Life Simulation: Add Tags Starting with Wellness Technique

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nChapter 48: Why Are You Acting Like a Boss When You ‘ re so Weak?!

nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

n“Let’s leave this place first.” Han Zhao looked around at everyone in the courtyard. Other than the registered elders of the Blood Tempering Realm, no one dared to look at him.

nJust now, Han Zhao’s divine might had already proven his strength. He was at least at the Blood Tempering Realm.

nIf it were outside, they would sigh at Han Zhao’s astonishing talent in breaking through to the Blood Tempering Realm at the age of 19.

nHowever, at this moment, there was only fear and regret in their hearts, as well as the desire to live.

nRecalling what Han Zhao had said in the evening, he told them not to sleep at night in an unknown place and not to eat anything from Heiwa’s family. What a wise decision!

nThe funny thing was that they had mocked Han Zhao previously.

nNow, more than half of the 32 people in the group were dead or injured. Other than Han Zhao, the remaining people were all injured.

nMoreover, after being injured, they realized that the cold aura in their bodies was even stronger. Their hands and feet were cold, and their bodies were stiff and weak.

n“That’s right! Leave quickly!” Feng Xiao clutched his chest. He had been struck by Aunt Tao’s claw and his chest was mangled.

nSeeing that Feng Xiao, the strongest person in the original team, also looked like he followed Han Zhao’s lead, everyone naturally had no objections.

n“Let’s go!” Han Zhao pulled Xu Ling and ran out of the courtyard.

nIn a life and death situation, he would rely on his own abilities. Other than Xu Ling, he did not care about anyone else.

nSeeing Han Zhao leave the courtyard, the injured and powerless martial artists seemed to have recovered before death. They crawled up and followed him out.

n“Help!”

nAs soon as they ran out of the courtyard, they heard a series of cries.

nThe few martial artists who had escaped just now ran towards them in a sorry state. Behind them were the women and children from the day.

nTheir faces were ashen. Their clothes were tattered, revealing wounds that seemed to have been cut by swords and sabers. However, their exposed skin was greenish-black.

nBlood Corpse, a combination of resentment and Yin energy. It’s weaker than Fiendish Corpse and can be killed with conventional methods. It’s afraid of fire-type Internal Force and Yang-type true qi.

nA system notification appeared.

nSeeing this, Han Zhao let go of Xu Ling’s hand and flew forward. He punched the woman at the front. The other party was the young woman who had spoken to him today.

nClang!

nHan Zhao’s punch hit the young woman and immediately made a loud sound. The other party’s chest caved in and he fell to the ground on the spot.

nAt this moment, a large number of monsters surrounded them. The martial artists could only brace themselves and fight.

n“Die!” Han Zhao’s blood qi was abundant. With his Internal Force and true qi protecting his body, the power of his punches and kicks was not inferior to sabers and swords.

nHowever, the other martial artists had neither Internal Force nor reached the Blood Tempering Realm.

nFacing the monster, their attacks were like scratching an itch. From time to time, screams could be heard.

nHan Zhao’s Life Nurturing True Qi seemed to have an extremely strong restraining effect on these monsters.

nOther people’s swords and sabers could not cause fatal damage to these monsters. On the other hand, Han Zhao easily defeated a monster with a few punches and kicks.

nEveryone fell into a bitter battle, surrounded by danger.

nOn the other hand, Han Zhao, who was protecting Xu Ling and fighting at the same time, killed all the ghosts in the crowd like a god of war.

nSoon, monsters fell to the ground.

nA vacuum area formed around Han Zhao.

n“Leave this place quickly!” A few more martial artists fell.

nIf not for Han Zhao, they would probably all have died here.

n“It’s useless! We can’t get out! No matter where we run, we’ll return here!” The martial artist who had escaped just now shouted in horror.

n“How is this possible?!” Feng Xiao exclaimed. Go out from where you came in.

nThe system notification appeared again.

n“This way!” Han Zhao made up his mind and pointed at the village entrance far away from them.

n“There are more monsters over there!”

nHan Zhao ignored her and pulled Xu Ling towards the village entrance.

nSeeing this, Feng Xiao followed. The others followed Han Zhao.

nAfter all, the strongest person here was Han Zhao. Only by following him could they survive. “Han Zhao! Wait for us! Ah—!”

n“Help! Ah!”

n“I don’t want to die!”

nAfter a short distance of one to two hundred meters, the martial artists who were slow were drowned by the monsters.

nThe Zhang family martial artist, who was originally running with Zhang Linlu on his back, threw him to the ground and ran towards Han Zhao with all his might.

nHowever, Han Zhao and Xu Ling, who were the first to run out of the village, felt their vision blur and they appeared in the center of the village again.

n“What’s going on?” Han Zhao’s expression changed. The system notification shouldn’t be wrong.

