"Shut up, don't mention him to me!"
Bai Ye's casual remark struck a nerve with Jemmas, hitting the most sensitive spot.
Jemmas detested Li JiaYi's bossiness, yet he had to admit Li JiaYi was superior to him.
Jemmas considered himself clever, but he also had to concede that Li JiaYi was often right.
That was why Jemmas was here, wanting to kill Bai Ye to prove himself to Li JiaYi. Instead, Bai Ye's casual remark had poked his wound again.
"Phantom Trace!"
Jemmas roared, his body seeming to blur, becoming indistinct and elusive as he lunged at Bai Ye, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.
His figure flickered from left to right, appearing incredibly elusive.
Then…
*Clang!*
Bai Ye directly swung Yong Zhen Nan Huang, sweeping across a wide area in front of him. Immediately, a crisp clanging sound echoed again as Jemmas was once more repelled.
"Flashy nonsense," Bai Ye scoffed. "Completely useless."
In reality, Jemmas's Phantom Trace technique was quite potent. Bai Ye couldn't discern the true body's location. However, Bai Ye figured Jemmas was likely driven mad by anger. The surrounding area was filled with various machinery, and the walkways were narrow, only about two meters wide. Yong Zhen Nan Huang's sweep covered the entire frontal area, ensuring any attack would hit its mark.
Meanwhile, Jemmas, pushed back again, felt his rage boil over. Gritting his teeth, he snarled, "Bai Ye, do you really think I'd come for you unprepared? Since I said I was here to kill you, you will die today!"
As he finished speaking, Jemmas discarded his knight's sword, abandoning his weapon.
Then…
"Come out!" Jemmas bellowed. "Deathmatch Fighter!"
With a *clang*, a dark radiance appeared before Jemmas. Following that, a loud metallic impact resounded, and a vaguely humanoid silhouette emerged from the darkness.
Bai Ye blinked in surprise, his eyes widening instantly.
"Are you kidding me?" Bai Ye licked his lips. "Why would something like this appear now?"
Before Jemmas stood a colossal metal figure, just over two meters tall, exuding a high-tech aura. Its body and arms featured multi-faceted designs, while its lower body was more rounded with curved joints. Its head resembled an American football helmet.
Mecha!
Bai Ye immediately thought of the word, and his astonishment was palpable.
The romantic fantasy of men, mechas indeed existed within the World Battlefield. However, this was absolutely not something that should appear at this stage; it was equipment seen in later stages of combat.
It was known that while items in the World Battlefield could reach gold quality at most, there were some beyond-quality items.
These items required multiple gold-quality components to form a complete whole.
For instance, the tattered scroll of the Sunflower Manual Bai Ye possessed, which required self-castration, was a top-tier martial art from the martial arts world—no, it should be called a supreme technique.
Each scroll was gold quality, but a single scroll was useless. However, what if the entire manual was assembled?
A supreme technique requiring several gold-quality scrolls would naturally be incomparable to ordinary gold-quality martial arts.
Therefore, the Sunflower Manual was of beyond-quality.
Of course, the price of severing one's lifelong happiness…
Even if it was beyond-quality, Bai Ye wouldn't do it. If he became a eunuch, even if he could leave the World Battlefield, there would be no more enjoyment in life. He might as well die within the World Battlefield.
But a principle was a principle. Although mechas were gold-quality items, they were in fact beyond-quality, because assembling a mecha required numerous parts, and each of these parts was gold-quality.
Nowadays, it was difficult even to find a single part of a mecha, so how could a mecha appear?
Jemmas, seeing Bai Ye's shock, laughed heartily, "This thing is called a Mechanized Armor!"
As he spoke, Jemmas reached out and pressed a switch on the back of the Mechanized Armor. The back panel opened, and Jemmas stepped directly inside.
The next instant, mechanical whirring sounds filled the air. The back panel sealed shut, and simultaneously, the eyes and chest lit up with a blue glow.
A look of realization dawned on Bai Ye's face. How could he have forgotten about this?
Mechanized Armor, indeed, such a thing existed.
Primarily originating from the Cyberpunk world, this item resembled a mecha but was much smaller. Standard mechas were at least three meters tall, while larger ones could be tens or even hundreds of meters.
Hearing Jemmas's words, Bai Ye realized the current object wasn't particularly large. It only *looked* like a mecha, and it was likely a Mechanized Armor.
However, even a Mechanized Armor was an extremely rare find. They started at black quality and were exceptionally scarce, as most Mechanized Armors were red quality.
Bai Ye licked his lips. This Jemmas had some substance!
Under normal circumstances, a Mechanized Armor like this shouldn't be obtainable at this point.
Simultaneously, after entering the Mechanized Armor, Jemmas strode purposefully towards Bai Ye.
"Bai Ye!" Jemmas's voice boomed from within the Mechanized Armor. "Are you ready to die?"
As he spoke, Jemmas manipulated the Mechanized Armor, raising its fist.
*Clang!*
The steel fist slammed into Yong Zhen Nan Huang. Bai Ye felt a heavy impact. With the mechanical power of the Mechanized Armor, the force behind Jemmas's punch instantly multiplied. Bai Ye gritted his teeth, barely managing to withstand the blow.
But in the next moment, Jemmas raised his left arm and delivered another punch.
*Clang!*
As the second punch landed, Bai Ye's arm involuntarily bent.
A crushing pressure weighed down on him.
Jemmas let out a triumphant laugh, then abruptly lifted his leg and delivered a sweeping kick to Bai Ye's abdomen.
With a *bang*, Bai Ye was sent flying backward, tumbling repeatedly after hitting the ground before he finally managed to regain his balance.
Pressing his hand against the ground, Bai Ye knelt on one knee. He felt a surge of warmth in his throat, and with a *poof*, Bai Ye spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Hahahaha…" Jemmas roared with laughter. "Bai Ye, weren't you just being arrogant? Why can't you be arrogant anymore?"
Bai Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and ignored Jemmas.
If words were useful, what need would there be for fists?
*Gulp, gulp.*
Soon, bubbles began to emerge from Bai Ye's body, and a large amount of purple venom flowed out.
"Poison Dragon!"
Bai Ye rose, took a step forward, and clenched his fist, unleashing a blow forward.
…