
An Elderly Martial Artist on the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races
万族战场上的老年武者
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- Ongoing
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- 738k Words
- Genre
- Eastern Fantasy
- Subgenre
- High-Martial World
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- 1y ago
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It was probably written for fun; the logic is a mess. And the author will definitely be imprisoned; we'll just have to see how long he can hold out.
Author, are you kidding me? In the face of a racial war, you only recognize realm and not real strength. You want the protagonist to pretend to be weak while actually being strong? That's not how you do it.
The writing at the front-line base was alright, but it went downhill as soon as I got home. It's like a completely different author now, full of cheesy, scheming nonsense. I'd rather be on the front lines killing the enemy! I'm not reading anymore for now; please contact me when I get back to the front lines.
His character became rather poor after returning to Earth. He had a cheat code and then angrily called others cowards, inciting a few hot-blooded teammates, only to then say, "My escape skills are top-notch; even if I can't win, I can always run away." What about his teammates?
Good idea, but the logic is too messy.
The preceding text describes humanity's arduous struggle for survival, their hasty path of spiritual martial arts, and the monsters they encounter claiming intelligence and the ability to sense cultivation levels, yet like humans, they only recognize the soul… and even with systems in place, these systems don't recognize your true strength? -.-
These days, don't they test strength before fighting in the arena? What kind of foolish organizers are they? With the whole world knowing about body cultivators, how could the procedures for a beast-fighting competition be so simple? It would be more believable if the organizers started to fleece you after you demonstrated your strength, but this is such a hasty arrangement, accepting bets of 2 billion! It's like treating it like 200 yuan!
There's a logical problem: if your head is cut off, as long as your health bar isn't empty, does that mean you won't die?
Yes, the logic is too messy, the beginnings don't match the end. It was a good idea, but it turned into a huge jumbled mess.
What's the use of old age?
I'd like to ask if the text mentions any special advantages for the elderly? There's this inexplicable addition of a "children's age to watch out for" setting, and the plot is similar to that of ordinary young people. Would it have made no difference if this age setting hadn't been implemented in the first place?
You, at the peak of this tier, are going to defeat a fourth-tier beast? Author, come out and explain if this is even possible! The power system is so illogical!