Chapter 00134: A Tough Target
# A Tough Target
Chapter 134
Novel: AFK Game: Portal to Another World
Chapter 134: A Tough Target
On the other side, Li Chengxi opened his shop on time as usual, ringing up a group of students buying bread and milk.
He opened at seven, and by the time he finished with the morning rush, it was almost eight o'clock.
Due to the four-hour time difference, Li Chengxi wasn't actually in a hurry to check the game in the morning, since most people in there would still be fast asleep at this hour.
Yang Yiyi, however, was an exception.
The girl went to bed early and woke up early every day, always getting up around four in the morning to start practicing her fist techniques.
Then, as soon as he opened his laptop, he saw the men in black outside her room on the screen.
Talk about good timing.
Just as it happened, Yang Yiyi was already up, standing by her bed in a thin robe and peering toward the door.
Li Chengxi immediately picked up his microphone.
"Be careful, something's wrong. I see a group of men in black sneaking in."
He could clearly see the chibi figure of Yang Yiyi on the screen start to panic, looking a little flustered.
"Could it be people sent by the Liu Family?"
"I don't know, I can't see clearly from my end."
Li Chengxi instinctively right-clicked on the men in black outside the door, wanting to check their character panels, but he immediately found that the dropdown menu wouldn't open.
Unlike in the Fantasy Script, in the Wuxia Script, Li Chengxi couldn't just point and click wherever he wanted to see; the camera view had to follow the Jade Tablet.
Although he could see the men in black through the door because of the top-down perspective, he still needed Yang Yiyi to get them in her line of sight to view their character attributes.
This was where the benefits of being a Demon God became apparent.
If this were with Viola, Li Chengxi could solve the problem just by sticking a finger in, instead of only being able to watch like this.
"Don't panic yet, maybe they're not here for us. They could just be passing by... okay, they're not passing by."
Li Chengxi saw two of the men in black, who had been moving forward in a crouch, stop right outside her room.
Yang Yiyi had never experienced anything like this and was instantly terrified.
Watching the screen, Li Chengxi had a thought.
These men in black were clearly planning to attack at four in the morning, when people are in their deepest sleep.
In that case, couldn't they turn the tables and ambush them instead?
"Back up a bit, bunch up the quilt to make it look like someone's sleeping."
Li Chengxi was about to say to stuff a pillow under the quilt, but then he noticed the inn used ceramic pillows, which weren't nearly big enough.
However, Yang Yiyi was very quick.
In just a few moves, she had piled up the quilt to look like a sleeping person.
In the dark, one wouldn't notice anything wrong at a glance.
"Put on the Tiger Fur Vest first, there's no time for anything else. Hide behind the table, right in the corner next to the flowerpot. That's right, crouch down and don't make a sound."
The vest gifted by the Tiger Demon was his most useful piece of equipment.
It was impervious to blades and spears, essentially a piece of soft armor.
Wearing it would provide the best possible protection for her upper body.
Just as Li Chengxi finished quietly instructing Yang Yiyi to get into position, the men in black began to move.
They slowly wet the paper on the window, gently poked a hole with a finger, and slid a hand in under the window.
Like a freely moving snake, their hand silently lifted the door latch without making a sound.
A crack appeared as the door opened.
Li Chengxi clearly saw one of the men in black glance inside, as if to confirm someone was there.
Then, two of them entered, their feet hugging the floor as they moved cautiously.
They even remembered to put the latch back in place—how considerate.
It was a physical kind of consideration, one might say.
Latching the door was to prevent the target from escaping.
Although the inn's wooden door had a paper window that could be broken with a strong push, it would still serve as a minor obstacle.
The two split up, one to the left and one to the right, moving quickly along the edges of the room toward the bed.
The advantage of this was that if one failed, the other could quickly follow up.
From their movements, it was obvious they were professional killers who did dirty work, not just petty thieves.
The man in black moving along the left wall had now spotted the clothes Yang Yiyi had left on the bed, as well as the raised quilt.
He nodded to his companion, then drew a dagger that glinted faintly in the darkness and approached the bed step by step.
"Right Pushing Hand!"
Just as he got close, Yang Yiyi leaped out from her hiding spot.
The man, completely unprepared for an ambush inside the room, took a palm strike to the chest from Yang Yiyi without any resistance.
With a burst of palm energy, the man who was hit didn't even have a chance to scream before he was sent flying and splattered against the wall behind him.
Seeing this, the other man in black immediately drew his dagger.
With a shift of his feet, he appeared like a ghost at Yang Yiyi's left shoulder.
His footwork was highly deceptive; in Yang Yiyi's eyes, the man darted left and right, more slippery than an eel.
Since she couldn't see him clearly, she decided not to look.
Yang Yiyi struck out with another palm.
"Left Pushing Hand!"
She simply thrust out her left hand.
The move was simple and direct; an ordinary person could easily dodge it if they saw it coming, let alone this man who was more agile than a rabbit.
But even though he clearly dodged it, he ran headfirst into a blast of palm wind larger than her hand and was thrown to the ground on the spot.
Yang Yiyi was using the Black Bear's Three Pushing Hands.
The moves were simple, but they carried a palm energy that could pass through the body, so the actual area of effect was several times larger than her palm.
The man who was knocked down reacted quickly.
Before Yang Yiyi could step forward to deliver another blow, he executed a Black Dragon Coiling Pillar, flipping to his feet.
He leaped high into the air as if on wires, kicking both feet toward Yang Yiyi's head.
This was Yang Yiyi's first time fighting a person.
She had only ever sparred with demons before, and her lack of experience was obvious.
Faced with the incoming pair of feet, Yang Yiyi's first instinct was to block with her arms, taking two solid kicks.
Only then did she react and start punching at the kicking legs.
Normally, an arm can't overpower a leg, but with two dull thuds, the man in black grunted in pain.
It was his feet that were fractured by her fists.
The points from the Sky-Upholding Stone had all been allocated to her physique.
In terms of pure physical strength, Yang Yiyi would not lose; one could even say they were not in the same league.
After just a few kicks, the man in black had both his feet broken by Yang Yiyi's fists and immediately lost his balance in mid-air.
Yang Yiyi seized the opportunity, took a step forward, and delivered a standard Lunge Punch to the falling man's chest.
A visible shockwave could even be seen passing through his body from the punch.
It was an incredibly solid hit.
The next moment, the man in black followed in his companion's footsteps and was also splattered against the wall.
Seeing that she had easily dealt with the men in black with just a few punches and kicks, Yang Yiyi jumped for joy on the spot.
This made her feel one step closer to her dream of becoming a Great Hero.
But just then, a sharp tearing sound came from the door.
Someone had crashed through the paper window on the door and burst into the room.
This was also a man in black.
He must have heard the commotion, assumed something had gone wrong, and immediately broke in to provide support.
He glanced at the two men splattered on the wall, then looked at Yang Yiyi and immediately took a stance, as if silently communicating to her, 'This mark is tough.'
Compared to the two rookies with daggers, this man in black wore a pair of iron gloves on his right hand.
Judging by his posture, he seemed to practice a Claw Art, and looked like he wouldn't be easy to deal with...
(End of Chapter)