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Crack—crack—the ground split like a spiderweb, spreading out in all directions. Broken stones flew everywhere, and those martial artists who couldn’t dodge in time screamed and groaned, their faces and foreheads covered in blood.

Still, none of them looked away from the battlefield. They only stepped back a few paces, keeping their eyes fixed on the center. Everyone wanted to know—was the white-clad young man still alive after that terrifying blow?

It wasn’t just them.

On the sidelines, a pale-faced Hong Qigong and Huang Rong—still holding Guo Jing’s body—were also staring at the battlefield, not even blinking. In their hearts, they were praying: please, let Young Master Anran be okay.

Because if he wasn’t, forget about getting revenge for Guo Jing—if that Persian witch won, all of the martial world would be in deep trouble.

Whoosh.

A strong wind blew, clearing away the dust and smoke.

That white figure stood there again—completely unharmed.

Everyone, including Huang Rong and Hong Qigong, let out a breath of relief… only to suddenly open their eyes wide in shock.

That young man… looked a little different.

His hair crown was gone, long black hair falling loose. It was still the same face, but it had lost some of that sharp, masculine edge—and instead now had a cold, striking beauty usually seen in women.

And that wasn’t all. Everyone also noticed one more thing: the curve on his chest had become very… noticeable.

Stunned silence!

Everyone present felt something completely absurd—this guy… is actually a girl? She was pretending to be a man the whole time?

”No way!”

”It’s her?!”

Even people like Huang Rong and Hong Qigong, who had met Li Mochou before, couldn’t help but gasp in shock, completely stunned.

Amy didn’t hear their chatter. She was still frozen from the shock.

Of course, what shocked her wasn’t just the fact that the other person was a woman in disguise—it was that her massive fist had been completely stopped by just two of that woman’s fingers. No matter how hard she pushed, she couldn’t move an inch forward.

The scene looked ridiculous.

Amy was now at least five meters tall, with arms thicker than a grown man’s waist. Next to her, Li Mochou looked tiny—like a child. But somehow, that ”child’s” two fingers had stopped the punch of a giant.

”Who… who are you really?” Amy took a deep breath, and her face turned serious. ”What rank are you on the Eastern Continent’s Holy War list?”

In the world of these Reincarnators, because of global reincarnation, the old nation-state system had been scrapped. Now, society was split into zones.

The Reincarnation Space had four major zones: Eastern Continent, Western Republic, North America, and the Southern Isles.

Each zone had a Holy War list—the top ten fighters, ranked by the system. Amy was number seven on the Western Republic’s list, known as the ”Daughter of the Exploding Bear.”

So if this woman in front of her could stop her punch that easily, Amy figured she must also be one of the top fighters on the list.

But what happened next caught her off guard.

The woman in white said calmly, ”Ancient Tomb Sect. Li Mochou.”

”What?!” Amy’s eyes went wide. ”Scarlet Lotus Fairy Li Mochou? Bullshit! That’s impossible!”

Even after coming to this world, Amy had heard the name ”Li Mochou” many times. She knew that woman was hated by all in the martial arts world. In fact, this entire tournament was supposedly being held to wipe her out.

But to Amy and the other Reincarnators, Li Mochou was no big deal. In their eyes, she was just another local from this world, not even worth worrying about.

How could a local possibly be this strong?

”If you think it’s impossible, that’s just because you don’t know enough,” said Li Mochou—or rather, Anran, now controlling her body.

If this were the real Li Mochou, she wouldn’t be able to block Amy’s punch so easily.

Right after she said that, Li Mochou’s figure vanished from everyone’s view.

*Splat.*

Blood sprayed through the air, and a huge arm flew off into the sky.

Amy’s pupils shrank. She stared blankly at her now-missing right arm, then screamed in pain.

”Does it really hurt that much?” Anran reappeared, her white clothes fluttering in the wind. ”You Reincarnators are supposed to have a high pain tolerance, aren’t you?”

”How do you… know that?” Amy gritted her teeth, her face filled with fear.

Now she was sure—this person definitely wasn’t a Reincarnator. Because Reincarnators were forbidden from revealing their identity. The term ”Reincarnator” itself was banned.

Anyone who said the word out loud in a story world would be hit with an instant death penalty, no exceptions.

But if this woman wasn’t one of them, how could she know about Reincarnators?

”I know far more than you think,” Anran said calmly, without the slightest emotion. ”For example, I know you’re planning to use your third transformation to turn things around, right?”

”You…” Amy froze, stunned.

How could she know what I was thinking? Could the martial arts of this world really read minds?

”Of course martial arts can’t do that,” Anran said quietly. ”That’s why I’m not using martial arts on you. I’m using... laws.”

Laws?!

Amy’s eyes went wide as she gasped. Without any hesitation, she shouted, ”Support system, bring me back!”

She was scared—really scared.

She knew exactly what the ”Law” was. Anyone who could control it had stepped into godhood. That kind of power only showed up in high-level S-rank story dungeons, usually tied to the final boss.

Amy had no idea why a native of this low-level score-farming dungeon could control something like that—and she didn’t have time to figure it out. All she could think about now was staying alive.

Buzz.

A soft white glow appeared, covering Amy’s whole body.

This was a sign that a Reincarnator was about to return. That white light came from the power of the Law too, and once it activated, it made the Reincarnator untouchable—no attack could get through it.

But before Amy could even feel relieved, a flash of silver light shot toward her. The brilliant sword aura cut straight through the white shield like it wasn’t even there, slicing across her massive body.

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