The young woman moved like a startled Illusion Butterfly.

In a single, impossibly light leap, she drifted over ten meters back and to the side, perfectly dodging Lin Ye’s thunderous charge.

Lin Ye’s momentum carried him too far.

"Oops. Can’t seem to stop yourself, can you?"

Ye Qingxuan’s playful voice rang out, laced with a sly chuckle.

For the powerful Martial Artists of this era, fighting amongst the stars was nothing unusual.

Almost all the maps in *Martial Arts Peak* were based on real environments—places that actually existed or had once been battlefields.

Ye Qingxuan was clearly better adapted to fighting in a low-gravity environment.

Lin Ye ignored her taunts. He forced himself to stabilize, analyzing the speed and distance of his explosive burst and processing his body’s feedback.

His brain was rapidly gathering data, analyzing how to adjust his Body Technique and power generation in this unfamiliar gravitational environment.

But this attempt came at a price.

THWIP! THWIP! THWIP!

Seven or eight Profound Bird Feathers embedded themselves viciously all over his body!

-34!

-41!

-29!

A string of damage numbers floated above Lin Ye’s head.

Still, it was only superficial damage.

Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan’s eyes filled with astonishment.

"Oh? Such high defense... Are you practicing some kind of Horizontal Refining Skill?"

"But..."

A mysterious smile played on the young woman’s lips.

"My Profound Bird Feathers aren’t quite so simple, you see."

Lin Ye had, of course, already noticed.

Faint yet distinct sensations of numbness and weakness were spreading rapidly from the wounds, coursing through his body.

These Profound Bird Feathers...

’They’re coated in poison!’

[External toxin detected. You have received a temporary debuff: Paralysis (Nerve response speed reduced by 20%)]

[External toxin detected. You have received a temporary debuff: Weakness (Strength reduced by 20%)]

[External toxin detected. You have received a temporary debuff: Poisoned (Lose 30 Life Value per second)]

A series of system notifications popped up before Lin Ye’s eyes.

In the stream, Dong Dongchen watched the scene unfold. He shook his head in resignation and let out a long sigh.

"It’s over."

"In official offline tournaments, all competitors who use hidden weapons are strictly forbidden from using poison."

"But the virtual battles in *Martial Arts Peak* are meant to simulate real combat as closely as possible."

"In a true life-or-death battle, *not* poisoning your hidden weapons would be the foolish move."

"Qingxuan’s martial arts fundamentals are also incredibly solid. Don’t be fooled into thinking she can only attack from a distance. Even in close quarters, her combat skills are by no means weak."

"And what’s more..."

"She also has ’Illusion Butterfly,’ a Martial Arts Spirituality that perfectly complements her fighting style."

"Does everyone see the fantastical, rainbow-like hue of her right eye?"

"That wasn’t something she was born with. It’s an Acquired Martial Arts Spirituality, formed when her mother, Ye Hongjin, used the blood of the extremely rare Illusion Butterfly Race—part of the Celestial Abyss Race—to refine her eyes in her youth."

"In combat, that eye allows her to continuously project a weak, hypnotic spiritual wave at her opponent!"

"This wave subtly influences an opponent’s perception of distance and speed, and even their judgment of timing in battle!"

"When facing an overwhelming barrage of hidden weapons, even a split-second miscalculation is fatal!"

"A disadvantageous environment, a counter-style matchup, poisoned weapons, and on top of it all, a Spirit-interfering Martial Arts Spirituality that’s impossible to guard against..."

"This match... I genuinely, truly cannot imagine how Goblin is going to win this."

Dong Dongchen took a deep breath, his words practically a death sentence for Lin Ye.