"According to our on-site quick search, there's no record of this card in the Great Xia Card Database!"
"Never seen it before! Could this be Liu Yuan's hidden trump card all along?"
"Facing the formidable six-star 'Battlefield Wanderer,' has she finally been forced to reveal her true ace?"
"But... how can a tombstone fight?"
The commentator's confusion echoed the thoughts of everyone present.
In the arena, Lin Han's smug grin stiffened for a moment before twisting into undisguised disdain.
He had been anticipating a crushing victory, expecting his opponent to tremble and collapse under the terrifying might of the Battlefield Wanderer.
Instead, she summoned this baffling thing.
Lin Han scoffed, his expression dripping with contempt as he glared at Liu Yuan.
"You can't seriously think this pretentious nonsense is enough to intimidate me, can you?"
Faced with the blatant mockery, Liu Yuan remained unflappable.
She even leisurely pulled out her phone from her pocket—because she felt like she was being bombarded with messages.
Opening it, she saw they were all from Su Qi.
[Sleepyhead: My foolish little sister, what are you doing? Did you just smash your brain or something?]
[Sleepyhead: How many times do I have to say it?!]
[Sleepyhead: Don’t kill anyone!]
[Sleepyhead: Don’t kill anyone!]
[Sleepyhead: Don’t kill anyone!]
It was clear that Su Qi, watching from the sidelines, was frantic.
So frantic he couldn’t even get hard.
If you really have a problem with someone, just tell your brother. He’ll find a quiet corner to stuff them in a sack and dismember them—no big deal.
After all, his moral compass has always been flexible; he’s never been that good of a person to begin with.
But if you outright kill someone in the middle of the arena, even he’d find it a headache to handle.
Seriously, what kind of stats does that "one" have?
Even with the Path's End Spear equipped, Su Qi’s strength stat had already hit a thousand, yet he could only get ground into the dirt, left with nothing but pitiful whimpers.
This sixth-tier nobody didn’t stand a chance.
One punch to shatter championship dreams—spare me, I’m from Great Xia?
[Iris: Don’t worry, brother.]
Admittedly, Liu Yuan’s action was the real masterstroke of mockery.
Pulling out her phone mid-battle, completely disregarding her opponent, instantly made Lin Han’s earlier taunts look like the desperate flailing of a clown.
The commentator, who had been closely monitoring the match, suddenly let out a startled "Huh?"
The reason for his surprise was an unusual detail he’d just noticed.
"That tombstone… why is it inscribed with ancient Great Xia script?"
His bewildered remark, amplified by the speakers, rippled through the crowd.
It was as if he’d snapped everyone out of a daze.
Spectators, especially those familiar with Great Xia’s pre-civilization history, strained their eyes to decipher the text.
"It really is!"
"I’ve seen similar engravings in the ancient texts museum!"
"I can read some of it… it roughly says…"
"It slumbers here."
The murmurs erupted into a frenzy, louder than before.
The unknown always breeds the most intense curiosity.
The commentator’s voice suddenly sharpened with excitement. "Ah, almost forgot the main event!"
"Let the arena test… begin!"
Lin Han’s sneer faded slightly.
He hated this sense of uncertainty.
He hated things slipping beyond his control.
The Battlefield Wanderer’s blood-red aura thickened, its murderous intent reaching a peak as its grip on the sword hilt tightened, veins bulging.
Whatever this thing was, he’d test it first!
At Lin Han’s signal, the Wanderer unsheathed its blade and slashed at the tombstone.
BOOM!
Dust and debris exploded outward—no blinding light, just an eruption of shattered snowflakes that swallowed all surrounding light.
A figure stood between the tombstone and the Battlefield Wanderer.
A humanoid shrouded in pitch-black heavy armor.
Its frame was leaner, about 40% shorter than the Wanderer.
Its armor was far more archaic, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen, joints reinforced with thick plating, and its breastplate engraved with script similar to the tombstone’s—yet infinitely more intricate and arcane.
Most striking was the massive greatsword in its grip.
The blade was broad and thick, nearly as tall as its wielder, jet-black and radiating a suffocating aura of death.
Its helmet was fully enclosed, revealing no face—only two crimson pinpricks of light flickering behind the visor, like eyes staring from the depths of hell.
Black mist coiled around its body like a living thing, exuding an ancient desolation and deathly pressure far denser than the Wanderer’s.
A frigid voice rasped from within the armor.
"Turn back, outsider."
"This is the resting place of the Dragon God. Trespassers… die."
Lin Han could almost feel an icy gale sweep past as the words were spoken.
The crowd erupted.
"So the tombstone isn’t the real card?"
"The tombstone’s guardian is the true power?"
"And… it has sentience? It can speak?!"
"Everyone knows how rare it is for character cards to retain self-awareness. This means it’s at least a legendary-tier card…"
"But is it fifth-tier or sixth-tier?"
"With this, the outcome is anyone’s guess again?"
The Battlefield Wanderer tightened its grip, its blood-red form tilting forward, aura boiling as if trying to ignite the snowy battlefield.
Clearly, it was preparing for a decisive strike.
Neither Liu Yuan nor Lin Han intervened.
What should’ve been a duel between card masters had devolved into a battle of summons.
Then—the Wanderer moved!
No, it didn’t move.
It vanished.
Only a faint afterimage remained as its true body reappeared behind the hulking black-armored warrior in an instant.
Fast.
Unbelievably fast.
So fast the audience barely registered it before the attack landed.
A leaping downward slash, aimed at the Black Knight’s back.
The commentator’s voice roared with excitement. "This strike channels all its power into speed and cutting force! Using gravity to compensate for raw strength, the blade descends with the weight of heaven itself—unstoppable!"
SPARKS FLASHED!
Everyone saw it—a clear gash, inches deep, carved into the Black Knight’s colossal armor, revealing an even darker metal beneath.
Yet… the Black Knight didn’t budge.
Not an inch.
As if that earth-shattering strike had been nothing more than a gentle breeze.
Even the crimson lights in its visor remained utterly still.
The Battlefield Wanderer’s faceless visage seemed to freeze.
That slash… had carried 90% of its power.
The remaining ten percent was reserved for quick adjustments in case his move was countered.
Experts in combat all know never to exhaust their full strength in a single strike.
Yet even so, this attack was powerful enough to slice through tempered steel!
But when it landed on that seemingly cumbersome armor, the effect was negligible.
The commentator's voice was filled with disbelief, "It... it blocked the attack! A full-force strike from the Battlefield Wanderer only left a scratch?"
"The defensive capability of this armor is beyond imagination!"
Gasps of astonishment erupted from the spectators.
"That hardness... could it be infused with some rare alloy?"
"This has to be sixth-tier defensive prowess, no doubt!"
"No wonder he dared to act so arrogantly and play with his phone earlier—he had this as his trump card!"
"Well, it makes sense. After all, as a guardian of the tombstone, he’s naturally a defense-oriented character."
u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
