Game Invasion: A new term for each level

A-Juan envies the wealthy people who live in the city.

They ate high-end steaks and lived in detached villas, which made Ah Juan envious.

Ajuan also longed for that kind of life, and a level 10 entry might be her only chance to turn things around.

Therefore, he cannot die; it would be best if he could successfully level up to level ten through this game instance.

You can then unlock new terms.

However, A-Juan knew that the experience points from an E-level game instance were not enough to level up, because someone would take away a portion of the experience points.

He also didn't have the money to collect rare treasure chests on the market and open those that could grant experience points.

A-Juan thought this was a treasure hunt instance, but the game instance changed unexpectedly.

Moreover, the previous theft left loose ends, and now the truth has come out.

I heard from the people in the wilderness that it's hell.

Once you're in the investigation bureau, who knows what might happen?

He had run fast enough, but he still hadn't found the dog hole by the wall, making Ah Juan anxious and pacing around in circles.

He searched left and right, and then saw a deep red sedan following him in the dark mist.

Until they were chased back like dogs.

"What...what is that thing? Ugh~"

Ah Juan no longer possessed the composure she had when she first entered the game; her voice trembled and became distorted, and she occasionally felt nauseous.

Yang Hui pointed to the side and replied, "It looks like him."

Ah Juan looked over and was startled.

The Tomb of Huang Linfu

Isn't that the tombstone he kicked over the incense burner before the game started?

Behind the tombstone was nothing, and it seemed that something had already broken through the soil where the person was buried!

"I will never be so shameless again."

Yang Hui added, "You also ate his offerings."

"..."

Huang Linfu sat in the sedan chair with his eyes lowered and his cane gently raised, the tip of the cane pointing forward. He did not speak, and the two sedan chair bearers quickly stepped forward.

Without a word, the leader threw a punch.

Yang Hui had been keeping a close eye on the commotion and quickly stepped aside. The two sedan chair bearers also had a clear division of labor.

One person walked towards Yang Hui, and the other walked towards A Juan.

Ah Juan was still shivering when she looked up and saw a large, fan-like hand covering her face.

He turned to run away, but his backpack was grabbed.

A tremendous force pulled Ah Juan back.

With her other hand, she grabbed his neck, her thumb and forefinger gripping his chin, and with a forceful pull, she lifted him up.

Ah Juan kicked her legs wildly, feeling the air gradually disappearing, and her whole face turned a liverish color from being suffocated.

The arms flailing wildly in the air, but the hands were like iron clamps.

In a moment of desperation, Ah Juan spat out a mouthful of saliva:

"He~tui!"

Saliva was spat on his face, emitting white smoke, but the sedan chair carrier remained motionless, letting it flow and pull out flesh.

Seeing that it was effective, A-Juan immediately launched into a series of "Pui pui pui" sounds.

Seeing this, Yang Hui understood what was going on.

They are not like ghosts carrying lanterns, and ordinary people cannot touch them.

However, the sedan chair carrier was eight feet tall, burly and strong, and was by no means an ordinary person.

The sedan bearers reached out their hands to Yang Hui.

Yang Hui swung the pointer hard, slapping it away with a loud crack.

The sedan chair carriers, refusing to believe in superstition, stretched out their other hand again.

With a forceful backhand slap, there was another "smack".

The sedan bearers looked at their hands and exchanged a silent glance with Yang Hui.

Yang Hui said, "Good children who misbehave will get their hands slapped."

The sedan bearers' faces contorted, their hands clasped together, fingers clenched tightly, and they brought the sedan chair down like a heavy hammer.

Yang Hui exhaled, held his breath, and suddenly started moving.

He sidestepped, ducked, and charged forward, bracing himself with his shoulder and wrapping his arms around the sedan chair carrier, instantly knocking him to the ground.

The sedan bearers struggled to get up, but unexpectedly, a hard object came across their necks.

Yang Hui and he stood back to back, each holding one side of the other's hand behind their backs. Before they could react, Yang Hui suddenly pulled them apart.

Click!

Yang Hui squatted down, supporting the sedan bearers with his back, and slowly lowered his arms, exhaling a breath. He could clearly hear the sound of a cervical spine breaking.

It's over. If this were a competition, Yang Hui could have already secured the championship.

Thankfully, it wasn't.

The sedan bearers kicked twice with their feet, their fingers weakly clutching their throats, and slowly their eyes glazed over and lost focus.

