Game Invasion: A new term for each level

Every day is changing, and it's another new day.

When Yang Hui woke up, he lay on the spring bed and took out the small bottle.

It was already about three-tenths full of blood.

He climbed out of bed, rubbed his eyes, and went downstairs.

Almost a week has passed, and Mrs. Fu has deleted him from her contacts and hasn't asked anyone to urge him to move out.

It's possible that Manager Zhou stepped up and held the line for him.

We still need to work hard to earn money so we can have a good place to live.

Yang Hui glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that there was someone sitting on the sofa!

He's not very tall! Only his scalp is showing!

Have we had any guests?

Yang Hui was somewhat excited, but after circling around halfway and getting a clear look, he realized it was Yan Yiming, and immediately deflated.

Yan Yiming was playing a game on his handheld console, while Ge You, sprawled on the sofa, said, "What's with that expression? As a future colleague, aren't you welcoming me?"

Yang Hui yawned and said, "Welcome, welcome~ Wait! Didn't I lock the door? How did you open it?"

"Can't you just unlock it by saying a few words?"

Yang Hui complained, "Your vocabulary ability is really terrible."

He went out for a run as usual, bringing Yan Yiming breakfast such as steamed buns.

I glanced inside when I passed by the funeral clothing store, and it looked brand new.

Holy crap! A renovation team?

He then asked Xu Qinglan about Lao Liu's health.

"The old man is out of danger. He has accident insurance, so there's no need to worry about medical expenses."

Yang Hui relaxed a lot, watching Yan Yiming grab a small steamed bun in each hand and wolf it down.

"Don't you have school today?"

Yan Yiming mumbled, "It's Saturday today. I don't know what Pei Feng has been busy with these past few days. I was bored at home by myself, so I came to your place to hang out for a while."

Yang replied knowingly, "I still need to go to Songfeng Martial Arts Club. Are you coming?"

"No, it's pointless. The last time I went, their eyes were so fierce. I've already reported the incident to the management bureau. I don't want to see them at all."

Yan Yiming nestled on the sofa, playing a handheld game with both hands.

If he hadn't given his background yesterday, it would have just been a typical conflict.

However, Yan Yiming has already stated where he comes from, and the martial arts disciples are still indignant. It's not something that can be resolved by simply saying sorry afterward.

Yang replied, "Alright then, I'll go by myself. You can keep an eye on the firm for me, and contact me if anything comes up."

He raised one hand and made an OK sign.

Yang Hui requisitioned Lao Liu's electric scooter again.

He arrived at the alley from yesterday and parked his electric scooter.

Yang Hui walked into the alley and looked up from time to time, noticing that many cameras with red dots had appeared on the eaves.

Yan Yiming has already informed the Administration Bureau about the behavior of the martial arts club disciples yesterday.

There are many more surveillance cameras today.

He revealed his family background yesterday, but it only fueled the anger of young people.

Fortunately, he defeated Zhao Feng fairly and squarely on stage.

Yang Hui arrived at the black lacquered wooden door again and reached out to knock.

On the second knock, someone opened the door.

It's that same young man from yesterday.

This time, however, his attitude was noticeably better, and he nodded to Yang Hui, saying:

"You've arrived. My master instructed that you go directly to the main room upon your arrival."

Yesterday's hot-blooded youth is today's face filled with respect.

As Yang Hui stepped across the threshold, he saw a group of young people forming a square formation, with Zhao Feng guiding them on how to exert force, his hands behind his back.

Upon seeing him enter, most people's eyes involuntarily turned to Yang Hui.

Zhao Feng noticed it too, but he acted as if he hadn't seen it and loudly reprimanded the distracted disciple.

Yang Hui walked through yesterday's alleyway and passed yesterday's high platform.

These young people have a simple idea: you reap what you sow, and hard work will bring results.

This is especially precious on a planet like Earth today, like a fleeting bubble, protected by many.

Yang Hui entered the main room, where Chen Jingfeng sat in a sandalwood chair, having already prepared tea.

