987 Deadly kick

There was a difference in the VR game compared to the real world. When Quinn just didn't want to deal with people, he could simply just log off. In the first place, Quinn had been playing the game non-stop for a while now. Although he was the type of person who could repeat the same task over and over again and not get sick of it, this session had gone on for a bit too long.

'Quinn, I'm a little confused. Why did you suddenly log off like that?' Vincent asked as Quinn was getting out of the pod and giving his body a few stretches here and there. 'Wasn't your whole goal to find someone good at martial arts to teach you. He was right there?'

'Don't worry.' Quinn replied as he exited the room and decided to head off to his own living quarters. 'I've already figured out what type of person the martial arts god is. That person won't stop chasing me now until he gets what he wants. Even more so after what I just did, and I have an idea that just might rile him up even more.'