A Man Like None Other

Thiago was the most powerful among the deacons, and he was now the favored disciple of the new sect leader.

Arnold wondered who the daring outer court disciple was to challenge Thiago. It was glaringly obvious that defeat was inevitable.

Arnold glanced at Jared. “Is he the disciple who issued the challenge?”

Jared was merely a Fourth Level Tribulator. No matter how he looked at it, it seemed impossible for him to challenge Thiago.

The disparity in their skills was rather significant. He reckoned Jared probably wouldn’t stand a chance even in a single move.

“Yes, it’s him!”

Thiago gave a nod.

“What’s the point, then? This challenge is utterly pointless. Given the gap in skill levels, you could just defeat him with one hand,” Arnold remarked in a rather dull tone.

Such a challenge, with such a vast disparity in skill levels, was simply not worth watching. It would be over in the blink of an eye, leaving the juridical elders feeling rather unenthused.

“Mr. Nielsen, even if I can crush him with a single finger, we still need to go through the motions and follow the process. Otherwise, some people might not accept it.”

Jared

a hint of a mocking smile played at

let’s get

pressed his hand onto a

radiant lights abruptly illuminated, and several arcane

could get started. Regardless

affect

and Carla grew tense. They had intended to stop Jared, but now that the

surrounding arcane array activating, Thiago let out a cold chuckle and said, “Kid, I didn’t expect you to be so fearless. But today, I’m going to make an example out of

Eighth Level Tribulator surged within him, filling

to kill

a newcomer yet you dare to offend me. If I don’t kill you, how am I supposed to command respect? However, you don’t have to die. All you

a rich kid. If he were to join their faction,

think you are? Just don’t beg

left Thiago seething

you’ve got. He is way too arrogant,” Adan

Carla looked