High Martial Arts: Unmatched in Reality - Ascending Beyond the Game

Yogan was a student at the best martial arts high school in Linhai City—Linhai No. 1 Middle School.

At just 16 years old and in his second year of high school, Yogan's progress in martial arts was unmatched among his peers. However, despite his rapid advancements, his current martial arts strength, reliant on the basic breathing method, had yet to push him into the ranks of a first-grade warrior.

For now, he was a high-level martial arts apprentice, and while his progress was impressive, there was still a considerable gap between him and the truly elite martial artists.

The most talented senior in the third year of high school, it was rumored, had only recently broken through the sixth level of first-grade martial arts. To achieve second-grade martial arts at Yogan's age would have been nothing short of legendary.

This was why Lara, his classmate and self-proclaimed rival, was deeply shaken when she heard a startling piece of news.

A girl of the same age had already achieved second-grade martial arts.

Lara, who had always regarded Yogan as her biggest competitor, felt as though she'd been struck by lightning. The revelation left her breathless. She quickly pulled out her phone, determined to find out more.

"Ye Xinghe, second-grade warrior, Guangning No. 1 Middle School, recommended to Kyoto Shengwu University, participated in the Qianlong Training Camp…" Lara read aloud as she scrolled through her phone. Her voice wavered slightly, betraying her disbelief.

"Qianlong Training Camp… Yogan, do you know her?" Lara asked, holding up her phone.

On the screen was a girl with a cold, stoic expression. Even through the digital image, her eyes shone with a piercing sharpness, like a blade ready to strike.

Yogan glanced at the screen and nodded nonchalantly. "Yeah, I know her."

Not only did he know her, but he was also quite familiar with her abilities.

Ye Xinghe wasn't just a second-grade warrior; she was also a sword cultivator—one of the most formidable in the entire region.

"Then why don't you look surprised? Doesn't this news bother you at all?" Lara pressed, her brows furrowing in frustration.

She had expected Yogan to show some reaction—anything that hinted at shock or a surge of competitive spirit.

"I'm not as easily rattled as you," Yogan replied casually, waving her off as he walked away.

"Where are you going?" Lara called after him, clearly annoyed by his indifferent attitude.

"Internet café. To play games," he said, his figure disappearing down the tree-lined path.

Lara stomped her foot in irritation. She couldn't understand how someone could remain so calm after hearing such monumental news.

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Yogan's life was a mix of simplicity and monotony. Aside from eating and sleeping, his days were divided between attending school—an obligation forced upon him by his family—and indulging in his personal passion: gaming.

He was a regular at the Jiemie Internet Café.

"Single room, two bags of snacks, and a bottle of water," Yogan said as he approached the counter.

"Got it," the network administrator replied with a sweet smile. She was used to seeing Yogan around and had come to recognize him as a frequent customer.

After logging his information and handing him a network card, she added a friendly wink.

Yogan chose this particular café for three reasons: the environment was quiet, the staff were friendly, and most importantly, the equipment was top-notch.

As a high-level martial arts apprentice, his heightened senses and reflexes meant that even the slightest lag in a gaming setup could ruin his experience. Here, everything ran smoothly, and he could immerse himself in the game without distractions.

His game of choice was Alien Invasion, a cutting-edge title that combined the latest 3D VR projection technology with an intense storyline based on real-world events.

Yogan had been hooked on the game for months, squeezing in time between school and other obligations to progress through its challenging levels.

Tonight, he was finally set to face the final boss.

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Two hours later, Yogan leaned back in his chair, pulling off the VR headset with a sigh.

He had defeated the boss, but the victory left him feeling empty.

The final battle had been challenging, but it lacked the thrill he had been craving—the kind of rush that made his heart race and his hands tremble.

"I hope Alien Invasion 2 does better than this," he muttered, rubbing his temples.

Packing up his belongings, Yogan left the private gaming room.

As he stepped out, a sudden chill washed over him.

"The air conditioning is way too low," he grumbled, pulling his jacket tighter around him.

But as he continued walking, something felt… off.

He stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening in disbelief.

Towering trees surrounded him, their massive trunks stretching skyward. The familiar walls of the internet café were gone, replaced by rocky terrain and dense foliage.

"What the hell…?"

Yogan spun around, searching for the door he had just walked through. But it had vanished.

Instead, a rocky hill loomed in the distance.

"Is this some kind of hidden game level? Or… am I dreaming?"

Before he could make sense of the situation, a piercing scream echoed through the air.

"No… No!"

Yogan froze.

The voice was human.

And it belonged to a woman.

Without hesitation, he sprinted toward the source of the sound.

Years of gaming had taught him one thing: when something like this happens, follow the story.

Crossing the hill, Yogan's breath caught in his throat.

Before him lay a city in ruins.

The ground was cracked, and skyscrapers lay toppled, their once-proud structures reduced to rubble.

The desolation was overwhelming. Blood stained the shattered streets, mingling with the debris of a once-thriving metropolis.

Yogan's mind reeled as he took in the scene. This level of destruction… it was too real. No game studio, no matter how advanced, could create something so detailed and horrifying.

As he moved cautiously through the ruins, another scream cut through the silence.

"Please… let us go!"

The voice was hoarse, filled with terror.

Yogan clenched his fists, forcing himself to stay calm.

Taking a deep breath, he pressed on, following the sound.

The devastation grew worse the further he went. Severed limbs lay scattered among the rubble, and the air reeked of death.

His heart pounded in his chest.

What kind of catastrophe could have caused such widespread annihilation?

Finally, a transparent light curtain materialized in front of him.

Yogan glanced at it, his eyes narrowing.

[Yogan]

Strength: Advanced Martial Arts Apprentice

Martial Arts: Basic Breathing Method (80/100)

As he processed the strange display, a mechanical female voice spoke in his ear:

"Welcome to Alien Beast Apocalypse!"

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The realization hit him like a thunderbolt.

This wasn't just a game anymore.

This was real.

And he had no idea how to survive it.

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