As expected, Qin Yu was beaten up again. He finished his dinner tremblingly, not daring to glance at Yuna even once.
This woman is abnormal! Absolutely abnormal!
Cunning? Yandere? Smiling tiger? It doesn't matter which one.
Anyway, Qin Yu was certain of one thing: based on his previous system notifications, if he dared to stand there and continue talking nonsense, Yuna, whose hatred was deepening, would definitely stab him on the spot.
What a den of wolves and tigers this is! A violent woman who likes to beat him! A seemingly innocent but actually ruthless woman who, while not beating him, could very well turn evil and kill him.
This is truly leaving him no way out!
After finishing his meal, Qin Yu quickly fled back to his room, finally recovering from his previous terror.
Taking a deep breath, Qin Yu shakily opened the control panel.
Name: Qin Yu
Physical Strength: 12
Mental Strength: 5
Accumulated Energy: 1315
Description: A qualified punching bag—according to Yuri.
Without internal energy data or martial arts talent, Qin Yu's attribute panel is exceptionally simple.
Physical and mental strength, nothing more.
Besides that, there's accumulated energy, over a thousand units provided by Yuna.
This was all earned with his life! A slight misstep could have resulted in a fatal blow!
With the strength of a level four martial artist, she could probably crush him with one hand.
Plus, with his demonic bloodline, sorry, but probably no one would care even if he died.
Having resolved never to speak to Yuna alone again, Qin Yu's eyes darted around, deciding to find a new target to bully.
That would be Yuri.
Anyway, even if he didn't provoke her, she would still come to beat him up.
Whether he provoked her or not, he'd still get beaten up, so why shouldn't he?
Mustering his courage, Qin Yu cautiously approached Yuri's door, making no sound for fear of attracting Yuna's attention.
Upon reaching the door, Qin Yu knocked. Yuri, rubbing her eyes, opened the door from the inside.
Upon seeing Qin Yu, Yuri's expression fell, and she put on a stern face.
"What do you want in the middle of the night? Looking for trouble again?"
"Uh, I just wanted to talk to you."
After standing there for a moment, Qin Yu didn't dare to stand at the door and provoke Yuri.
Otherwise, what if Yuna showed up and stabbed him on the spot?
"How about we go inside and talk?"
Looking at Qin Yu's sheepish face, Yuri rolled her eyes but didn't refuse.
As she stepped aside, Qin Yu quickly slipped into the room.
The door slammed shut, and Qin Yu and Yuri stared at each other.
"Okay, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"Um...about chest muscle growth...techniques?"
Qin Yu hesitated before speaking, and Yuri, who was rubbing her eyes, froze.
Slowly lowering her arm, Yuri stared at Qin Yu, her eyes widening.
"Do you think you're funny?"
"No, I just think I can teach you something in this area."
Looking down at his own massive pectoral muscles, then at Yuri's flat-chested body, which showed no curves even in her pajamas, Qin Yu's eyes gradually filled with pity.
"Well, actually, you don't need to be in such a hurry! You still have decades before you die! You'll have your chance!"
"Give me a breakout!"
Yuri, her face flushed red, finally exploded, throwing a left hook that sent Qin Yu sprawling to the ground.
Before Qin Yu could even get up, clutching his face, Yuri leaped forward, delivering a perfect elbow strike to his back.
"Laughing at me?! You dare laugh at me! You've gone too far!!!"
From behind, Yuri grabbed Qin Yu's neck, strangling him from behind. She pried him open with all her might, causing Qin Yu to grimace in pain.
The pain was nothing to him; as long as he could gain energy, a few minor injuries were nothing.
But the problem was…
Received anger, energy +1
Received anger, energy +3
Received anger, energy +2
This…
"Cough! Gah! Little sister! You're not good enough!"
"I'm not good enough?! I'll show you what I'm capable of!!!"
With a flip, she leaped up and hoisted Qin Yu's burly body onto her shoulder.
Don't let Yuri's height of only about 1.6 meters fool you; her strength was ridiculously high, a trait unknown.
