One Blade Severed Arm

Yang Yu quickly arrived at the Dungeon entrance of Wild Boar Cave.

This was a massive mountain wall. Beneath it, a pitch-black cave entrance exuded an ominous aura. Above the entrance, a huge crystal floated in midair, giving off a faint blue glow.

It made the surrounding area seem less dark.

At that moment, quite a few Professioners had gathered in the open space before the Dungeon entrance.

Although it was nighttime, after becoming Professioners, they needed less and less sleep.

They stood in groups of three or five. Some shouted to form parties, while others set up stalls selling equipment and potions. The place buzzed with voices and was incredibly lively.

"Wild Boar Cave Normal Team! Need a Healer, three waiting on one! We start as soon as you join!"

"Cheap Novice Recovery Potions for sale! Fake one compensate ten!"

"Buying level 10 warrior equipment! Private message me your price!"

Well, damn.

A sense of nostalgia rose in Yang Yu's heart.

This scene felt like being transported back to the launch of an online game ten years ago. It was as authentic as it got.

But when he walked over wearing a savage Wild Boar Mask and the heavy Black Iron Bulwark, the once-noisy clearing fell silent for a moment.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to him without their control.

"Holy shit, who's this guy? That equipment looks insanely powerful!"

"Is that a Wild Boar Mask on his head? It's so lifelike, it looks real."

"Is some big shot here to stomp newbies? Or is he a core member of some battle group?"

Whispers and discussions rose one after another.

Yang Yu did not care.

His goal today was clear: clear the Elite Grade Wild Boar Cave, get equipment, and level up.

Everything else was irrelevant.

The few Greedy Wolf Battle Group members guarding the Dungeon entrance felt their hearts skip a beat the instant they saw Yang Yu.

Just from his appearance alone, this guy looked like trouble!

That mask, that armor—neither looked like stall goods.

Especially those scarlet eyes showing beneath the mask. They instinctively felt a wave of dread.

"Fuck, where did this guy come from? Why haven't I seen him before?"

A yellow-haired lackey in charge of collecting protection fees muttered under his breath.

The skinny man beside him curled his lip and said, "Who cares who he is? Our job is to collect money. The boss said that whoever wants to enter this Dungeon has to pay protection fees. Those are the rules!"

The yellow-haired man hesitated. "But... this guy looks hard to deal with. What if he's really tough?"

"What are you scared of?" The skinny man glared. "When has our Greedy Wolf Battle Group ever been afraid of anyone? Besides, the boss and Brother Jie will be out of the Dungeon soon. He's alone—what can he possibly do?"

"If we don't collect his money, how are we supposed to lead the team in the future? Won't the other newcomers all follow his example?"

Provoked by those words, the yellow-haired man felt that it made sense.

Yeah, when had the Greedy Wolf Battle Group ever been this timid?

So he gathered his courage and, together with the skinny man, blocked Yang Yu's path.

"Stop!"

The yellow-haired man shouted, forcing himself to stay calm and trying to make his voice sound more imposing.

Yang Yu stopped. His scarlet gaze swept over them indifferently, but he said nothing.

That look was like he was staring at two ants blocking his way.

The skinny man cleared his throat and put on an official air. "Brother, this is your first time at Wild Boar Cave, right? You don't know the rules here?"

"If you want to enter this Dungeon, you first need to pay a 500-yuan protection fee. Pay up, and our Greedy Wolf Battle Group will guarantee your safety here. No one will dare cause you trouble."

Looking at the two clowns before him, Yang Yu found it rather amusing.

These flies again.

He could not even be bothered to raise an eyelid. A single icy word came from his throat.

"Scram!"

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

The expressions on the yellow-haired man's and the skinny man's faces instantly stiffened.

The other battle group members behind them were stunned as well.

The Professioners watching the show widened their eyes, their faces full of disbelief.

This guy... was way too bold, wasn't he?!

He had directly told members of the Greedy Wolf Battle Group to scram?

"You... what did you say?!"

The skinny man felt his face burning, as if he had been slapped in public.

