Game Invasion: A new term for each level

Yang Hui looked at Wang Di above his head and his breathing became heavier.

He hadn't expected Teacher Wang to have this trick up his sleeve.

Flying is something that humans desperately desire, and humans build airplanes to send people into space.

Standing on a rooftop overlooking the city always brings a unique feeling.

People enjoy the power that comes with a high level of achievement.

As the saying goes: "High-level players hit low-level players, and good-for-nothings hit low-level players."

Wang Di didn't move, his hands behind his back, and Yang Hui felt a chill run down his spine.

call out!

A whooshing sound came from the air.

Yang Hui instinctively dodged, leaving a thin dent where he had stood.

He broke out in a cold sweat; with his eyesight, he could only see a blurry trace in the air.

"Yang Hui, you need to be careful." Wang Di smiled gently.

Around him, countless swirling vortexes of air gathered, twisting and contorting.

Alarm bells rang loudly in Yang Hui's mind.

shhhhhh!

The ground crackled and popped for a full three minutes, and the attacks from the air continued!

The reserve personnel watching the game in the stadium stared blankly at this scene.

In their understanding, this was something that ordinary people could not contend with.

It was as if he were sitting in a helicopter, holding a machine gun and indiscriminately firing down.

The key point is that he can fly on his own without having to carry a machine gun; a thought is all it takes to pull the trigger.

How do we fight this?

Yuan Hao thought so too. At present, Teacher Wang has shown absolute dominance. Even if he were to face him, he would be at a complete disadvantage in a 1v1 situation.

If you actually encounter this in a real-life one-on-one situation, and you survive the first wave by sheer luck, running away and calling for backup is the best option.

Thinking back to how I had just given way to him at the entrance, I thought I had shown the spirit of a strong person.

As a result of Wang Di's display of strength, his face became somewhat flushed.

"Brother Yuan! Why is your face so red?"

"Full of energy! It's a bit hot in the arena."

"After he loses, why don't you go down and have a go at that teacher too? I want to see you show your skills."

Yuan Hao didn't speak, but just gave the person who made the suggestion a cold look.

The man's face was already imprinted in his mind; he had memorized him.

This person actually made me lose face; they must be either stupid or malicious!

The man chuckled twice after being glanced at.

Lu Xing kept shuffling the playing cards in his hand, constantly drawing cards from his hand and putting them back in.

The venue was packed with people, and the two-seater seats were the best viewing area, but a vacuum had formed around them, and no one dared to sit there.

"What do you think?" Lu Xing asked Ji Wei.

"The initial assessment is that it should be around level 40. The attribute ability is related to wind, and it has the ability to stay in the air. The things it shoots may be wind balls or wind blades. Yang Hui's handling was fine. He took the initiative and engaged in close combat at the start. It's just that the attribute value is still too low. If I were in charge, the situation would be different."

Lu Xing said helplessly, "Yang Hui's level is too low, only a dozen or so. Wang Di is at least forty or so. His attribute combination must be very clever, otherwise he could not be a teacher in the special class. In addition, his attributes are improved every ten levels, at least four times. His attribute value is already stronger than many people."

As if trying to convince himself, he drew another playing card.

Lu Xing stared at it for a few seconds. In fact, he knew the probability in an instant, but he didn't understand it and didn't believe it.

Yang Hui has a 60% chance of killing Wang Di!

What's going on? His entries almost never have any problems.

He would accept even if Yang Hui had only a 5% chance, since nothing is 100% certain and everything is infinitely close to perfection.

The probability of a person being killed by anything is never 0%.

But a 60% probability is alarmingly high.

Why is there a 60% chance that Yang Hui can kill Wang Di?

This left Lü Xing completely baffled. Could it be that he hadn't been sleeping well lately? Or was there a malfunction or deviation in the entry's effect?

Wang Di stood with his feet dangling in the air, ten meters above the ground, a gentle smile on his face, like a kind old man wearing glasses.

If we ignore the fact that he is standing on empty air.

However, his men showed no sign of holding back, and had been relentlessly attacking his feet for almost five minutes.

The fact that no one called for a halt meant that Yang Hui was not in mortal danger.

Actually, he felt that the practical test could be stopped. He was a level 45 person, over thirty years old, and it wasn't right to bully a young person like this.

Besides, Yang Hui has already persisted for so long.

Even Wang Di felt a slight tingling in his temples after such a long period of continuous output.

So he stopped; he had to go to class soon.

The explosions gradually subsided, revealing Yang Hui's figure.

At first, Yang Hui was indeed very flustered because he could hardly detect the direction of the attack.

He could only dodge passively, but luckily his agility was quite high, but that meant he would always get hit!

suddenly!

In an instant!

Golden thunder exploded in my heart!

It instantly shattered Yang Hui's panicked emotions.

Thunder rumbled and boomed incessantly in my ears.

Yang Hui closed his eyes and lost his sight.

But his heart gradually calmed down.

He can hear the sound of blood flowing in his veins and feel the wind through his skin.

The invisible attack took on a distinct color, like ripples on the surface of water, sliding through the air and creating turbulence.

Yang Hui turned his head slightly and felt a gentle breeze brush past his ear.

He was like a small boat in a torrential rain.

However, dust kept rising from the stadium, and no one saw this scene.

When Wang Di felt a sharp pain in his temples and stopped,

As the dust settled, Yang Hui's hand was revealed first.

He extended his index finger and thumb, retracted the other three fingers, and pointed them at Wang Di in the air as if he were holding a gun.

This is the second term he promoted: "finger gun".

But essentially, it's still the "seductive glance" activated through blinking.

Wang Di was puzzled. Why was he pointing at him with his finger?

To simulate real combat, Xu Qinglan did not separately disclose the relevant terms to either side.

In other words, Wang Di didn't know what specific terms Yang Hui was using for his public promotion.

Yang Hui slowly opened his eyes, aimed them at Wang Di, and softly uttered a syllable.

"Bang!"

At the same time, he blinked one eye and raised his arm as if a bullet had actually been fired.

Wang Di was still puzzled.

suddenly!

His head snapped back, and his square glasses shattered with a crack.

It felt like taking a heavy punch head-on!

Yang Hui currently has 15 points in Strength attribute, and the power of [Charming Eyes] is equivalent to half of his Strength attribute!

In other words, the power of each blink he makes now is equivalent to the power of each punch he threw in the octagon before.

Wang Di steadied himself and felt a warm sensation on his nose. He touched it with his finger and found that he was bleeding from his nose.

He was somewhat surprised and was about to say something when he heard two soft sounds.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Wang Di quickly covered his head with his arms. He had no way to neutralize the kinetic energy of this invisible attack using airflow.

But this time, Yang Hui wasn't aiming for his head.

It was his knees!

Wang Di's knee joint made a crisp cracking sound as his lower leg bent.

He lost his footing and fell straight down.

It was like a helicopter crashing, falling to the ground.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure rush forward and suddenly slam down with an elbow!

Mamba elbow strike!

It's all about kicking someone when they're down! It's about pressing your advantage!