About how my wife resurrected me as tentacles after my death.

Early the next morning, Yu Wan went to the training ground.

The person in charge was eating a piece of dry, hard black bread when he saw her come in and almost choked.

This newbie just got 1076 yesterday, why is he here again today?

"Do you have any of a higher level?" Yu Wan stood in front of him, her tone as indifferent as yesterday.

"Yes, we have those over 900 and those over 800. Which rank do you want?" The person in charge flipped through the tablet and called out several ranking ranges.

Yu Wan did not answer.

The improvement in rankings of 900 and 800 is too small; climbing up one match at a time is too slow.

"What is the highest?"

"The highest-ranked one, number 126, is a regular at the Trial Grounds. He just likes to come here and keep fighting."

The true masters of the older generation don't care about this ranking.

In their eyes, this ranking is just a system for managing the expedition city.

Their main task was to fight the alliance.

"Hmm." Yu Wan responded, "So be it if I'm ranked over 100."

"Um?"

The person in charge looked at Yu Wan's calm face and assumed she hadn't understood.

"Ranked 126th, not outside of 126th, but 126th in Expedition City. People at this rank can take on level 3 monsters one-on-one."

"Your ranking is only 1076, that's not just a few times, it's..."

Yu Wan didn't say anything more, but simply asked him to enter the information into the system.

The person in charge has been in this industry for many years and has seen many newcomers who are arrogant and ignorant, but he has never seen anyone like this before.

However, the rules of the trial arena allow challenges that are above one's level.

Expedition City was unusually lenient in this regard, probably because the group of believers who built the training grounds didn't care about the lives of the weak from the very beginning.

He could only enter both names into the system, then waved his hand: "Next match, Fang Ming vs. Xing Zhan."

The people in the stands, who had been chatting idly, immediately erupted in a commotion when they heard those two names mentioned at the same time.

"It's that newcomer from yesterday, arrogant and daring to challenge someone ranked over 100th."

"She's probably from some powerful family. I think she's a good match."

"You're so sure about her! Yesterday she was fighting some noob with a score of just over 1000, and today this is Xing Zhan with a score of 126. Do you even know how many years he's been fighting in the training grounds?"

The matchmaking system in the Trial Arena does have some issues.

It allows challenges to be played regardless of the ranking difference, as long as both parties agree to enter the challenge into the system.

When those followers of the evil god designed these rules, they probably didn't consider fairness at all.

What they want is chaos, competition, and constant fighting.

Yu Wan walked to the center of the trial field.

Her opponent was already standing opposite her; he was a burly man with several thick iron chains wrapped around his arms.

The end dragged on the ground, making a sound.

When he saw Yu Wan walk in, he was stunned for a moment, and then a sinister smile slowly spread across his lips.

This morning he received a system notification saying that a newcomer ranked 1076 wanted to challenge him, and he thought it was a system bug.

He almost burst out laughing when he saw the real person.

He had seen plenty of people like this who overestimated themselves, thinking they were invincible after beating a few low-ranked noobs.

As a result, he couldn't even last ten seconds in his hands.

The person in charge waved, and the competition began.

Xing Zhan dragged the iron chain as he rushed over, each step he took on the stone platform producing a muffled vibration.

The iron chain also scraped a long string of sparks off the ground.

He wasn't fast, but he was incredibly strong.

The punches generated wind pressure, causing the flags planted at the edge of the training ground to flutter loudly.

As expected, none of the top 200 people in Expedition City are normal.

But Yu Wan is not a normal person either.

It should be said that Chen Yuan, who embodies these qualities, is not a normal person.

The phantom form is unnecessary; there's no need to even show the tentacles. Just use a little bit of black liquid to fuse it into a phantom state.

The black liquid seeped into her skin along her collarbone and spread along her blood vessels to her right arm.

The testing platform cracked with spiderweb-like fissures, sending debris flying and the shockwave sending Xing Zhan flying.

The iron chain swung wildly in the air and slammed down on his back with a thud.

He fell to the ground and slid for dozens of meters.

It will be resolved within ten seconds.

Everyone present gasped in shock.

Are they seeing things?

Xing Zhan struggled to get up, but as soon as his hands touched the ground, Yu Wan was already standing in front of him.

Now Chen Yuan has taken over.

He used Yu Wan's hand to grab Xing Zhan's collar, lifting him off the ground to eye level with him.

Xing Zhan's face was bruised and swollen, and he could barely speak. He managed to squeeze out a few words: "I admit defeat... please... please stop hitting me."

Do you know any evil gods?

Xing Zhan's brain went blank for a moment.

"???"

He's been fighting in the training grounds for so many years, he's been beaten, instantly killed, and thrown off the platform.

But no one ever brings him up and the first thing they ask is this.

In the second he was stunned, Chen Yuan slammed his head hard onto the ground again.

When he was lifted up again, his face was covered in blood.

Isn't this supposed to be a training ground? When did it turn into an interrogation room?!

"Do you know the origins of the training grounds?"

"have no idea!"

"Xing Zhan shouted quickly, afraid that if he was even half a second late, he would be hit again.

Chen Yuan then lifted his head up again.

Xing Zhan was on the verge of a breakdown. Was this person here to rank people or to check their household registration?

He frantically searched his mind for every rumor related to the training grounds, finally recalling one that he could barely manage to say:

"But there's one person, someone who's been in first place since the trial grounds were built, and has never fallen off. That's all I know! Really!"

Chen Yuan casually tossed him off the stage.

Xing Zhan rolled twice on the ground, got up, and ran.

The training ground was silent for several seconds.

Then it exploded.

Everyone knows that a truly mysterious expert has arrived at the training grounds, and Xing Zhan, ranked 126th, couldn't even last ten seconds against her.

This level of skill is definitely not outside the top 1000; it's at least in the top ten, or even higher.

I estimate they'll break into the top ten in the city.

Yu Wan ignored the commotion behind her.

She took the ranking certificate, which had already been automatically updated.

Fang Ming, ranked 126th.

She put the certificate in her pocket, pushed open the iron gate of the trial ground, and walked out to the quiet square.

The first in Expedition City...

He's been sitting in that spot ever since the training ground was built, and he's never fallen off.

If it's true, then this person is either ridiculously strong or has a direct connection with the group of evil god followers behind the trial grounds.

Perhaps he is one of the believers who built the trial grounds, or more directly... he is an agent of the evil god in the expedition city.

Regardless of the possibility, finding this person might reveal which evil god is behind this trial ground...