The Supreme God

Seeing the overwhelming confidence of Matias, Austin sneered and ridiculed, "Is that so? You seem so confident."

"There's only one way to find out. Let's try, shall we?"

Matias responded solemnly. It seemed that he started to consider Austin as an equal adversary.

The audience was hoping to see the two fight to find out who was the strongest.

"To tell you frankly, I am looking forward to our match. It's been quite a while since the last time I competed with a strong opponent like you," declared Matias again. He glared at Austin with soaring fighting spirit as he clenched his fists.

However, Austin appeared to be unusually calm. He stood firm with his hands behind his back, devoid of any dismay.

Not a single sign of anger or agitation could be seen in Austin as if fighting Matias was something he wasn't worried about.

When Matias sensed that Austin wasn't interested in fighting him, his facial expression had changed.

He then said coldly, "But first, I'll teach you what respect is and the price you should pay for your arrogance!"

With that said, he directed his powers to his clenched fist and prepared to launch an attack.

"Stop!"

When Matias was about to attack, a thundering sound came.

Everyone in the area immediately felt a strong presence so overwhelming that they could hardly breathe. Whoever it was, his strength appalled everyone.

'To have this strong presence, he must be a powerful warrior at Earth Realm.

those who are at least

thought to

floating figure appeared in the sky. He glanced around with his sharp and angry eyes, and all disciples lowered their heads to

no other than Steward Lu!

him as soon as he appeared from

personnel matters in the sect, particularly managing the grunt disciples. But

contest will be promoted to an outer disciple. But before then, any duel, regardless of the reason, is forbidden. Any disciple who

over the crowd as if threatening anyone who dared

then stared at Austin, Matias, and the latter's followers for

grunt disciples were of no interest to him.

people, but Steward Lu didn't bother to ask.

steward wasn't easy for Steward Lu. Before he became a steward in the sect, he had gone through many

overcoming every obstacle, he finally became a steward. But his assignment was something he hadn't expected–managing the affairs of

while some were given the role to manage

was made in charge of the humble grunt disciples who were

Most of the time, he made himself busy with other things to get through

time, the sect was in urgent need of outer disciples. They had specially instructed him to pay attention to this

thought that if some of his grunt disciples could be promoted to outer disciples, he would finally gain the respect

visit to announce the news in person. He was hoping that the grunt disciples would figure out how important the contest was that

Lu's announcement sank in, the grunt disciples started discussing the matter with themselves.

grunt disciples was held every four years and the announcements were usually

it would be held in 2 months. When the grunt disciples heard it, they wondered why

comments in a low voice speculating Steward Lu took