was hit. If it is said that his body will not be really injured after exiting this virtual scene, wouldn't it be It is not only Ma Zheng's five senses that can be deceived by artificial intelligence, but even his nerves have been deceived?

"Fuck, you are serious, look at my big move!"

As the roar rose in his heart, the stick that Ma Zheng swung not only changed a lot, but also burst out of the breath hidden in his body, so that when he swung the stick, he even blasted the replica for the first time. Three steps back!

"what!"

Ma Zheng himself was surprised by the success of this attack, but at the same time he also felt elated.

Because of his blow, even the replica's attack suddenly stopped, as if the two had entered the intermission period tacitly.

"Now you know how to realize the potential in your body?"

Ma Zheng, who hastened to adjust his breath and recover his strength, was very surprised when the replica suddenly spoke. He thought that the artificial intelligence would not speak again.

But since it took the initiative to speak, Ma Zheng would not give up this opportunity easily, and hurriedly said: "What do you say? Did I fully exert the potential in my body just now?"

"Of course not, it's not even close."

The artificial intelligence is really not humane enough, and the words are not reserved at all, which hurt Ma Zheng very much.

"But you were repelled by me!"

"That's because it's halftime."

"How long have we been fighting?" Ma Zheng frowned and asked.

"According to the extent of the test, we will play for half an hour in the first game, and we can rest for half an hour." The replica replied.

"That's still fair." Ma Zheng nodded.

"Afterwards, we increase the time of each battle by half an hour, and the rest time is still half an hour."

"How many games are we going to play?" Ma Zheng couldn't bear it anymore. Every time he rested for half an hour, don't he need to sleep?
"Beat until you can't stand it anymore."

The duplicate's cold answer made Ma Zheng's heart completely cold.

It turned out that he was going to fight until he couldn't hold on anymore. While repeating this sentence silently, Ma Zheng couldn't help but think of a question: "Then what should I do if I'm hungry? Is there anything I can eat?"

"You won't feel hungry here, and you won't need to poop, but if I were you, I wouldn't waste time worrying about such insignificant issues."

"Oh? So what should I care about?"

He will not feel hungry or need to excrete. Ma Zheng thought about it, does this state prove that his body is in a dormant state at this time, just like those astronauts who sailed the universe?In other words, only your own consciousness should be active at this time.

If this is the case, then the advanced level of this artificial intelligence, or the level of technological development of this alien humanoid society, is really surprising.

(End of this chapter)