Her ranking is unlikely to drop anytime soon.
but,
Moving forward will be challenging.
Without using the Wind Without Distance technique, Zhao Ziyan can only remain at this ranking.
"What's so important about rankings!"
After taking a bite of the grilled fish, Zhao Ziyan said nonchalantly,
"I don't care about rankings or such empty titles!"
"My opponent is Shura, the seed of supreme strength. I am destined to surpass even the strongest!"
Just as Zhao Ziyan was talking to herself, a weak woman's voice suddenly came from the side.
"Self-destruction surpassing even the strongest?"
Holy crap!
Zhao Ziyan instinctively drew her sword, but after recognizing her opponent, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Big sister, that's terrifying!"
A frail woman emerged from the shadows of the campfire.
"If I remember correctly, you should be gathering intelligence on the legions under the Ninth Demon God."
"Yes."
Zhao Ziyan pointed to the distance,
"I've finished gathering intelligence on the area I'm in charge of; they're all dead."
As long as I kill all the enemies, there will be no more intelligence to gather!
"Tch, no wonder you're always ranked last in performance reviews."
Shadow One didn't continue the casual conversation, but instead explained the mission of this trip.
"You know there's a duel between the Shadows and the Nightmare Legion, right?"
"Know!"
Zhao Ziyan, the Shadow Thirteen, jumped up.
"You're going to send me out? I'll go get Shadow Seven's spot right now!"
"Wait, let me finish."
The frail woman looked at Zhao Ziyan with a half-smile.
"The organization values you highly this time and has decided to entrust you with an important task!"
"ah?"
Happiness came too suddenly, and Zhao Ziyan was not prepared for it.
"Then... could you elaborate?"
Her voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of anticipation.
"Can."
The frail woman said,
"We're preparing to send you into battle. With the strongest combat power among your peers, the higher-ups value you highly, Xiao Zhao!"
The strongest fighter in its class?!
She's a war goddess, number one among her peers—isn't that practically Shadow One?!
Zhao Ziyan became arrogant, and even her speech became hesitant and stammering.
"This, this is too much trouble. I knew I would become Shadow One one day, I just never imagined it would be in this way..."
Zhao Ziyan quickly realized her mistake and apologized.
"Big sister, you're not angry, are you?"
"No, your older sister will only feel sorry for you."
"Come on, sign here."
Prompted by the seemingly weak woman, Zhao Ziyan signed the self-destructive young man's name without even glancing at the terms and conditions.
After signing, Zhao Ziyan pressed for an answer.
"Big sister, when and where does the martial arts competition start?"
Putting away the contract, Yingyi revealed an innocent smile, her voice soft and sweet, like a frail woman who could be blown away by a gust of wind.
"Two days later, at the King-level battle, you will fight as [King One]..."
Zhao Ziyan could no longer hear what was said after that.
Wang Yi?
Isn't it Shadow One?
Zhao Ziyan hurriedly looked at the treaty, and felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
She wasn't participating in the God of War level competition, but the King of War level!
She signed a voluntary agreement to be demoted to the rank of War King and participate in this competition!
Zhao Ziyan had only one thought in her mind:
Oh no, I've become the War King!
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