Pointing at Yang Yu's nose, he trembled with rage. "Kid, are you fucking looking to die?! Do you know who you're talking to?"

The yellow-haired man snapped out of it and roared, "Fuck, you don't know what's good for you! Looks like you don't want to live anymore!"

"Kid, I don't care where you came from! You're paying this protection fee whether you want to or not! Otherwise, I'll make sure you leave this place sideways!"

He threatened viciously, trying to crush Yang Yu with sheer intimidation.

Yang Yu's gaze finally turned cold.

Slowly, he gripped the Bloodstained Iron Sword that had been strapped to his back.

When the crowd saw Yang Yu draw his sword, cries of alarm immediately rang out.

"They're fighting! They're fighting!"

"That masked freak actually dares to attack the Greedy Wolf Battle Group?"

"Is he crazy? Greedy Wolf, the leader of the Greedy Wolf Battle Group, is nearly Level 20!"

"This is going to be good!"

When the skinny man saw Yang Yu draw his sword, his heart jolted, and cold sweat instantly covered his forehead.

But he had already said what he said. If he backed down now, how could he ever survive in the battle group afterward?

He could only force himself to shout fiercely despite his fear, "What? You want to fight? Come on! Try touching me!"

Yang Yu's scarlet gaze locked onto him. In the tone of someone stating a fact, he repeated himself.

"Scram!"

"I..."

The lackey wanted to throw out a few more threats.

But Yang Yu had already run out of patience.

A silver-white Sword Light, swift beyond measure, flashed past like lightning!

Blade Draw!

"Argh!"

A shrill scream echoed throughout the clearing.

The arrogant lackey clutched his right arm, blood pouring from it as he collapsed to the ground in agony.

One of his arms had been severed cleanly at the shoulder and had landed not far away, blood staining the ground red.

The entire place fell deathly silent.

Everyone was shocked by the bloody, decisive scene.

No one had expected this masked freak to be so ruthless!

He attacked the moment he said he would, without the slightest hesitation!

And he had directly cut off someone's arm!

Yang Yu sheathed his sword as though he had merely done something trivial.

He glanced at the skinny man wailing on the ground, then said something in an icy voice that everyone would remember for the rest of their lives.

"You make a few hundred a month. Why are you risking your life?"

After saying that, he did not spare anyone another glance. He turned and headed straight toward the deep-blue Dungeon Crystal.

The other Greedy Wolf Battle Group members looked at their companion lying in a pool of blood, then at Yang Yu's Demon God-like back. Their faces turned pale with fear, and not a single one dared step forward to stop him.

That strike had been so fast that they had barely been able to react.

If they tried to stop him by force, losing an arm might be the least of their problems.

Although they earned more than a few hundred a month, none of them dared say another word.

In a fluster, they helped up their armless companion, pulled out Recovery Potions and poured them down his throat, then frantically tried to reattach his severed arm.

Amid the awed, fearful, and curious gazes of the crowd, Yang Yu walked up to the Dungeon Crystal.

He looked up at it.

Wild Boar Cave

Difficulty Selection: Normal, Elite, Nightmare (Locked)

Without any hesitation, he reached out and tapped the word "Elite."

The next second, his body turned into a streak of light and vanished into the Dungeon Crystal.

Only after Yang Yu's figure had completely disappeared did the deathly silent clearing erupt like a boiling pot, exploding with deafening discussion.

"Oh my god! He... he went in!"

"He cut someone the moment they disagreed! Who the hell is that guy? He's insane!"

"Isn't he afraid of retaliation from the Greedy Wolf Battle Group?"

"He's soloing Wild Boar Cave by himself?!"

"No way! Am I seeing this right? That's a Level 13 Dungeon!"

"Crazy! He's absolutely crazy!"

The Greedy Wolf Battle Group lackeys glared at the Dungeon Crystal with venomous faces, gritting their teeth.

"Fuck! He dared attack someone from our Greedy Wolf Battle Group. That kid is dead!"

"When the boss and Brother Jie come out, we'll tear him to pieces!"

"That's right! We'll let him know the consequences of offending the Greedy Wolf Battle Group!"