Yang Hui didn't dare to let his guard down until a message flashed before his eyes.

[Defeat 1 sedan bearer to gain 154 experience points]

Huang Linfu sat in the sedan chair, his fingers clenched and trembling, clearly angry.

The cane struck the ground twice with a clanging sound.

"Ma San, Ma Si, kill him!"

The remaining two sedan chair carriers stepped forward.

Yang Hui felt the moonlight was being blocked, and when he looked up, he saw two more burly men with bushy beards!

"Um...are you quadruplets?"

Yang Hui threw a left hook without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, Ma San on the left had anticipated this, and he ducked and bent his arm to block, remaining completely still.

"Uh... wait a minute, wait a minute!" Yang Hui quickly called out.

Before he finished speaking, the unsportsmanlike man threw another right hook, hitting Ma Si's biceps. Unexpectedly, this time, he just tensed his muscles and didn't even bother to block it. The spot that was hit only turned slightly red.

Ma San and Ma Si grabbed Yang Hui's arms from the left and right, lifting him up effortlessly and throwing him several meters away.

Yang Hui landed on his back, which stung terribly.

In combat sports, weight is an important factor. As the saying goes, power comes from the ground, and a larger body gives an advantage. Fighting can only begin when both sides are of equal weight.

In his previous life, Yang Hui was at most a featherweight (65kg), while these two big men were at least 90kg or more.

Even in underground boxing, the weight must be similar; if the difference is too great, there is a 90% chance of losing.

Although I just killed one with a burst of attack, I can manage to fight back in a one-on-one situation if I can hold my own. But what if I have to fight two?

Yang Hui got up from the ground, and a burly man with obvious burns on his face walked over. The three of them formed a circle around him.

"How can you fight three at once? If you're so capable, come at me one by one!" Yang Hui said.

There is a way to fight one against three.

Since the other side is outnumbering you, don't blame Yang Hui for resorting to underhanded tactics.

Glancing at A-Juan, who was unable to move in the distance, he could see that she was still breathing and was probably not dead yet.

The three sedan bearers exchanged a glance and stepped forward in unison.

Yang Hui held the pointer, struck a pose, and scooped up a handful of soil with his toes.

The three men slowly approached.

Yang Hui suddenly lifted his leg, raising a cloud of dust.

Seize the opportunity! Strike suddenly!

The short god twisted his hips and slammed his right fist down hard, hitting Ma San squarely in the groin.

Ma San's eyes were squinted by the smoke and dust, and he clutched his genitals in excruciating pain.

Yang Hui twisted his body to the left again, and the pointer struck Ma Si's neck.

In an instant, his hand was raised high again, ready to deliver another blow.

With burns on his face, the sedan chair carrier attacked from behind, waving his hand and snatching Yang Hui's [teaching whip].

With a forceful pull of both hands, it snapped open!

It couldn't be bent?

This is an E-rank item, how could it be given away so easily...?

Click!

"The item I just got!"

Yang Hui turned his anger into motivation!

Grab Ma Si and strike with both hands, hitting his waist, spine, and back of the head.

Ma Si coughed up blood: "It wasn't me who broke it, why are you hitting me?"

Yang Hui was clearly there to kill.

Take down one person as quickly as possible, regardless of the cost.

These areas are off-limits during combat.

The sedan chair bearer, his face burning, threw down the wreckage in his hands, took two steps forward, and embraced Yang Hui from behind.

It's over! Ma Si just bent over and clutched his stomach; he wasn't killed.

Yang Hui gripped his wrist and thrust his elbow backward hard.

This elbow strike went straight for his face, whistling through the air, with tremendous force!

The sedan chair carrier, whose face was burning, thought it was nothing serious and bumped his forehead against it.

In a typical scenario, this approach would be perfectly fine.

After all, the skull is harder than the elbow.

However, Yang Hui has the [Elbow Strike] attribute, which increases his strength!

It also features steel joints to enhance rigidity.

The sedan chair carrier suddenly felt dizzy and disoriented, his eyes rolled back, and the whole world seemed to turn upside down.

He let go of her hands weakly.

[Defeat 1 sedan bearer to gain 167 experience points.]

Before Yang Hui could even regain his footing, Ma San and Ma Si reacted, each grabbing one of his arms and delivering two powerful punches to his stomach with fists the size of sandbags.