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On a virtual arena in the Tianwu Battle Network, two figures suddenly solidified.

Zhang Zhihao perked up and looked at his matched opponent not far away. He saw that the opponent's face was shrouded in a hazy mist, making his features indistinct, clearly indicating that he had activated anonymous mode.

He immediately brought up the opponent's information panel and quickly scanned the data.

"His health just broke 3, and he hasn't played a single ranked match... Ha, he's a newbie. This match is in the bag!"

"At least the internet fee wasn't wasted today; after three consecutive losses, Battle.net finally gave me a treat!"

The thought of easily "fishing" instantly dispelled the gloom of his recent losing streak, and his mood brightened.

However, out of caution, he decided to use the 10-second preparation time before the battle to take the initiative, disrupt the opponent's mindset, and ensure victory was assured.

"Tsk, hiding your face, another anonymous coward!" Zhang Zhihao launched into a verbal sparring session, his voice deliberately disdainful. "A real man should openly reveal his name!"

Chen Mochuan was taken aback upon hearing this, never expecting that the opponent he was matched with would be so childish.

However, he ignored what the other person said and instead used the 10-second safe period to observe the other person carefully.

The 10-second preparation time passed in the blink of an eye, and the battle officially began the moment the countdown reached zero!

Zhang Zhihao launched the first attack, propelling himself forward with a powerful jab aimed straight at Chen Mochuan's face. The force of the punch was whistling, indicating that he had been preparing for a long time.

Facing the fierce Zhang Zhihao, Chen Mochuan showed no panic. He met the attack head-on with a punch, the two fists striking each other with a dull thud.

The two exchanged blows, using moves from the Peiyuan Fist style.

But Zhang Zhihao's punches were fierce and powerful, and he was determined to finish the fight quickly.

Chen Mochuan, on the other hand, combined defense with offense, his moves were fluid and unrestrained, and he always managed to defuse the opponent's fierce attacks at the last minute. Although he seemed to be mainly on the defensive, he had firmly controlled the rhythm of the battle.

After a dozen or so moves, Chen Mochuan had figured out Zhang Zhihao's general situation.

The opponent's Peiyuan Fist level is higher than Lu Feng's, having reached the proficiency level. However, judging from the application of fist power, he has not yet grasped the Ming Jin. In addition, his Qi and blood value is only 3.63, so his overall strength is actually inferior to Lu Feng's.

However, as a free sparring partner, it's acceptable.

Chen Mochuan had a sudden thought. He recalled his previous sparring with Feng Shi. Because the opponent was too strong, even if he attacked with all his might, he could not hurt him in the slightest. Since he had not yet fully grasped the practical effect of Ming Jin, he decided to try his hand at Zhang Zhihao.

He deliberately created an opening, revealing a gap in his left rib.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhihao was overjoyed, thinking he had seized an opportunity, and threw a punch with all his might!

Chen Mochuan slightly turned his body, his left hand deflecting and guiding the opponent's attack with a flick of his wrist like a swimming fish, while his right fist, which was secretly gathering strength, struck Zhang Zhihao's ribs with lightning speed.

With a muffled thud, Zhang Zhihao cried out in pain, "Ah!"

The excruciating pain in his ribs made Zhang Zhihao break out in a cold sweat. The pain simulation in the ranking match was exactly the same as in reality and could not be adjusted. This blow made him feel as if his ribs had cracked!

At the start of the ranking competition, Zhang Zhihao intended to use his advantage in qi and blood and his mastery of the Peiyuan Fist to launch a swift attack and defeat his opponent in one fell swoop.

But as the fight went on, he realized something was wrong. His anonymous opponent's boxing skills were extremely high, and he was being steadily suppressed by him.

He was greatly alarmed: "The Great Completion of the Peiyuan Fist?"

But one thing he couldn't understand was that the opponent's health was only 3.20...

Logically speaking, Peiyuanquan (培元拳) is supposed to strengthen muscles and bones and improve blood circulation. If someone has mastered it, their blood circulation level should not be this low. It would be understandable if it were an elderly person in their seventies or eighties whose blood circulation is declining, but the other person is obviously very young. Zhang Zhihao has never seen such a freak in real life.

Even when facing a formidable enemy, he did not lose his fighting spirit. He believed that with his rich combat experience, as long as he persisted in dealing with the opponent, he would eventually find a weakness, which would be his chance to win.

However, when he thought he had found a weakness and launched an attack, he fell into a carefully planned trap.

His triumphant attack was easily neutralized, followed by a heavy blow to his ribs!

That powerful punch completely jolted him awake: "This is definitely Ming Jin! He's only just broken through level 3 in Qi and Blood and he's already mastered Ming Jin? When did Antu City produce such a formidable third-stage martial artist?!"

Seeing that Chen Mochuan did not pursue him, Zhang Zhihao quickly clutched his ribs and retreated in pain, while cursing the matchmaking system of Battle.net in his heart.

"I was so naive, thinking I could smurf, but I ran into a shark! Three losses weren't enough, now they've screwed me over for a fourth game! @#￥%& Battle.net! Give me back my trust!"

Zhang Zhihao felt pain in his ribs when he breathed. He wanted to surrender immediately, but the "honest and upright" boast he had just made before the game would definitely become a laughing stock for his opponents, something he couldn't let go of because of his pride.

He figured that if he took another punch from his opponent, his physical condition would be too poor and he would be judged to have lost directly by the battle network, so he thought he should continue to persevere and lose "honorably".

But things took another unexpected turn.

The opponent did not use Ming Jin again, and even changed the style of his fist technique, performing a slightly rusty set of fist techniques that he handled with ease, giving him the illusion for a moment that "I can do it again!"

"It looks like Tiger Fiend Fist, but it seems to be only at a beginner level. What is he trying to do?"

After only a few moves, he realized, "Damn, wait a minute... this guy seems to be using me as a free sparring partner, honing his newly learned boxing techniques!"

A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!

Coupled with the "breathing pain" in his ribs, Zhang Zhihao decisively surrendered.

Four consecutive losses are nothing, we'll definitely win the next one! He refuses to believe that after facing the shark, he can be matched with an even stronger opponent!

Seeing his opponent turn into a white light and disappear from the arena, Chen Mochuan felt a little helpless. He had just prepared to hone his Tiger Fiend Fist when his opponent ran away with his bucket.

It seems Ming Jin went too far, completely destroying the opponent's fighting spirit.

Fortunately, he had a pretty good understanding of the practical effects of Ming Jin and decided that if he wanted to keep someone as a sparring partner in the future, he must hold back a bit so as not to scare them away.

Just as he was pondering this, the system's settlement notification appeared.

"You have won this qualifying match!"

"Points +11 (Base victory points +10, Health/HP difference bonus +1)"

Your current rank is: Iron (511 points)

Congratulations on your first victory! Keep up the good work and strive for even greater heights!

Chen Mochuan nodded slightly; the points system of Tianwu Battle Network was indeed user-friendly.

In addition to the base win points, the winner of a ranked match will receive extra points if their opponent's health is significantly higher than their own. The greater the difference in health, the higher the reward.

In addition, starting from a winning streak of 3 games, you will receive an extra winning streak points bonus, and this bonus will increase as the winning streak increases, allowing strong players to gain points more quickly and advance in rank as soon as possible.

After a successful first battle, Chen Mochuan briefly summarized the gains and losses of the battle and then started a new round of matchmaking without hesitation.