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 at that realm could have

thought to himself.

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

no other than Steward Lu!

immediately recognized him as soon as he appeared

the sect, particularly managing the grunt disciples. But he kept a low profile and rarely appeared before the grunt

now. The winner of the said contest will be promoted to an

the crowd as if threatening anyone who dared

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

his grunt disciples were of no

also a dozen injured people, but Steward Lu didn't bother to ask.

a steward in the sect, he had gone through many challenges. He had overcome the difficulty in entering the Earth Realm until his cultivation was

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

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

positions, except for him. He was made in charge of the humble grunt disciples who were neglected and despised

he had always been indifferent of his role. Most of the time, he made himself busy with other things to get

the sect was in urgent need of outer disciples. They had specially instructed

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

in person. He was hoping that the grunt disciples would figure

the grunt disciples started discussing the matter

announcements were usually made

ought to start next year, but now, it would be held in 2 months.

voice speculating Steward Lu took