Traveling through the game world

"Where am I?" Lian Yang woke up and looked at the small wooden house in front of him. It seemed very simple and obviously newly built. But since he was already there, he might as well make the best of it. As an ordinary level 0 person, he could at least temporarily trust that the other party could save him.

"My home!" The mature voice was somewhat indifferent, but it still answered Lian Yang briefly.

Looking in the direction of the sound, one could see short, bluish-gray hair, stubble, a dark overcoat, and a giant sword that seemed to be taller than Lian Yang.

Having some suspicions about him, Lian Yang couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

"Aganzuo!" As he spoke, Aganzuo had already arrived in front of Lian Yang.

Looking at the tall figure in front of him, Lian Yang rolled off the bed without saying a word.

"Please, Sword Saint, accept me as your disciple!" To Agan's astonishment, Lian Yang immediately prostrated himself in a deep bow.

Although it was just a guess, Lian Yang was still incredibly excited when he finally confirmed it. As one of the strongest figures on the Arad Continent and one of the Four Great Sword Saints, Agamemnon's strength was absolutely unparalleled. Apart from a few high-ranking apostles, Agamemnon was practically invincible in this world.

"Okay!" Although Agamemnon was surprised by Lian Yang's reaction, he readily agreed: "Go, cut down one hundred trees with a diameter of more than fifty centimeters!" Agamemnon, who was not good with words and even less good at expressing his feelings, casually tossed Lian Yang a giant sword that was almost as tall as an adult man.

"Yes, Master!" Although Agamemnon surprisingly agreed to take him on as a disciple so readily, Lian Yang was not too surprised. After all, he knew the game DNF very well. As the undisputed protagonist of the 60 version, everyone really knew Agamemnon very well.

Reaching the giant sword, Lian Yang took a deep breath and laboriously lifted it. Yes, he lifted it. This giant sword weighed a full 200 jin (approximately 100 catties), which was nothing in this world of high-level martial arts, but Lian Yang was a nerdy guy who had just arrived from Earth and wasn't even level 1 yet.

Upon examining the attributes of this giant sword, Lian Yang...

Ronin's Longsword of Agamemnon

Supreme Divine Artifact

554 physical attack

Independent attack 270

Strength+34

Slow attack speed

Physical critical hit rate +2%

Hit rate +2%

Greatsword Mastery Level +2

Available for level 40 and above

Weight 100kg

The attributes are partially similar to those in the game, but completely different in others. A weight of only 5 jin in the game is now a whopping 200 jin. Even the attribute that originally added several other skills has been reduced to just +2 to Greatsword Mastery level.

However, none of that is the key point. The most crucial issue is that this item requires level 40 to equip, while Lian Yang is only level 0. In this world, aside from some extremely special magic swords like Apophis, you can equip any other item regardless of your level. But forcibly equipping an item at a lower level won't even allow you to utilize its basic attributes. It can only be used as a regular woodcutter's knife, but its weight remains unchanged.

Although Lian Yang couldn't equip this sword, and it was difficult to lift, he still gritted his teeth and carried it. He knew that the aloof and taciturn Agamemnon wouldn't mock him. Less talk, more action. Despite not knowing what use a greatsword with no attributes and immense weight could be for chopping down trees, Lian Yang still trudged into the forest, carrying the greatsword with faltering steps.

Watching Lian Yang wield his giant sword and chop down trees without uttering a single word of nonsense, Aganzuo's eyes were filled with admiration. This was because Aganzuo, who had already considered taking Lian Yang as a disciple due to their similar experiences, was extremely satisfied with Lian Yang's decisive and swift manner.

In this data-driven world, both leveling up by defeating monsters and rigorous training can increase strength. However, compared to leveling up by defeating monsters, rigorous training is always much slower. As a result, most adventurers traveling the continent simply engage in constant combat, constantly defeating monsters and leveling up, resulting in incredibly rapid level increases.

