The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 1370

Chapter 1370 A Generation of Young Elites

The tournament grounds of the Martial Arts Tournament of Mount Netheris and spectator areas of Mount Netheris strictly prohibited the use of flying exotic beasts.

There were no exceptions–regardless of status.

Even the chief guardians of the major syndicates had to proceed on foot.

By 8 a.m., the mountain peak swarmed with elite fighters from the Netheris Syndicate and minor sects Ke the Black Faith Order.

Each young elite carried an aura of indomitable pride, their gazes sweeping dismissively over the crowds.

“Look–the one leading the procession! That’s Vania, Grandmaster of the First Syndicate! She was the first among our generation to break through to the Grandmaster realm!”

“Not only is Grandmaster Somerland peerlessly skilled, but her beauty rivals the heavens!”

Daphne followed the pointing fingers to a jade–skinned woman in azure robes, so exquisite she seemed carved from moonlight.

“I thought they claimed such looks were ‘ugly‘?” Daphne muttered.

“How does Vania qualify as a peerless beauty then?”

Arthur whispered, “Dad said noble houses use different standards.”

“Vania’s father is a Cardinal under the High Pontiff–so she’s judged by aristocratic metrics.

“Every year at the Martial Arts Tournament at Mount Netheris, the tournament finalists receives noble status from the High Pontiff himself.

“Once ennobled, they adopt elite privileges… including redefined beauty norms.”

Robin snorted. “What a cesspit–even appearances get rankings. This is ridiculous!

“The commoners here must be brainwashed to accept such nonsense.”

While they were throwing shades, another elite arrived.

The newcomer was built like a bear, broad–shouldered and rugged.

He had a thick beard covering his face. He was as fierce and imposing as a legendary warrior.

Frederick, the Second

were Cecily Wentz, High–tier Grandmaster of the Fourth Syndicate; Reiss Ave, High–tier Grandmaster of the Fifth Syndicate; Aurelia Rein, Peak Grandmaster

this gathering of elites, the usual frost in her eyes melted into reluctant

the Netheris Syndicates‘ rising generation,

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was not for lack of effort, but because of

others in the syndicate’s martial academies began combat training immediately, Hacyon

Lightborn Sect, had ensured her curriculum included

three years, all her time was spent

in the remaining seven years of seclusion could she begin martial

exams recurred annually, stealing time

elites before her had all surpassed the Grandmaster

hard. Yet here she stood–a mere First–rank

pressed down as the elites

noticed his sister’s clenched fists and whispered, “You’re stronger than them. Dad said you

level of First–rank

year, you could surpass

flicker of pain crossed Hacyon’s

a smile upon seeing her brother’s

resources I’ll never touch. I

needed years to First–rank

you

Arthur shook his head.

something we can never hope to obtain.” Hacyon’s voice

the highest I could reach would be Peak Master. I’ll never enter the Grandmaster realm in

Fruit from age one. He was trained personally by

how

just at her limitations, but at the

knew exactly which Peak Warlord

of the

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also the future

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