The Deadly Martial Arts of Online Games

Chapter 123



Chapter 123

Now that teams had already been stationed at the front, rear, and both flanks of the stronghold, there was only one task left.

Kill wolves.

One wolf meant 1 point of experience.

The ten Yulong Gang disciples unloaded all the arrows from their backs, opened the bundles, and then took up their sabers to guard their assigned sections.

Wangchuan held his iron-reinforced bow and fired at full speed.

There was no need to draw with full strength. At seventy percent force, Hundred Paces Piercing the Poplar could easily pierce any part of a wolf’s body.

As long as a wolf was killed, his experience would increase by 1 point.

Wangchuan did not even need to aim deliberately.

There were simply too many wolves outside the stronghold.

A black mass surged restlessly below.They could not avoid the arrows even if they wanted to.

Speed was what mattered now.

TWANG!

TWANG!

Wangchuan drew and released in rapid succession.

His experience climbed swiftly.

Chen Ergou, Bai Yuhui, and Hong Kaibao were also firing at high speed. The vibrating hum of bowstrings rang out without pause, and below them wolves whimpered and wailed as they fell one after another.

More wolves clawed their way up along the wooden stakes of the stronghold.

The Yulong Gang disciples were no weaklings.

After the Yulong Gang had sold First-Rank martial arts internally at half price, everyone had cultivated the First-Rank Gale Saber Art. With Hundredfold Steel sabers in hand, a single slash would either decapitate a wolf or sever its limbs, leaving them no chance to climb over the wall and enter the stronghold.

One wolf after another was swept down.

The ground below the stronghold was soaked in blood.

The thick stench of blood further stimulated the wolf pack.

The wolves at the rear shoved forward relentlessly.

More and more wolves leapt against the wooden walls.

Some stepped atop the bodies of fallen wolves and sprang high into the air.

Thud!

Wangchuan calmly shifted his aim, shooting down the most agile wolves without changing his expression. He retrieved another arrow, drew the bow, and fired at the next target.

His speed seemed a notch faster than anyone else’s.

Even Captain Zhao Heiniu, watching from behind, nodded repeatedly, his face full of satisfaction and admiration.

However, on Instructor Yu and Lin Xun’s side, some problems began to surface.

Not everyone brought by the studio had mastered Archery. Even Lin Xun’s and Instructor Yu’s archery skills could only be described as average.

Ever since entering the Jianghu, they had grown accustomed to relying on the blades in their hands. Thus, they focused on hacking at wolves from the wall.

Though they had numbers, their slashing grew chaotic.

More importantly, they failed to notice that the corpses of wolves below had piled up too densely, already forming a mound one to two meters high. The wolves were getting closer and closer to the wall.

Awoooo!

Suddenly, a wolf sprinted up, stepped on the bodies of its companions, and leapt high, directly knocking a Quasi-Martial Artist off his feet.

“Ah!”

The man was slammed down by the force and fell from the wall to the ground, his senses reeling. Before he could react, a wolf bit through his neck. Dark red blood bubbled out in thick spurts.

“No…”

The man was terrified out of his wits. He clutched desperately at the wound, but the wolf shook its jaws violently, tearing his throat completely open. His pupils dilated rapidly, his eyes filled with despair and terror.

Ahhh!

In an apartment on the seventieth floor of the Warring States Building, the man—Li Yuhe—bolted upright from his bed. He fumbled frantically to remove his Gaming Helmet and clutched his throat in lingering fear, his face pale.

The sensation of falling and the tearing pain before being bitten to death were so vivid. He could feel his skin and blood vessels being crushed, blood spraying wildly from his body, his throat ripped open and shaken until it was torn apart completely.

It felt as though the pain had been carved into the depths of his soul.

Li Yuhe staggered into the bathroom and stood before the mirror, repeatedly touching his throat to confirm he was unharmed. Only then did his ragged breathing ease slightly.

But soon his face turned even paler.

His fists clenched, and he smashed the mirror with a punch.

At that moment, someone knocked on the door outside.

Li Yuhe shuddered.

Before he could open it, he heard the door unlock and open.

The usually gentle-sounding robot now spoke in a cold voice.

“Employee Li Yuhe has had his work account revoked for violating contractual clauses. The clearance procedure has now officially begun.”

“Please gather your personal belongings immediately and leave the company.”

“You have fifteen minutes.”

Two robotic security guards stepped inside, their voices emotionless and frigid.

“No, no… I might still be saved! I can still be saved!”

Li Yuhe turned and grabbed his Gaming Helmet, pulling it over his head.

He tried to log in.

The screen was pitch black.

“You have died!”

The system notification was icy.

Li Yuhe froze.

“No… that is impossible. The captain said this was only a training opportunity. It was supposed to be safe.”

“How could I die?”

“I cannot die!”

“If I die, it is over completely!”

His whole body began to tremble. A hysterical scream tore from his throat. “I will die! I do not want to die!”

As a Quasi-Martial Artist, he had clearly already realized the special nature of spirit realm.

“Su Wan!”

“Get out of my way!”

“I want to see Su Wan!”

He rushed out of the room, only to see a man standing in the corridor.

The surveillance camera behind the man had been turned off.

Li Yuhe paid it no mind and charged forward, intending to go to the seventy-fifth floor to find Su Wan.

Suddenly, his vision flipped, and he was slammed hard onto the ground.

Dizzy, he looked up at the man restraining him.

The man’s gaze was indifferent, as though he were looking at a dead person.

“Your emotional fluctuations are intense. As expected, understanding the secret of spirit realm is not a good thing… Since that is the case, we cannot allow you to go out and bid farewell to this world. Return inside and wait for the final judgment.”

With that, he lifted Li Yuhe and carried him back.

“Who are you?”

“Let me go!”

“I want to see Su Wan!”

Li Yuhe struggled desperately, but the man’s arm was like steel, clamped around him as he carried him into the room.

Bang!

The door shut.

All sound was completely cut off.

Only then did the corridor’s surveillance camera light up again with its red indicator.

In the Human Resources office on the seventy-fifth floor, Su Wan looked at the blanked-out section of the surveillance feed on her monitor. She sighed softly and rubbed her temples, muttering to herself:

“Even with a stronghold in place, an accident still happened.”

“Everything in spirit realm is indeed dangerous. It is very difficult to keep it entirely under control.”

“A mere pack of wolves with Quasi-Martial Artist strength can already cause a serious incident. Not to mention the countless variables among the major forces and factions in the Jianghu.”

“How troublesome.”

Su Wan stood and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

“One casualty in the Land-Clearing Reserve Team.”

“I hope the next actions proceed without further accidents.”

“Time is running out.”

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