She didn't even need to activate her internal energy; Yuri simply used brute force to lift Qin Yu high, then spun him like a top.
Secret Technique! Spiral Slam!
With a loud thud, the two crashed to the ground, spinning with the force of the impact. To be precise, Qin Yu crashed to the ground, and Yuri crashed onto him.
Instantly, Qin Yu was torn to pieces, his limbs twitching uncontrollably.
However…
*Enraged, Energy +2
Enraged, Energy +3
…
* (Why is it all thunder and no rain?! Your temper is so different from your mother's! Put some effort into it, little sister! Otherwise, I've just been beaten for nothing!)
Having endured so much beatings, only to gain a few dozen energy points, Qin Yu almost suffocated.
Yuri, panting heavily as she straddled Qin Yu, was now clutching his collar, her expression one of pure rage.
"Say it! Do you submit?!"
"No!"
"Say it! Do you submit?!"
"Nogot!"
"Do you submit?!"
"Cough! Ptooey!"
Spit in his face, Yuri froze on the spot, her fist, which had been about to continue hitting him, began to tremble slightly.
One second, two seconds, three seconds…
After a long silence, Yuri suddenly screamed, not even wiping the spit from her face, and grabbed Qin Yu's collar, shaking him wildly.
Thump, thump, thump, thump, the sound of bangs echoed as Qin Yu's head slammed against the ground like a pile driver.
"Die! Die!"
Extremely enraged, energy increased by 12.
Extremely enraged, energy increased by 21.
Extremely enraged, energy increased by 17.
...
Qin Yu, his head spinning from the impact, listened to the system notifications ringing in his ears, experiencing a bittersweet feeling.
Finally! Finally broke through double digits! Not easy!
Should I spit on her again? Should he continue to provoke her?
But at this rate, he'd probably be beaten to death before even reaching three digits.
His remaining rationality kept reminding Qin Yu to stop his suicidal behavior.
However, not being suicidal didn't mean admitting defeat; Qin Yu still had his pride.
As a seasoned keyboard warrior, a top-tier reserve material on the construction site, Qin Yu had no other skills, but his ability to argue was absurdly good.
You think you can make him back down before a knife is held to his throat? Pure wishful thinking!
Yuri shook Qin Yu frantically for a while, then, still not satisfied, started slapping him wildly from both sides, until Qin Yu's face was bright red.
Don't misunderstand, it wasn't from shame, it was from being slapped.
Meanwhile, the notification sound in Qin Yu's ear continued to rise.
Energy +31.
Energy +35.
Energy +42.
Energy increased by 43.
The rate of increase was decreasing, but Yuri's strength was increasing.
Just as the energy increase stabilized and stopped changing, Qin Yu thought Yuri would change her move or unleash a powerful attack.
But unexpectedly, when the girl saw Qin Yu's face swollen like a pig's head, yet he still had a silly grin on his face, she suddenly burst into tears.
Then, with a thud, Qin Yu was kicked in the abdomen by Yuri, his entire body sliding several meters sideways along the ground until he crashed into the wall.
Damn, legs are where the real skill lies!
"Ahhhhh!"
Yuri, burying her face in her hands and crying, turned and buried her head in the blankets, but only halfway in.
Her upper body was inside, her lower body still kneeling in front of the bed, her large tail trembling wildly, clearly furious.
"Get out! Get out of here! If you don't get out, I'll call for my mom! Get out!!!"
A scream rang out, and Qin Yu, who was lying on the floor convulsing, struggled to get up.
Qin Yu, his face deathly pale, leaned against the wall to stand up.
That kick! It was equivalent to ten punches!
He was the one who got hit, right? The one who got hit didn't cry, but the one who hit him was crying—what kind of situation was this?
Seriously injured, Qin Yu didn't dare continue arguing with Yuri. He tiptoed out of the room, intending to go back first.
He gained a full four or five hundred energy points in a short time, at the cost of a beating.
This deal! Wasn't bad!