Chen Mo vanished.
He vanished from the arena and from the radar displays.
Wow!
The spectator stands erupted into an uproar.
Teleportation?
Or some other ability?
Countless people watching Chen Mo began speculating about his ability. But even Teleportation should have left some trace; he should not have disappeared completely.
Or had Chen Mo used his ability to flee the arena?
That would have been ridiculous.
Opinions flew everywhere.
Yet every spectator stared fixedly at the arena. The roaring venue, which held tens of millions of lives, fell briefly silent.
This scene appeared both in the virtual reality arena and on livestream platforms across the universe.
While the outside world watched the excitement, Lv Hua and Galahad at the center of the arena were far from relaxed. Shut off from the arena's clamor, the silence inside their mechs was terrifying.
They could not see their enemy, yet felt as though he was everywhere.
It was like a rope had tightened around their throats, steadily constricting and ready to take their lives at any moment.
Cold sweat trickled down as their grips on their weapons tightened unconsciously.
Was their opponent an Assassin Battle Armor Master?
A suspicion surfaced in Lv Hua's mind. Concealing one's form was the most classic ability of Assassin Battle Armor Masters, but normally, they concealed either themselves from Quantum Radar or optical radar, choosing one of the two.
This was his first time encountering someone who had vanished from both types of radar at once.
Had the opponent left the radar's detection range?
Lv Hua did not think so.
He could clearly sense that Chen Mo was still in the arena. That threatening feeling remained constant and distinct. Fine sweat seeped from his skin, his chest rose and fell, and Lv Hua could even hear his own