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.

doubt about it! Only those who are at least

thought to

around with his sharp and angry eyes, and all disciples lowered their heads to avoid his gaze. Everyone was quiet and careful not to make any unnecessary

man was no other than Steward

soon as he

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

from now. The winner of the said contest will be promoted to an outer disciple. But before then, any duel, regardless of

as if

the latter's followers for a while before

conflicts between his grunt disciples were of no

injured people, but

Steward Lu. Before he became a steward in the sect, he had gone through many challenges. He had overcome

a steward. But his assignment was something he

the outer disciples, while some were given the role to manage the inner disciples. Others were assigned in Medicine Hall, Discipline Hall, or Martial

in charge of the humble grunt

had always been indifferent of his role. Most of the time,

need of outer disciples. They had specially instructed him to

be promoted to outer disciples, he would finally gain the respect and influence he

in person. He was hoping

Lu's announcement sank in, the grunt disciples started discussing the

for grunt disciples was held every four years and the announcements were usually made several months prior to the start of the

next promotion contest was ought to start next year, but now, it would be held in 2 months. When the

in a low voice speculating Steward Lu took it wrong.