A Man Like None Other

Thiago couldn’t defeat Jared no matter what he did and finally understood that he was never Jared’s match to begin with and Jared had never viewed him as a threat the entire time.

Jared’s screams amid the fire source were merely teasing him. At that time, Thiago was still oblivious that Jared had already absorbed the violaceus flame.

“Do you think I have what it takes to become an inner court disciple with my ability?” Jared asked.

“Absolutely! I’m certain you can! I’ve lost. You’re now an inner court disciple!” Thiago fervently nodded, his eyes filled with fear.

“Since I’ve won, isn’t it time to fulfill our bet?” Jared asked.

“B-Bet? What bet?” Thiago feigned ignorance, playing dumb. He didn’t want to call Jared, Boss in front of so many people. Doing so would shame him. How would the other disciples perceive him after?

Jared’s brows furrowed, he didn’t utter a word. Instead, he seized Thiago by the throat, applying slight pressure. In an instant, Thiago felt as if his life was hanging by a thread.

“I got it! I remember now! Please don’t kill me!

Please!” Thiago pleaded urgently, genuinely afraid that the hotheaded Jared might kill him.

Thiago. A faint smile graced his face as he said,

Thiago gently

You’re too soft.” Jared shook his

voice, but only Jared

brow knitted once more, his

body shuddered, and he immediately cried out, “Boss! Boss!

voice was so loud that the entire Violet Flame Sect could

calling Jared, Boss. It felt like they had paid Thiago back for all they

Adan and his companions wore

judges calmly. “Can

had happened, deactivated the array, and

Axel Chadwick, emerging victorious. He has earned the status of

You’re

I’m head over

of all time,

of Gael’s faction cheered, rushed onto the arena, lifted Jared, and tossed him high