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Chapter 1941

"He must have come from a backwater town. He wouldn't have been so confident if he was from thecity. How ignorant can one be?"

The young man’s expression became more twisted after continuous insults floated into his ear. Hisbody began to shake with rage and both of his eyes turned red as he stared daggers at the crowd.However, his effort was futile because no one paid any mind to his anger. He then took a deepbreath and felt as if he had been slapped hard by everyone there. The worst thing was he could donothing about it.

Fane sighed gently at everyone's realistic mentality. Those who are strong will forever be exaltedwhile the weak can do nothing but lick the strong's boots. Then again, the crowd might be right asthe young man obviously had not gone through any hardships before so how could he not beashamed at his outbursts?

After that, everyone did not want to go second. Although everyone laughed at the young man'sresult, they were also chastened by it, after all, the young man's cultivation level was at the initialstage of innate level. Many fighters were at the final stage of the acquired level wanting to try theirluck.

Ambrose scanned the crowd with a frown on his face. "No one wants to go second? No one at all?I'll treat it as voluntary giving up if no one comes up. I don't even know what you all are waiting for.Will waiting give you a better result? Will waiting help you pass the test?"

Although what he said was a tad mean but it had its intended effect. The crowd realized what hesaid was right-waiting would not help them pass the test. A few seconds later. Beardie walked up tothe obsidian as the crowd followed him with their eyes.

Although he was sporting his beard, they could tell that he was not that old. “Since you young oneswould not come up, I have no choice but to go second. I don't even know what you all are scared

of," he said once he was standing in front of the obsidian.

The crowd started to jeer at him. "You big mustached hooligan! What are you talking about! You'rethe scaredy-cat here."

Beardie did not even look back at the crowd when he said, "Who are you calling a scaredy-cat?Why don't you come up here now? You cowardly mouse! Do you think you can get a good resultwith such weak determination?”

The crowd was silenced by his retort.

Beardie ignored them and focused his gaze on the obsidian as if it was a gift from the gods. Hiseyes were bright and shiny when he said, "Behold and witness my strength for I will definitely passthe test!"

He was yet another fighter who was confident of his own strength. Only time would tell whether hehad the right to be this confident. He gave out a loud shot and clenched his fists. A golden lightstarted to flow above them. There were two big golden snakes faintly rotating above them,enveloping the Beardie's fists with thick energy.novelbin

Beardie squinted his eyes, gritted his teeth, and roared. Under the gaze of everyone's attention, hepunched the obsidian in front of him. The obsidian made the pinging sound again as the lampabove the obsidian lit up.

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