Game Invasion: A new term for each level

Yang Hui was led downstairs and walked through a dimly lit corridor when he heard a cacophony of shouts.

One of the voices, coming through the loudspeaker, stirred the emotions of the entire audience.

"Wilderness Meat Grinder! He's already killed four people today! Just one more, and he can join the top echelons of the Wilderness Gathering and serve Lord Black Mask!"

The burly man in the cage circled along the edge, raising his arm, as thick as a thigh, pointing downwards. His expression, still reeling from killing someone, was one of rage, his eyes wide with fury, like a demon king in the world!

The crowd erupted into a frenzy, like a boiling pot!

"marvelous!"

"I've staked everything on you!"

"The final step! Kill one more person!"

The burly man clasped his fists together and asked, "Who's next?"

"you?!"

The area it pointed to formed an open space, like a grenade thrown into a crowd.

Yang Hui was led to the back of the crowd, where several beams of light shone on him simultaneously, attracting everyone's attention.

"This is the next challenger! Cherish the time he has left!"

The crowd automatically parted to create a path leading to the iron cage.

Yang Hui lifted his foot and walked away, with layers of arms reaching out in front of him, and shouts throbbing with veins popping all around.

"Go to hell!"

"Let him kill you! You piece of trash!"

The crowd booed. Yang Hui was a stranger to them, and his lean body didn't look like someone who could fight. Some regular customers even thought that he would be torn to shreds by the "meat grinder" in just a few minutes on stage.

He walked silently, his gaze fixed straight ahead, his expression unchanged, seemingly unaffected by anything around him.

A blazing spotlight followed, illuminating his entire body and exposing him to everyone's gaze.

As Yang Hui got closer to the cage, an introduction unfolded before his eyes.

Item Name: [Deathmatch Octagonal Cage]

Grade: b

Effect: No items are allowed. Only two players below level 10 can enter. When two players are present, the deathmatch officially begins and continues until one player dies, who is converted into experience points as a reward for the winner!

So that's how it is; the iron cage itself is a huge prop.

The winner is determined through a fierce battle, while the losers become nourishment and experience points.

Yang Hui nimbly flipped himself into the cage and stretched his wrists and shoulders.

The metal plates closed tightly, leaving no gaps, and their gazes met in mid-air.

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The man in the black mask crossed his legs, his fingers spread, holding a wine glass and gently swirling it: "You just fought him. How long do you think he can last before he wins?"

The long-haired man stood behind Pei Feng with his hands behind his back, as if nothing had just happened, and had already sent someone to call Alai over.

"Jeslev comes from a colder place. He came to the wilderness because he accidentally killed someone in the North City arena. He was a two-time wrestling champion."

His master was a legendary figure in the wrestling world, and he learned some of the essence of the art from him.

Although the initial stat boosts are only slight, judging from my skills and physical strength, I believe I can last at least thirty minutes.

The man in black patted Pei Feng on the shoulder, causing him to wince in pain from his injury.

"I know the people from the North City Management Bureau are very strong. Those two moves just now proved that. Thirty minutes is already a lot of leniency."

"It won't take that long."

Pei Feng thought to himself, "I'll wait until my injuries heal."

The man in the black mask snapped his fingers, and his withered arms spread across his entire body like shackles.

"Sorry, I'm a little scared. I feel more at ease this way."

Pei Feng forced a smile, but it looked somewhat strained.

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Ding!

The bell rang in the octagon, and the match officially began.

Yang Hui swung his arms and assumed the classic boxing stance.

Jeslev's massive body, over two meters tall, was extremely imposing. His large hands reached down from above like fans, but his other hand, a beat slower, tried to reach into Yang Hui's legs from below.

This is a classic feint attack. It starts by drawing attention with a clearly aggressive offensive, but once you're focused, the real killing move comes from the rear.

If you don't react in time, your lower body will fall into the hands of a wrestler, who can then freely use grappling and takedowns.

This trick is especially effective against inexperienced newcomers.

It works every time.

However, Yang Hui dodged to the side, crouched down and twisted his waist, quickly coming to his side and behind, completely escaping his attack range.

Jeslev was secretly alarmed. At this moment, his abdomen was wide open. Yang Hui had just used a boxing stance, and the liver explosion was a signature move that could instantly deprive an opponent of their fighting ability by causing severe internal pain and respiratory obstruction.

In his panic, he used his hand as a knife, gathering all his strength to slash to his side and rear.

The attack created a whooshing sound, but landed on empty air; Yang Hui had vanished without a trace.

Before he could react, a sharp pain shot through his abdomen, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead. He instinctively bent over to protect his ribs.

Yang Hui smiled slightly, waiting for the moment you bent over, and delivered a perfectly timed elbow strike down towards your temple.

His head was instantly struck with tremendous force, the ceiling seemed to shake, the whole world quickly darkened, Jeslev's eyes rolled back, his body stiffened and he fell to the ground, immediately losing consciousness.

Yang Hui did not stop. He half-clenched his fist and used all his strength to strike the neck. This half-clenching method allows the force to be concentrated at one point, doubling the penetrating power.

Kara!

With a sharp crack, a large section of his throat caved in instantly, spurting out a large amount of blood.

His throat had been smashed, and he could only make a short, sharp sound. Air rushed into his mouth and nose, and he instinctively breathed rapidly, spitting out blood and foam.

Jeslev's limbs twitched incessantly. Yang Hui's ten fingers were like hooks, his legs crossed and wrapped around Jeslev's body. He grabbed Jeslev's head and suddenly turned it around.

With a forceful pull, the friction between the bones produced a strange cracking sound. Anyone who saw it knew that after the head had rotated several times, the person was already beyond saving.

Chi!

The octagonal cage emitted white steam. From the moment the bell rang until the cage reopened, only a dozen seconds had passed.

An eerie silence fell over the audience.

No one dared to speak until Yang Hui stood up.

Several streaks of blood were left on his body and face, and everyone knew that they were not his own, but those of the unfortunate man on the ground.

This couldn't even be called a death match; it was more like a brutal massacre. Jeslev was known as the meat grinder, and no one expected his life to end in such a way.

"He is our newly crowned victor!"

"oh!!!"

Everyone then realized that the tsunami-like sound was about to turn the place upside down.

They all waved their hands, welcoming the arrival of the new powerful figure.

A white mist poured into Yang Hui's body from all directions, and he clearly heard a message:

The Octagon winner gains 1500 experience points!

1500 experience points! That's enough for him to level up.

Congratulations on reaching level 7!

[Due to the keyword "steady and solid progress", this upgrade will grant it a new keyword.]

Please choose from the three random terms below within three minutes.

1.

【Pandora's Box】: (Purple) Immediately randomizes all acquired affixes.

2.

[Fatal Tempo]: (Blue) Your Agility and Strength are fixed at 3, but as the number of attacks increases, your Agility and Strength will also slowly increase. When the attack stops, the attributes will drop instantly.

3.

【Serious and Unsmiling】: (White) Maintain a blank expression and increase attack speed.

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click

A wine glass shattered against the French windows, its crimson liquid spilling down.

The black-masked voice said in a low, irritated tone:

"Tell Alai to stop dawdling and come over here quickly."