However, Agamemnon knew that he was a Sword Saint, and the universally acknowledged Sword Saint of the continent. His level was extremely high. In the Arad continent, where the highest adventurer level was only 60, Agamemnon was level 91. But Agamemnon firmly believed that even the strongest adventurer on the continent, even if they reached level 100, would still not be a match for him in a direct fight.

Without enduring the bitter cold, how can the plum blossom emit its fragrant scent? For true strength, the most important thing is never rank, but the foundation. A towering building rises from the ground. Although this saying doesn't exist in the real world, those at the pinnacle of the continent, like Agamemnon, deeply understand this principle.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Lian Yang, his steps faltering, carried Agamemnon's longsword and arrived at the woods in front of Agamemnon's house. Without industrial development, the primeval forest was perfectly preserved, with towering trees, half a meter in diameter, standing side by side.

"Hey, ha!" Lian Yang struggled to hold the greatsword upright in front of him.

"call!".

He took a deep breath: "I, Lian Yang, am not a piece of trash. I will prove myself!"

Having said that, he wielded the giant sword, which was almost at the limit of Lian Yang's strength, with great difficulty and chopped it down hard at the tree.

"when!".

"Gain some experience!"

Lian Yang's all-out sword strike only managed to pierce a layer of bark. But surprisingly, he still gained experience points.

"Hey, this really is a powerful world, huh? I estimated the giant sword was heavy, but I didn't expect you, this tree, to be so resilient! But you really did give me experience points, such a strenuous strike only gave me a tiny bit!" Although it didn't achieve the desired effect, Lian Yang wasn't discouraged. At least he got some experience, right?

"Again! 799 experience points left!"

As if he had rested enough, at least that's how Lian Yang felt. He shouted a slogan and, with his still trembling hands, gripped the greatsword, which seemed to be taller than him, once again.

"when!".

"Gained 1 experience point!"

It struck the tree hard once more, but once again only managed to pierce a layer of bark.

"Again! 798 experience points left!"

"when!".

"Again! 797 experience points left!"

"when!"…………

Lian Yang seemed tireless, repeatedly swinging his giant sword and hacking at the tree. Each strike granted him a point of experience, fueling his relentless hacking, but his movements grew increasingly slower.

"Glug!" Aganzuo, who had just taken a big gulp of strong liquor, was standing next to Lian Yang again.

Seeing his increasingly slow sword swings, he seemed somewhat dissatisfied and said in a deep voice, "Hurry up, it's too slow!"

"drink!".

Even though he had already reached his limit, Lian Yang gritted his teeth and silently increased his attack speed after hearing Agamemnon's reprimand. He didn't want to disappoint him; this was his most precious opportunity!

"when!"

"600 experience points remaining!"

Before he knew it, Lian Yang had already made 200 cuts. When he woke up, it was still morning, but now it was noon with the sun blazing.

"Take a break!" As if sensing that Lian Yang had reached his limit, Aganzuo, who was drinking, calmly called on Lian Yang to stop.

"Yes!".

It was noon, and even Lian Yang felt a little dizzy. He knew that continuing to cut wouldn't improve his condition. So he waited.

"Very good, you cut it wrong!" As if somewhat dissatisfied, Agamzo said to Lian Yang in a very serious tone.

"Please enlighten me, Master!" Upon hearing this, Lian Yang's eyes lit up. He thought to himself that Agamemnon was going to give him guidance, and guidance from the Sword Saint was no easy feat. He immediately replied respectfully.

"You didn't cut it carefully!" Forrest Gump, who is very sparing with words, would definitely mind not saying a single unnecessary word.

Lian Yang, who already knew Agamso's temperament well, closed his eyes and began to ponder. What exactly was wrong?

Aganzuo remained silent, ignoring what Lian Yang had actually grasped. Instead, he took out the lunch he had prepared beforehand: "Eat first!"

"Master, go first!" Respecting one's teacher is fundamental to being a person, so naturally Aganzuo should eat Lianyang first before he can start eating.

"Very good!" Aganzuo felt a warmth in his heart. Disciples who respect their masters are always liked by their masters.

