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

"Panel? Game?"

"Apocalypse of the alien beasts?"

Yogan's eyes widened, his mind swirling with confusion. How could this be possible? A moment ago, the idea of this being a game felt like a stretch, yet here he was staring at a floating panel that seemed all too real.

The panel listed his current martial arts strength: Advanced Martial Artist Apprentice.

But what truly caught his attention was the progress bar next to the Basic Breathing Method (80/100).

"Could this mean I can level up by earning points? Like in a game?" Yogan muttered, narrowing his eyes.

The idea was absurd, but the mechanics were too familiar to ignore.

"It'll probably make sense later," he reasoned, dismissing the thought for now. Without further delay, he turned and ran toward the desperate cries echoing through the ruins.

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The broken road stretched endlessly, flanked by the remnants of collapsed buildings. Time and weather had worn them down, leaving jagged edges and deep cracks. Every step Yogan took was accompanied by the eerie silence of a place long abandoned.

Finally, he reached a dilapidated two-story structure. The cries came from within.

"Let me go…"

The voice was faint, hoarse, and filled with despair. Yogan could also hear the sickening sound of chewing, making his stomach churn.

He ascended the broken staircase cautiously, his senses heightened by years of martial arts training. The air reeked of blood, the stench almost unbearable. As he reached the second floor, the sight before him made his breath catch.

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Corpses littered the floor, their bodies mangled beyond recognition. Blood had pooled and seeped into the cracks of the cement, painting the ground a deep crimson.

In the center of the room, a thin woman crawled forward, her face pale and drenched in sweat. Behind her, a hulking figure crouched over a corpse, devouring it with grotesque fervor.

The creature's appearance was both horrifying and surreal. It had the body of a man but the face of a pig, complete with sharp tusks and coarse, bristly hair. Its thick muscles bulged as it tore flesh from the corpse with its fangs.

"A beast-man?" Yogan thought, his heart racing. He'd read about alien beasts in books, but this creature was far more terrifying than anything he could have imagined.

The monster stood up, towering over three meters tall. Its dark eyes gleamed with malice as it stalked toward the crawling woman.

Yogan's breathing quickened. The Basic Breathing Method activated instinctively, gathering energy from the surrounding air and steadying his nerves.

The pig-headed creature reached out a clawed hand toward the woman. Yogan acted on instinct.

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A sharp pebble, infused with Yogan's energy, flew toward the creature's head. It struck with a loud crack but barely left a mark, only managing to draw its attention.

The beast turned, its crimson eyes locking onto Yogan.

"Another meal? How delightful!" it growled, its voice guttural and dripping with malice.

Yogan didn't hesitate. He bolted down the stairs, his mind racing.

"This thing's defenses are too strong. Even at full strength, I don't stand a chance," he thought. His only option was to outsmart it.

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The chase began. Yogan sprinted out of the building, the monster close behind. Its powerful legs propelled it forward in massive leaps, each one closing the distance between them.

"Think, Yogan, think!" he muttered, scanning his surroundings. The collapsed streets and crumbling buildings offered little in terms of weaponry. Then his eyes landed on a nearby ten-story building.

"It's risky, but it might work," he thought, clenching his fists.

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Yogan dashed into the towering structure, its walls barely holding up after years of neglect. The interior was dark and filled with debris, but he navigated it with ease.

The monster followed, its heavy footsteps shaking the ground with each step.

"You can't escape, little prey!" it roared, its voice echoing through the building.

Yogan ignored the taunts. He focused on his plan. Years of playing strategy games had taught him one thing: sometimes, the environment was the best weapon.

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He located a support pillar on the first floor, its concrete cracked and worn. Channeling his energy, he struck it with all his might. The pillar crumbled, sending a tremor through the building.

The monster hesitated for a moment, then laughed.

"Is that all you've got?" it sneered, charging toward him.

Yogan didn't respond. He moved to the next support pillar, repeating the process.

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The building groaned ominously, dust and debris falling from the ceiling. Yogan could feel his muscles burning, his breathing labored. But he couldn't stop now.

The monster, now enraged, tore through walls in its pursuit.

"I'll devour you piece by piece!" it roared, swiping at Yogan with its massive claws.

Yogan narrowly dodged, the creature's claws missing him by mere inches.

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Finally, he reached the last support pillar. Summoning every ounce of strength he had left, Yogan delivered a powerful blow.

The pillar shattered, and the building began to collapse.

Yogan sprinted toward the exit, the sound of falling debris and the monster's enraged screams echoing behind him.

He leaped out just as the structure caved in, a cloud of dust and rubble engulfing everything in sight.

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Yogan lay on the ground, panting heavily. His body ached, and his energy was nearly depleted. But he was alive.

He stared at the pile of rubble, waiting for any sign of movement. After a few tense moments, there was nothing.

"It worked," he whispered, a faint smile forming on his lips.

But his relief was short-lived.

A loud roar erupted from the rubble, and the debris shifted. The pig-headed monster emerged, battered but very much alive.

"Impossible…" Yogan muttered, his heart sinking.

The creature's crimson eyes burned with rage as it locked onto him.

"You'll pay for that!" it snarled, charging toward him once more.

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Yogan struggled to his feet, his body screaming in protest. He had no strength left to fight.

As the monster closed in, a blinding light erupted from the sky.

A figure descended, cloaked in radiant energy. The newcomer landed between Yogan and the monster, their presence exuding overwhelming power.

"Looks like you could use some help," the figure said, glancing back at Yogan with a confident smile.

Yogan could only nod, his body collapsing from exhaustion as the battle continued.

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To Be Continued…

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