Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Dozens per second, the points bar jumps wildly, piling up in fives, more than three hundred per second.

"I bought it for 50,000 points, and I broke even in just a few minutes."

He retreated while sweeping, bullets spraying like water behind him... The insects charged forward fearlessly, but if they were hit by a single bullet, they would surely be killed without a trace.

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound pierced the air as a missile hurtled towards them.

The slower players had barely looked up when they were blown into a bloody mist.

With a clang, a high-speed sniper bullet struck Lin Quan's protective qi, bounced off, and embedded itself three feet into the ground.

When the Pure Yang Divine Skill is cultivated to a high level, the罡气 (罡气 is a type of internal energy) and 真气 (真气 is a type of internal energy) are fused into one, which is called罡元力 (罡元力 is a type of internal energy). Now, this power far exceeds ordinary罡气 or innate 真气, and is close to the power of 真元 (真元 is a type of internal energy).

"Damn, there's a sniper."

Lin Quan cursed under his breath, grabbed Song Shu'er and Ivanka, and left.

Fortunately, the distance was far enough; otherwise, even if that spear could not penetrate the Qi Yuan power, it would have been enough to numb half of his body for half a day.

After taking cover in the partially collapsed bunker, he squinted and scanned the area... The sandstorm blinded him, but even a kilometer away, the figures of Li Xiaochuan and Du Fenze were still clearly visible.

While those few people were firing at other players, Lin Quan raised his arm and swept it horizontally. The Gatling gun roared, and a hail of bullets rained down.

One, two, three... members of the Demon Team collapsed one after another, twitching twice before falling still.

"183,000 points... This time, it's a sure thing."

When they retreated to the entrance of the underground base, a headcount revealed fewer than thirty people.

"President Wang?" Ma Feng was taken aback.

Wang Linjian… nicknamed Wang the Cannon… was wiping the soot from his forehead when he looked up and saw Ma Feng. He was also taken aback: “President Ma? What a coincidence.”

"That's right." Ma Feng laughed.

Wang Dapao stepped aside and pointed to the old man beside him: "Mr. Ma, this is the Martial Saint Sun Lutang."

Ye Wen clasped his hands in a respectful gesture, his posture extremely upright: "Elder Sun."

Sun Lutang frowned and looked him up and down: "Who are you?"

"Wing Chun, Ye Wen."

The old man nodded: "I've heard of that name."

Back then, Ye Wen's kung fu was not yet at its peak, and he didn't even make a fuss in the martial arts world.

Sun Lutang, known as the "Martial Saint," swept across the north and south of the Yangtze River, and was undefeated.

Ye Wen was only slightly famous in the Guangdong and Guangxi regions, and his actual combat skills were mediocre.

In terms of real skill, he was at best on par with Huo Yuanjia, or even slightly inferior.

谷躖

In Sun Lutang's eyes, the only people he could truly respect were Li Wenshu and Yang Luchan.

Later records also confirm that Sun Lutang was indeed superior to Li Wenshu and Yang Luchan.

"Master Ye, I've heard so much about you." Wang Dapao smiled and extended his hand.

"Mr. Ma, Mr. Wang." Liu Dongqiang led Huang Feihong closer.

"Master Sun." Huang Feihong clasped his hands in a respectful gesture.

Before long, Ma Huyou, Wang Dapao, Liu Dongqiang, Huang Feihong, Ye Wen, Li Xiaolong, and Sun Lutang formed a team.

Both Wang Dapao and Sun Lutang have completed three mission worlds, giving them a solid foundation.

Sun Lutang, who already had a solid foundation, became even more steady and sharp after three rounds of training.

Even the weakest player who manages to survive and storm into the underground base possesses physical abilities and reflexes far exceeding those of ordinary Starship soldiers.

Lin Quan, Ivanka, and Song Shuer retreated to a secluded spot.

"Brother Quan, did you forget to count the bullets on that Gatling gun you were using?" Ivanka asked in a low voice.

"Mm." Lin Quan nodded.

"How many points?"

"Fifty thousand." Lin Quan's gaze swept towards the couple in the distance... The two were talking and laughing in a foreign language.

He secretly admired him for having the leisure to chat about foreign languages ​​at such a critical juncture.