After lunch, Lian Yang sat quietly with the giant sword in his arms, neither speaking nor moving, and he didn't even intend to cut down the tree.

Instead, Agamemnon picked up a small katana, which Lian Yang immediately recognized as a level 1 white weapon. It had virtually no attributes.

However, Agamemnon repeatedly wielded the sword with both hands and performed the upward slashing motion again and again, one of the three skills of the Ghost Swordsman.

After a long while, Aganzuo finally sheathed his sword and stared at Lian Yang: "Can you use an uppercut now?"

"I don't know how yet!" Lian Yang answered decisively. He really didn't know how; he simply didn't know how to execute Agamemnon's profound uppercut.

Agamzo nodded and said calmly, "Go cut down the trees!"

"Yes!"

I watched an uppercut all afternoon, and it was an uppercut with the lightest sword that even a greatsword couldn't achieve. The impact on Lian Yang was enormous.

Standing under the big tree in the morning, I could see that there wasn't a single intact patch of bark left, but I couldn't even touch the deepest part of it.

Seeing this, and recalling how Agamemnon had practiced his uppercut all afternoon, Lian Yang closed his eyes. He once again laboriously swung the greatsword in his hand.

"Thump!"

Lian Yang's sword was extremely slow, so slow that you could clearly see the trajectory of the sword, but even with such a slow sword, it made a different kind of sound.

Sheathing his sword, Lian Yang focused his gaze and saw a faint sword mark on the tree trunk. He smiled faintly. Swinging his sword again, the greatsword that had been incredibly difficult to wield that morning now felt as light as a feather.

The days seemed to settle down, because hope had told Lianyang that time on Earth was frozen in the game world. So Lianyang's heart was unusually calm.

Practice felling trees in the morning, watch the upward movement at noon, and fall trees again in the afternoon.

A year seems like a very short time.

"Xiao Yang, what level are you?" It was rare for Aganzuo to ask about Lian Yang's level today.

"Level 15!" Lian Yang replied calmly. In a year, each tree he chopped down only gave him a little experience, and he had to chop down more than 1200 trees a day on average.

"Have you learned any skills?" Agamzo asked again.

"The disciple is stupid and hasn't learned anything!" Of course, this was pure fabrication; Lian Yang had only practiced two moves: a basic slash and an uppercut. He hadn't even considered anything else.

"You're smarter and more talented than I thought. Starting today, I'm taking you to the Arnofa Forest for training." Agamzo was extremely satisfied with Lian Yang. A smart person is different from someone with mere cleverness. Clearly, in Agamzo's eyes, Lian Yang was definitely intelligent.

Lian Yang chuckled, "It's all thanks to Master's excellent teaching!" After a year together, Lian Yang had calmed down. He knew that as long as he could return to Earth, he had enough confidence to bring his girlfriend back to his side. So, the sunny Lian Yang came back to life.

"Sweet-talking kid, here you go!" Aganzuo glanced helplessly at Lian Yang. At first, he thought Lian Yang was a quiet type like himself, but he didn't expect him to be a secretly flirtatious guy.

As he spoke, Agamzo took out a giant sword with a dark, ancient-looking green hilt from his backpack.

With his sharp eyes, Lian Yang immediately recognized it as a level 15 sacred artifact greatsword, the Water Demon Jade Spirit Double-Edged Greatsword.

Relic: The Double-Edged Greatsword of the Water Demon Jade Spirit

Supreme Divine Artifact

Physical Attack Power +280

Independent attack power +135

Strength+25

Light attribute attack

Skill level 1-15 +1

Level 15 can equip

"What a fine sword!" A divine weapon is only good if it is usable. As a rare, non-unique divine weapon, the attributes of sacred artifacts are absolutely heaven-defying.

"Make good use of it, let's go!" Watching Lian Yang sling the greatsword over his back, he nodded. In just one year, Lian Yang had built an incredibly solid foundation, far exceeding his expectations. Therefore, the trial was brought forward.

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