Chapter 1941


    "He must havee from a backwater town. He wouldn''t have been so confident if he was from the


    city. How ignorant can one be?"


    The young man’s expression became more twisted after continuous insults floated into his ear. His


    body 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 deep


    breath and felt as if he had been pped hard by everyone there. The worst thing was he could do


    nothing about it.


    Fane sighed gently at everyone''s realistic mentality. Those who are strong will forever be exalted


    while the weak can do nothing but lick the strong''s boots. Then again, the crowd might be right as


    the young man obviously had not gone through any hardships before so how could he not be


    ashamed at his outbursts?


    After that, everyone did not want to go second. Although everyoneughed at the young man''s


    result, they were also chastened by it, after all, the young man''s cultivation level was at the initial


    stage of innate level. Many fighters were at the final stage of the acquired level wanting to try their


    luck.


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    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 onees 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 he


    said was right-waiting would not help them pass the test. A few secondster. Beardie walked up to


    the 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 ones


    would note 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''re


    the 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 youe up here now? You cowardly mouse! Do you think you can get a good result


    with 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. His


    eyes were bright and shiny when he said, "Behold and witness my strength for I will definitely pass


    the test!"


    He was yet another fighter who was confident of his own strength. Only time would tell whether he


    had the right to be this confident. He gave out a loud shot and clenched his fists. A golden light


    started to flow above them. There were two big golden snakes faintly rotating above them,


    enveloping the Beardie''s fists with thick energy.


    Beardie squinted his eyes, gritted his teeth, and roared. Under the gaze of everyone''s attention, he


    punched the obsidian in front of him. The obsidian made the pinging sound again as themp


    above the obsidian lit up.