Human Hearts Below

Time passed bit by bit.

One battle after another began, then ended.

Wei He went from initial discomfort and unfamiliarity to gradually becoming accustomed to it.

Nor was his record entirely victorious.

At first, his opponents truly were lacking; most of them fell short of Wei He in skill and awareness.

But later, after he had accumulated more victories and passed twenty matches, the strength of his opponents suddenly increased greatly.

Beside Wei He's name, there was also an additional mark representing his rating—a transparent badge shaped like a storm.

After that, as his victories gradually increased, the badge turned bronze, then black iron.

Then, in his third match after it turned silver—

Wei He lost.

He had used his martial arts realm and every kind of technique, yet he had still lost.

His opponent's combat skills also possessed a formidable realm and technique. After the two fought for over ten minutes—

Wei He lost by a narrow margin, caught by a single move and having his head blown apart.

From then on, opponents beyond the silver badge either possessed formidable martial arts realms or bizarrely powerful spirit arts.

Even when Wei He used all his strength apart from gravity and his physical body, he could only maintain a record of three losses for every victory. He could no longer raise his badge rating.

The Starry Sky civilization clearly did not lack powerful individuals.

Compared with Yuan Yue's small population, the vast Penza Empire had an enormous population and was constantly at war with Star Abyss and other nations. Its odds of producing strong individuals were no worse than Yuan Yue's.

Several hours later, Wei He emerged from the simulation grounds in considerable satisfaction, the body frame on him automatically receding.

He was drenched in sweat, and his eyes were