Questioning Life a Little

On the Second Layer of the Trial Tower, Wang Yi was leisurely yet fiercely battling a swarm of scorpion monsters in the desert.

To improve his combat experience, Wang Yi did not rush to kill the scorpions. Instead, he slowly reflected on his gains and losses during battle.

After all, although the Sign-in Panel could grant him Artistic Conception, it could not directly improve his combat experience.

He had to accumulate those things himself.

"Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" The sounds of rapid movement and attacks slicing through the air rose and fell across the desolate desert.

The Second Layer's Stage A trial mission was to kill fifty Beginner Beast General level Iron Armored Scorpions within ten minutes.

Iron Armored Scorpions were relatively small, allowing more than ten or even over twenty of them to attack a human at the same time!

Moreover, they dodged in strange, unpredictable ways and were extremely difficult to deal with.

Thus, the Second Layer's Stage A was several times more difficult than the previous stage!

Even Wang Yi, who appeared relaxed on the surface, did not dare let his guard down in the slightest.

"Time's about up."

About five minutes after entering the Second Layer's Trial Space, Wang Yi felt that he had tempered himself enough. No longer focused solely on dodging, he charged at the ferocious swarm of Iron Armored Scorpions with his blade in hand.

Every scorpion had dark-red armor, while its long, pointed tail was jet-black. Whenever they approached, those pointed tails would stab out like lightning, making them impossible to guard against.

Moreover, Iron Armored Scorpions could easily burrow into the sand and move through it. Their speed was not even slower than when moving across the desert. When they suddenly emerged to launch a sneak attack, they were like ghosts. One moment of carelessness could cost someone their life.

Wang Yi's right foot slammed heavily into the sand. Bang! The ground burst apart, sand and dust billowing into the air, accompanied by the faint, agonized shrieks of Iron Armored Scorpions. Clearly, some had secretly burrowed over to ambush Wang Yi, only to be discovered by him.

Using the force of that stomp, Wang Yi shot like a cannonball toward several Iron Armored Scorpions in one direction.

A sharp whistling sound, like arrows piercing the sky, rang out. The pointed tails of seven or eight dark-red Iron Armored Scorpions instantly straightened, stabbing at Wang Yi from all directions with lightning speed.

The angles were vicious, the speed fierce, and the attacks densely packed, giving him no room to evade.

"Swish!"

A flash of blade light appeared between heaven and earth, like a crimson waterfall sweeping over everything, including the tails thrusting toward Wang Yi. Without exception, they were all enveloped by the blade light.

Pshht~~ Every scorpion tail that struck out was severed in an instant by the sharp, violent blade light, broken sections flying away.

The next moment, a figure like blazing fire rushed past like the wind.

The blade light appeared again.

The sharp blade cleaved through the Iron Armored Scorpions with thunderous force, easily breaking through their outer defenses, plunging into their bodies, and extinguishing their lives.

Every Iron Armored Scorpion Wang Yi approached gained more than one wound. Some were reduced to mangled, incomplete corpses.

Yang Hui, waiting at the entrance of the towering giant tower, watched helplessly as the Trial Tower level on Wang Yi's black carving changed to '2.3'.

"He actually passed the Second Layer's first stage?" Yang Hui was deeply shocked.

The Trial Tower was a place that tested a Martial Artist's true combat strength.

After all, every challenger had the same physical attributes, and those attributes would not change. Passing more stages proved that one's combat power was stronger.

The further one went in the Trial Tower, the harder the stages became.

Even Yang Hui, after cultivating for so many years and becoming a War God, had only reached the first stage of the Third Layer. He had not even completely passed that first stage, so his Trial Tower level was only '3.2'!

The Elite Training Camp recruited supreme geniuses from all over the world, yet there were still dozens of trainees struggling on the First Layer of the Trial Tower.

This showed just how demanding the Trial Tower's standards were!

Yet Wang Yi, a newcomer who had not even officially become a Training Camp trainee, had passed the Second Layer's first stage on his very first test!

With this talent and aptitude, he was likely the first person Yang Hui had encountered in all his years!

But Yang Hui still did not believe Wang Yi could keep going.

Time slowly passed.

Yang Hui, standing at the Trial Tower entrance, once again saw Wang Yi's Trial Tower level change on the black carving—

'2.6'!

"Fuck!"

A curse slipped from the mouth of a War God.

Yang Hui's heart was full of shock.

He was even beginning to question life.

That was the Second Layer's Stage B trial. He simply could not understand how Wang Yi had passed it.

Was he really only eighteen years old?

Did a genius capable of passing the Second Layer's Stage B trial at eighteen even exist in this world?

Just as Yang Hui was questioning life.

Inside the Trial Space.

Wang Yi was slaughtering countless Iron Armored Scorpions in the desert, violent gusts sweeping sand and dust into the sky.

Among them were ten Intermediate Beast General level Silver Armored Scorpions, much larger than the other Iron Armored Scorpions.

Under the leadership of the Silver Armored Scorpions, dozens of Iron Armored Scorpions attacked together in wave after wave. Forget Beginner Warlords—even Advanced Warlords could easily perish!

Rather than pull away, Wang Yi transformed into a bolt of lightning, weaving through the Iron Armored Scorpions like a ghost. He forced them to abandon any Perfect formation to surround and kill him, unless they were willing to kill their own companions as well!

The explosive sounds of air bursting, scalp-numbing shrieks, and the wet sounds of blades chopping into Iron Armored Scorpions mixed together without end, chaotic and violent.

Wang Yi was covered in blood. No one knew how many Iron Armored Scorpions had died by his hand. His twin blades had become two streaks of bloody light, slashing wildly, sweeping upward, cutting sideways, chopping straight down... His mind did not think at all. In an instant, he attacked purely by instinct.

At that moment, he was like a savage demon, his blade light violent and filled with destruction.

Wherever he passed, he brought death.

Yang Hui stared blankly as the number on the carving abruptly jumped from '2.6' to '3.0'!

His throat moved as he swallowed with difficulty.

A groan rose from his heart.

Monster!

What kind of monster had he brought back?

Yang Hui knew that the Training Camp was about to be shaken to its core.

Yang Hui did not know how Wang Yi had passed the Trial Tower, but he knew that for Wang Yi to reach this point, his Body Movement, force exertion, Blade Technique... all of those had to have reached extremely high levels.

And not merely high levels!

"He's only eighteen years old..." Yang Hui's mind suffered an unprecedented shock. It felt like a dream, and he found it hard to believe this was real.

Yet the dazzling number on the black carving before him told him that all of it was real!

Born into an ordinary family, eighteen years old, having officially become a Martial Artist less than a month ago, with no one to guide him, reaching this point entirely through his own efforts... The thought flashed through Yang Hui's mind, making his scalp tingle.

He finally believed that monsters truly existed in this world!

And the Elite Training Camp might be about to welcome the most monstrous genius in its history!