But the next second, he frowned: "No... the man is parasitized, and so is the woman."

Before he could finish speaking, the fireball was released and exploded with a deafening roar. The two men instantly turned into charred corpses.

The commotion alerted the surrounding area, and several figures immediately gathered around.

"Who did it?" an officer demanded.

"Me." Lin Quan drew his short knife, sliced ​​open a corpse, and picked out a wriggling worm.

"They...were parasitized?" The officer looked incredulous.

"Kill them," another officer ordered directly.

Lin Quan didn't waste any words; his blade flashed repeatedly. Anyone whose gun was pointed at him fell to the ground.

"What's next?" a female soldier asked.

"Everyone gather together, check them one by one," Lin Quan said calmly.

The main god assigned a suitable identity to each player.

Lin Quan's soul attribute is 1,608, and his perception far surpasses that of ordinary people.

He could tell at a glance if there was any foreign object moving inside his body, and he would strike without hesitation.

For every parasite killed, ten points are added to the account.

Some people have more than a dozen fist-sized living creatures coiled inside their bellies.

General Sheffield of Starship Troopers was also killed by him with a single blow to the throat.

After the underground base was cleared out, only three female soldiers remained who had not been parasitized.

As for the other soldiers, Lin Quan never held back once they raised their guns and aimed at him.

He chose a metal-structured room as a temporary base.

After walking around, we went up to the top of the observation tower.

Looking around, the fields were filled with swarms of insects, covering the sky and the earth.

The six-barreled Gatling gun was firmly mounted, the trigger pulled all the way down... bullets rained down like a storm.

Wherever it passed, insect shells shattered and severed limbs flew everywhere.

Liu Dongqiang chatted with Sahara about football, and the more they talked, the more enthusiastic they became.

Ma Feng's quick wit made Jill laugh so hard she almost fell over.

Wang Linjian and the remaining female sergeant chatted enthusiastically.

For the past two or three months in the Main God Space, I've either been taking on missions or honing my skills.

They couldn't bear to exchange items worth 500 points.

But once you're in the story world, if you meet someone you click with, you can relax for a moment, and nobody will stop you.

Can we go back to reality? Nobody can guarantee it.

Whether we can succeed in the main storyline this time is still uncertain.

Pick the flowers when they bloom, don't wait until they wither before reaching out.

Liu Dongqiang, Wang Linjian, and Ma Feng each had a good grasp of the character and successfully made connections with each other.

On the watchtower, Lin Quan's hands never stopped, and swarms of insects fell one after another.

Kill one, and you'll gain five points.

"Damn, almost there... taste my Tier 4 Lightning Ball!"

The radius of a fourth-order lightning ball is three times that of a third-order ball, and its power is several times greater.

One shot hit, and the swarm of insects within a 27-meter radius froze instantly, turning charred and shattering in a flash.

He raised his hand and threw it again, lightning crackled, and the area around the tower crackled.

Waves of insects crashed in, either blasting them into charred remains or tearing them to pieces.

A strong smell of roasted meat filled the air, a slightly charred and sweet aroma.

"Using superpowers is much faster than using a Gatling gun."

"One lightning ball could easily kill at least six hundred of them."

"Five cents each, that's three thousand cents at a time."

A sixth-tier cultivation level requires a sixth-tier technique, consuming ten soul points.

Using a fifth-tier spell costs one point;

This makes a fourth-order spell cost only 0.1%.

Lin Quan's soul value is 1,608, which theoretically allows him to throw 16,008 fourth-tier lightning balls in a row...

He didn't calculate that in detail; he only felt his hand getting hot, the knife swift, the sound of thunder, and the insect dying.

On the watchtower, he raised his hand and unleashed a fourth-tier lightning ball spell.

Wave after wave of Zerg swarmed forward, only to be electrocuted and charred before they could even get close.

"Bang……"

A sniper bullet tore through the air from a distance, heading straight for them.

"clang!"

The bullet struck the protective shield of the罡元力 (罡元力 is a type of internal energy), sparks flew out, and it flew diagonally away.

He glanced sideways, then grabbed the Infinite Six-Barrel Gatling Gun with a backhand motion, the muzzle flashing repeatedly. The demons didn't even have time to react before they were instantly blown to pieces.