Time slowly passed by, and more and more Spiritualists entered the arena. Their reactions were similar, roughly as follows.

Observe the leaderboard situation → discover the anomaly at the top → after careful consideration, determine whether they possess the trait, and whether it is possible to defeat (Divine Monarch level being too low, normal people would think it is a mechanical anomaly, not a numerical anomaly) → challenge → get defeated → leave the arena in a daze → wake up, thinking they can’t be the only ones losing out!

Besides this, there’s another path: no challenge to the Divine Monarch → watch others get defeated → feel schadenfreude → warn/pit friends.

So, now a rather peculiar situation has appeared.

Even though many Spiritualists present know that the Divine Monarch’s attributes are absurdly strong, no one actively speaks out about it. When chatting with others, they only mention how outrageous it is without specifying where the strength lies, leading newcomers to mistakenly believe that their assessment of it as a mechanical anomaly is correct.

Soon, a burly man with white bandages wrapped around his arms and crimson markings etched on his face approached Ye Mingqiu and said in a dull voice, "Fist Technique, Enders, spar, was introduced by Old Hei."

"Okay."

Ye Mingqiu nodded in response.

"Old Hei bet with me, saying that if I can defeat you, he’d give me a hundred thousand Spiritual Points and also waive the challenge fee.... I’m specifying a fist technique challenge, it won’t affect you since you mainly use a spear."

Enders spoke while observing the change in Ye Mingqiu’s expression, slightly narrowing his eyes.

"Oh."

Ye Mingqiu merely answered indifferently, without making any particular statement.

The meaning behind this man’s words is clear: to set up Old Hei directly. Once the setup succeeds, a hundred thousand Spiritual Points would be credited. Since the spar involves a fist technique, which is not Ye Mingqiu’s specialty, even losing wouldn’t be shameful.

"Will you accept? Completely fair, not using any extra force, just sparring with fists."

Enders asked for confirmation.

"Sure."

Ye Mingqiu continued to answer succinctly, showing no apparent change, as if talking about something trivial.

"Looking forward to fighting you."

Enders said with a smile.

....

Arena

Ye Mingqiu and Enders stood on opposite sides of the battlefield, with the rules set in advance, and Old Hei in the audience biting his teeth nervously.

He didn’t know if the Divine Monarch was genuinely confident in matching fists with the opponent or if it was a setup with him.

However, from a profit perspective, the Divine Monarch is likely confident, as he still needs to find a technique guinea pig for the opponent, there’s no need to set up at such a loss right now.

"Divine Monarch, your spear is very strong, but the fist technique doesn’t seem to be your specialty."

Enders said with a smile, but from his stance and innate posture, he could sense Ye Mingqiu’s Fist Technique Specialty Level is certainly not exceeding Level 5. Under the rules’ constraints, the opponent is highly likely unable to beat him.

"Sparring is for becoming stronger, staying only within one’s specialty is merely a self-contained pleasure, a closed-minded containment."

Ye Mingqiu replied calmly.

"Is that so?"

Enders whispered softly.

He smiled, appearing relaxed and amicable, but in the next moment, with no warning, his body leaned forward.

Then, he suddenly took big strides forward, weaving left and right in the process, reaching Ye Mingqiu in just three steps, with his fierce fist fully charged, crashing towards Ye Mingqiu’s face.

What a sly move!

Ye Mingqiu murmured quickly in his heart, simultaneously dodging swiftly, and in the vision of his Innate Perception, Enders’ fist halted immediately, transforming into a lateral hand chop aimed at his neck.

Instinctively, he raised his hand to block, but a sudden sharp pain came from his abdomen, from a sneaky punch hidden by Enders.

Then, Enders erupted like a furious wild dog, relentlessly attacking, and a storm of punches rained from all directions, with concealed offensives, secretly bursting, exposing top-level fist techniques clearly.

At that moment, Ye Mingqiu found himself unable to fight back, unable to fully block despite having Innate Perception’s anticipation.

Enders’ attacks were full of strategy!

Each punch, every change was adjusting in real-time, suppressing with the ultimate techniques.

Is this what fist skill is?

Is this the top tier of fist technique?

Covered with new abrasions, Ye Mingqiu had an excited smile on his face; being at a disadvantage in battle didn’t discomfort him but excited him more, wanting to relish the rhythm of the fight itself because that is what he truly wanted to experience... battle.

His blood was burning, his spirit boiling, his body seemed to come to life, and the vision from Innate Perception became ever clearer, this feeling....

Simply irresistible!

"Boom!"

Enders swung a heavy punch, striking Ye Mingqiu’s side ribs, yet his expression turned grim because.... he realized a very serious problem.

That problem was, the Divine Monarch’s durability was far more terrifying than he had imagined!

Although the opponent suppressed Power and Agility Attributes, the Physical Attribute couldn’t be suppressed, the passively stacked body Defense Power, and damage reduction and self-healing capabilities couldn’t be suppressed, resulting in a dreadful issue now.

He simply couldn’t harm the Divine Monarch!

Without using Skills, relying solely on fist technique, he couldn’t break through the defense at all!

Damn...!

Just as he felt uncomfortable, an even more terrifying piece of bad news appeared!

"Opportunity!"

Ye Mingqiu’s eyes instantly lit up, swiftly dodging Enders’ heavy punch and seizing the gap in the opponent’s attack to step forward and deliver a powerful punch to the liver.