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.

the Second Syndicate’s Peak

closely behind were Cecily Wentz, High–tier Grandmaster of the Fourth Syndicate; Reiss Ave, High–tier Grandmaster of the Fifth Syndicate; Aurelia Rein, Peak Grandmaster of the Sixth Syndicate; Bexley Brine, High–tier Grandmaster of the Seventh

elites, the

rising generation, her cultivation was the

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lack of effort,

syndicate’s martial academies began combat training

father, former Archmage of the Lightborn Sect, had ensured her curriculum included the Dark Syndicate’s indoctrination courses–mandatory

years, all her

in the remaining seven years of seclusion could she

after, doctrine exams recurred annually, stealing time

had all surpassed the Grandmaster

hard. Yet

of inferiority pressed

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

such a short time frame, you’d reached the level of First–rank Master. That shows your talent

one more year, you could

flicker of pain

to force a smile upon seeing her brother’s

touch. I can never reach their

to First–rank Grandmaster–it took

you

Arthur shook his head.

the Bloodshade Fruit, something we can never

reach would be Peak Master. I’ll never enter the Grandmaster realm in this lifetime–let alone touch the perfected state of

the gathering elites. “He was fed Bloodshade Fruit from age one. He was trained personally by Warlords

background, how could we ever

her limitations,

which

son of the High Pontiff

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future successor to the High

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