n“It’s over!” “We’re going to die here!”

n“Help!”

nThe other martial artists who had run out of the village with Han Zhao appeared around him. The nearby Blood Corpses surrounded him again.

nOther than those who were killed by Han Zhao’s Pure Yang True Qi, some beheaded Blood Corpses appeared again, but their movements became much slower.

nHowever, this terrifying and strange scene made everyone despair.

n“Ji ji At this moment, Yu Niang, who Han Zhao had released early in the morning, flew back and landed on his shoulder.

n“Brother Han, why are you walking in circles in the village?”

nThrough the blood connection, Han Zhao was stunned when he heard this. He couldn’t help but say, “I’m going in circles?”

n“Ji.” Yu Niang nodded.

n“Is it an illusion?!” Han Zhao’s eyes lit up and he reacted. He hurriedly said to Yu Niang, “Guide me to the village entrance.”

n“Ji!” Yu Niang flapped her wings and flew into the air, heading towards the village entrance.

nFortunately, Han Zhao’s vision had been strengthened by the Life Nurturing Technique. Otherwise, he would not have been able to see Yu Niang’s location clearly.

n“Let’s go!” Han Zhao pulled Xu Ling and ran towards the village entrance.

nSeeing this, the others hurriedly followed.

nHowever, this time, when Han Zhao was halfway there, he suddenly turned right and bumped into the wall of the mud brick house in front of him.

n“Ah!” Xu Ling exclaimed softly. She was so frightened that she closed her eyes, but she did not stop running with Han Zhao.

nSeeing that Han Zhao and Xu Ling had collided with the wall and their bodies had passed through, the others no longer hesitated and charged over with all their might.

nBang!

n“Ah!” The few people in the lead cried out in pain and fell to the ground with a wail. The wall in front of them actually turned solid, causing their injuries to increase.

nWhen Xu Ling opened her eyes again, she and Han Zhao had already appeared at the village entrance.

nAt this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed past.

nChen Liu, who had not appeared all this while, suddenly appeared and blocked their path. He was still holding a bloody human leg in his hand.

nAt this moment, Chen Liu had already changed from a short and skinny old man with a broken leg to a muscular man with a ferocious face.

n“Do the two of you think that we didn’t greet you well? Why are you leaving overnight? Why don’t I send you off?”

nChen Liu’s face revealed a cruel smile.

n“Cut the crap!” Han Zhao suddenly exploded and rushed toward Chen Liu.

nClang! Clang! Clang!

nHan Zhao focused his blood qi and true qi on his fists. His arms spun and waved like wheels driving at high speed, constantly hitting Chen Liu’s iron-like hard body.

nAlthough he had never specially learned fist techniques, with the enhancement of true qi, his fist was very powerful.

n“Ah?! It’s so hot!” Chen Liu felt that the part of his body that was hit was burning like a fire. He could not help but let out a strange cry of pain.

nWhen Heiwa and Aunt Tao attacked just now, he chased after the fleeing martial artists with the mentality of playing around. He did not see Han Zhao attack at all. Otherwise, he would not have swaggered here.

n“Wait! 1…

nAfter a few times, Chen Liu could not take it anymore and seemed to want to beg for mercy.

n“Die!” Han Zhao knocked Chen Liu down with a punch. Taking advantage of the moment the other party stood up, he jumped up and smashed his fists down, releasing his Internal Force and true qi with all his might.

n“Crack!” The sound of bones breaking could be heard.

nChen Liu’s entire head disappeared and was forcefully smashed into his chest by Han Zhao’s fists.

nThump!

nChen Liu’s corpse fell to the ground, deader than dead.

nThe Essence Soul Bead immediately began to absorb Yin energy.

nHan Zhao clenched his fists and felt his heart pounding.

nThis was the first time he had faced so many monsters head-on. The feeling of his fists hitting flesh made the blood in his entire body boil!

n“What are you waiting for? Why aren’t you leaving?!”

nHan Zhao called out to Xu Ling, who was still in a daze, and turned around to pull her away.

nThis time, the two of them successfully ran out of this strange Taoyuan Village.

nThe village that looked lively in the evening looked like it was enveloped in a layer of black fog from the outside.

nIt was sinister and terrifying.

n“Phew-” Xu Ling sat on the ground and breathed in the fresh air outside the village.

nA feeling of surviving a calamity welled up in his heart.

nCollected 30 Notification Fragments. Do you want to synthesize a Trait? Each synthesis will consume 30 Notification Fragments, 10 taels of gold… In Han Zhao’s vision, the system notification appeared again.

n“Ji!” Yu Niang flapped her wings and landed on Han Zhao’s shoulder again. “It’s all thanks to vou. You’ve helped a lot!” Han Zhao poked Yu Nianz’s furry body with his index finger.

n“Sorry, my hand slipped..”

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