He led Yang Hui to a seat. Yang Hui took a sip of tea, and his mind immediately cleared, the dizziness he had felt since waking up lessened.

Chen Jingfeng said, "This is Yunwu tea from Longhu Mountain. It has the effect of clearing the mind and spirit. A few years ago, when Songfeng Martial Arts Club was still quite famous, we went to the mountain to give it as a return gift."

"Longhu Mountain?"

Yang Hui was stunned, and scenes from comics, movies, and novels played out in his mind.

"Is there really a Celestial Master on Mount Longhu?"

"Of course there are. With the advent of the Blue Star Scripture, they are much more open-minded than an old fogey like me." Chen Jingfeng sipped his hot tea and said, "Their disciples have exceptional character, and for them, the Scripture is more like an aid to cultivation."

Yang Hui's thoughts were racing.

Chen Jingfeng tapped the table lightly, waited a moment, and then said, "Earlier today, people from the Bureau came, and Zhao Feng decided to join the Bureau and start from scratch."

Master Chen didn't mention what the Management Bureau was there for, but Yang Hui noticed something from the surveillance footage outside.

"Zhao Feng, he..." Yang Hui opened his mouth, wanting to ask if they didn't want to rely on external help from the entry?

"After Zhao Feng conceded defeat yesterday, he found me in the middle of the night. He was very confused and hoped I could tell him what to do. I suggested that he unlock the initial entry and join the Administration Bureau."

Yang Hui remained silent; this was an internal matter for them.

Chen Jingfeng continued, "Songfeng Martial Arts Society has adhered to its old beliefs for decades. I don't want a tragedy like Alai's to happen again, and he agreed."

People's ideas only begin to be confused and rebuilt after they have been shattered.

"That's good. Matsukaze Martial Arts Club is keeping up with the times."

Chen Jingfeng nodded, walked to the wooden dummy next to him, and said, "Give me a punch."

Yang Hui stood still, assumed a fighting stance, lowered his waist and sat firmly, and threw a straight punch into the center of the stake.

boom!

The wooden stake shook violently, leaving shallow dents on its surface.

Chen Jingfeng said, "Your strength has increased a bit since yesterday, but it's still scattered and superficial; only 30% of your full strength penetrates."

"Again, this time close your eyes and sense the presence of the wooden stake before you throw a punch."

Yang Hui closed his eyes, trying to relax his mind and body.

Suddenly, a jumble of thoughts arose, but only for a moment, and then a flash of inspiration struck him.

He threw another punch, this time feeling the flow of his blood and the stretching of his muscles. Gradually, he seemed to touch the outline of the wooden stake, not with his eyes, but with the skin that his fist was about to touch.

boom!

The sound was a bit muffled than before, the wooden stake swayed less, but the dent was deeper.

"Furthermore, regarding the use of the elbow, the key to the 'Bang' technique is to concentrate power into a single point and unleash it through the body. Use the feeling you just experienced!"

"Come on! Elbow thrust!"

Yang Hui stepped forward with his left foot and his right foot, turning his upper body 180° to the right. He pushed his right fist with his left palm, using the momentum to thrust his right elbow forward and upward.

boom! ! !

The wooden stake made a dull thud!

Yang moved his feet back and pulled his elbow out of the stake.

The force penetrates the entire shaft, flowing continuously from front to back!

Chen Jingfeng nodded and said, "Remember how you felt just now. You've grasped the basics. Before you make a move, calm your mind. Only with a tranquil mind can you strike with lightning speed!"

Yang Hui practiced for most of the day.

At first, only one or two out of ten punches could deliver "penetrating force," but later he gradually found the feeling.

The key is to calm down; the moment before making a move is crucial.

Fortunately, he had Golden Thunder as his support.

At sunset.

He was in excruciating pain all over his body, drenched in sweat, and his stamina had almost reached its limit.

They were then informed that the bone-strengthening and wind-quenching liquid was ready.