Super Divine Martial Arts

The hardest part about rebirth stories is that even though the synopsis says you've lived for many years and are several decades old, you can't quite capture that mature and composed feeling, making the reader feel that you've returned to the past, and your intelligence has regressed as well. What's the point of your rebirth then?

If you can't handle a rebirth story, don't write one. Reborn after 300 years, you still have no fighting spirit? Even a pig would become a spirit after 300 years, and you're even worse than a pig?

The poison is so extreme that the protagonist has lost his mind and doesn't seem like a living person who once lived for over 100 years. He's truly wasted his life.

Damn, this book is so addictive! It's full of rambling, and a single fight scene can take up two or three chapters just of dialogue. I recommend it to anyone with a high tolerance for toxic content.

It's strange. The protagonist traveled back from the future, so why would he have a premonition that something big is about to happen? Shouldn't he already know?

I don't want to criticize either pretentiousness or nonsense. What's most frustrating is when someone is chasing you, and you're weak but you still end up walking right into their trap. Of course, this isn't the most frustrating part. The most frustrating thing is that a place where geniuses from the entire alliance, even the entire world, gather for trials is completely unguarded, allowing…

First, I want to say that whether it's the protagonist or the antagonist, there's too much unnecessary dialogue and excessive internal monologues. Second, it's incredibly padded. Third, the forced displays of power are the most fatal flaw. But none of that matters.

I'm truly speechless. After reading over 200 chapters, he's still just an ordinary person, not even at the lowest level of martial arts.

Novelists, could you please write your villainous elite characters with a little brain? I used to hang out with upper-class people, and I've almost never seen anyone go to such lengths to harm someone over a single word or glance. First, it's unnecessary; second, it lowers your own social standing; and third, we're not from the same social class.

The protagonist tests poison on himself—a familiar premise, a familiar trope. All the supporting characters have a grudge against the protagonist, who always wears a bitter smile, revealing he was an idiot before his rebirth. Feel free to jump in; it has all the usual quirks and twists, there's bound to be one that suits your taste.