This was only possible because the âMartial Arts Emperorâ was just a Puppet with no mind of its ownâonly combat instincts. Otherwise, the fight would have ended long ago.
Finally, at the thirteen-minute mark, Bi Guoâan could no longer hold on. The Martial Arts Emperor sent him flying off the arena with a single kick, leaving him unable to even stand.
The crowd erupted in a wave of boos.
Although the sight sent a chill down their spines, the spectators didnât hesitate to voice their disapproval.
"Hah! With that pathetic level of skill, he had the gall to boast that he could defeat the Martial Arts Emperor? The nerve of that guy, heâll say anything!"
"That Bi Guoâan has some renown, at least, but he talked so tough on the forums. He had the audacity to claim he could end the fight in ten moves, but he just got thrashed from start to finish. So *this* is what he meant by âending the fight in ten movesâ?"
"Well, he wasnât technically wrong. Bi Guoâan did exchange exactly ten moves with the Martial Arts Emperor. After that, he was just getting hunted down and pummeled one-sidedly!"
The sparring Puppet had four modes: Sparring Mode, Practice Match Mode, Combat Mode, and Life-or-Death Mode.
Bi Guoâan had chosen Combat Mode.
Thus, once Bi Guoâan was incapacitated, the Martial Arts Emperor on the arena ceased its attack, stopping in place and falling silent.
Having been utterly humiliated in front of everyone, Bi Guoâanâs face was a ghastly mix of pale and red.
If he could, he would have found the nearest hole and crawled into it.
Bloodhand Bi Anguo was at least somewhat famous in the Hua Countryâs Martial Arts Realm, but after todayâs battle, he could already guess what fate awaited him.
His reputation on the forums would be completely trashed, and he would become a laughingstock for all to mock.
But he truly hadnât expected this so-called Martial Arts Emperor Puppet to be so formidable. Even with his own combat prowess, he stood no chance against an opponent of the same Realm.
He had just come out of a period of seclusion.
Upon emerging, heâd felt invincible, believing he had no equal among Fifth-rank Transcendents. So when he heard about a new sparring Puppet, he had shamelessly made his bold claims.
Who would have thought that in the end, heâd be beaten so badly he couldnât even find his bearings?
Fortunately, any injuries sustained on the Martial Arts Arena could be healed instantly by paying a certain amount of Rebirth Points.
Gasping for breath, Bi Guoâan got to his feet and paid to have his injuries healed.
He was about to grit his teeth and try again to reclaim some of his lost pride, but unexpectedly, the Martial Arts Arena suddenly blurred, and a message from the Rebirth Mark lit up above it.
[Alias âDivine Emperorâ has connected to the Rebirth Arena to challenge the âMartial Arts Emperorâ sparring Puppet. Please select combat mode!]
Hmm?
âAnother challenger already?â
âAnd theyâre not even using their real name, but an alias?â
This message immediately caught everyoneâs attention. It wasnât strange for new challengers to appearâthe Martial Arts Association had already posted a massive 500,000 Rebirth Point bounty, and every day, self-important Martial Artists would attempt to challenge the Martial Arts Emperor.
However, for someone to challenge anonymously under such a public alias was something the crowd of Martial Artists had rarely witnessed.
"Divine Emperor? What an arrogant nickname!"
"Too scared to even use their real name. Must be some shady character. And they still dare to take a name like Divine Emperor? The Martial Arts Emperor is going to beat them so badly their own father wouldnât recognize them!"
"To be able to use an alias on the arena, their Citizen Level must be really high. Maybe they actually have some skills?"
"This is interesting... Divine Emperor vs. Emperor. I wonder how long theyâll last?"
Because of the anonymous and outrageously arrogant alias, Li Changâanâs appearance immediately generated a huge buzz among the spectators around the arena.
Bi Anguo, who had just been beaten to the ground, also took this opportunity to scramble to his feet.
Right now, he desperately wanted to see the challenger after him lose miserablyâthe more miserable, the better. It would be best if the guy couldnât even last three moves.
Only then would it cover up his own pathetic performance on the arena moments ago.
On the arena, once the Rebirth Markâs message faded, a young man whose features were obscured appeared.
And across from him stood another young man, his features equally obscured.
Perhaps it was an illusion.
For a fleeting moment, the onlookers felt that the two figures were somehow similar in build.
If not for the fact that one of them was pitch-black and concealed by shadowânothing more than a hazy, indistinct silhouetteâwhile the other wore a comfortable combat jacket, with only a layer of shadow obscuring his face, the crowd might have been momentarily unable to tell which was the challenger, âDivine Emperorâ, and which was the host, the âMartial Arts Emperorâ.
On the arena, Li Changâan himself couldnât see the surrounding spectators. He only knew that he was now on the arena, connected to the Rebirth Markâs internal network, and that his every move was likely being broadcast by the Mark.
[You have entered a public space. Please select a combat mode!]
[The âMartial Arts Emperorâ sparring Puppet has four modes: Sparring Mode, Practice Match Mode, Combat Mode, and Life-or-Death Mode.]
[It is recommended that Reincarnators choose one of the first three combat modes for initial training, and only attempt the Life-or-Death Mode after completing combat training.]
[The Life-or-Death Mode determines not only victory, but also life and death. The Mark only guarantees that the sparring Puppet will not harm the Reincarnatorâs life or Martial Dao foundation. All other outcomes are not guaranteed!]
Reading the information displayed on his retina, Li Changâan mulled it over for a moment before directly selecting Life-or-Death Mode.