Inside the grand hall of the Battle Castle, a group of newcomers dressed in linen clothing suddenly emerged from the training grounds, whose doors had been locked tight.
"This combat system is truly incredible. Those opponents feel almost no different from real people—every single one of them is ridiculously strong. Even in a one-on-one fight, they completely crushed me," Hei Zi said, his expression a mix of admiration and dejection as he recalled his training bouts.
The top eight fighters in the Newcomer's Gift Pack were one thing—at least he'd had a slim hope of winning against them. But the last two were absurdly powerful; he'd been defeated effortlessly before he could even mount a counterattack.
"What a shame the Newcomer's Gift Pack only lets you fight these opponents. If there were more, that'd be great," Feiying sighed from the side, shaking his head. "The Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets really is something else. Just sparring against ordinary experts for a day costs a hundred points. Unless you can break into the top two hundred, there's no way you can fight these high-level opponents every day."
Although it had only been a few hours of combat—and only ten opponents in total—he could feel that in that brief span, he'd already learned a great deal from the fights. If he could spar against all kinds of experts over a long period, his combat experience would skyrocket. Breaking into the Realm of Subtlety might not be out of reach.
"Everyone's had about enough practice for today. We should focus on climbing the Battle Tower and improving our rankings first," Huo Wu agreed that it was a shame, but raising their rankings was the priority today. Without a better ranking, there was no way to earn more combat points.
After entering the training system, they'd already gathered plenty of information from other newcomers about the Battle Tower and the veterans of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.
Snatching a spot in the top two hundred from those Pavilion members was no easy feat.
And she wanted to break into the top one hundred and fifty. Only the top one hundred and fifty earned two hundred points per day—enough to spar daily against all the Realm of Subtlety experts in the database. At two hundredth place, she'd have to wait two full days between sessions.
Through the fights she'd had so far, the top eight experts in the Newcomer's Gift Pack had offered virtually no challenge to her anymore. Only the last two had truly given her trouble. After dozens of matches, her win rate hovered around fifty-fifty.
Meanwhile, Pavilion members ranked around one hundred and fifty could beat the Newcomer's Gift Pack's Realm of Subtlety experts with at least an eighty percent win rate.
With her current level, charging into the top one hundred and fifty would be a serious test.
At the same time, she was thrilled. Back in the entire Star Moon Kingdom, the number of people who could spar with her and push her to improve could be counted on one hand. Here, there was a whole crowd waiting for her to challenge.
"Sister Huo Wu, look—there's a huge crowd gathered over there," Ziyan Liuyun said, spotting the teleportation gate leading to the Battle Tower and looking puzzled. "What are they doing?"
When they'd first arrived, the Battle Castle had been far less crowded. Now the entire hall held over a hundred people.
"Oh, someone seems to be coming out from inside."
Ke Le watched as a flash of white light shimmered before the teleportation gate, and a figure slowly emerged.
Before long, a familiar silhouette appeared before them.
A massive crowd had gathered at the teleportation gate of the Battle Tower. The moment
The way everyone stared at him was like looking at some kind of monster—utterly strange.
Huo Wu and the others had no way of knowing that these Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets members had been in the simulation training system for over a month. Some of them had even been through more than one training cycle. Yet they remained stubbornly stuck on the fourth floor, unable to advance a single step further.
And here was
"He doesn't look much older than twenty, does he? Breaking through to the fifth floor at that age—this would rank pretty high in the history of our Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets."
"Mm. Top twenty at least."