Jack almost laughed out loud at the sight.
That was quite a coincidence. He had wanted to say the exact same thing to Blant. The one who should have been
thankful for the fact that the rules restricted them from fighting should have been Blant. Otherwise, there would
have been no other consequences waiting for Blant after his own words!
"Someone's entering the challenge. Who is that?" A clear voice suddenly broke the silence.
Everyone looked over to see a man in white robes standing at the start of the Path of Fate.
"I know that guy, he's White from the Porcelain Continent!" A short warrior said.
White's name was very fitting. He truly was very pale, and he looked quite handsome as well.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt that moment, he had a stern look on his face as he steadily walked forward. He was already on the Path of Fate.
It had been quite a while since a new person took the challenge, so he got everyone's attention when he stepped
on it.
Lourain and Jack had just arrived, and it was their first time seeing someone go through the challenge.
Jack's eyes looked at White intently as he looked at the green light coming from the path as well. The Path of Fate
was a path made with special stones.
Each of those stones had countless green, glowing runes on them. Those runes shrouded the path in a green light.
Furthermore, the light was not just pure light but had transparent energy on it as well.
Jack used his senses but was shocked to notice that he could not pierce through the green light with them no
matter how much he tried.
"How strong is White? How far do you think he can go? Will he be able to get to sixty meters?" Someone said with a
curious look on his face.
Someone next to him replied, "I think so. I heard that this person is already an above-average warrior. If he is, then
sixty meters should be no problem."
The others nodded as well, "I think he'll at least get to seventy meters. He should be able to get three or four
points."
There were those who felt that White was exceptionally capable, and there were naturally those who thought
otherwise as well.
Not knowing that person's exact skills, there were naturally people who praised him and insulted him.
A large man with a mustache said in disdain, "Four points? Do you really think he can do that? Do you think anyone
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmcan get however many points they want?! Four points mean you need to enter the seventy to eighty-meter mark. I
don't think that's possible looking at him!"
"I agree! Even if you guys think he's good, you can't flatter him like that! Don't you think you're going a bit too far? I
heard he just barely got to being an above-average warrior..."
"This means he might not truly be at that level yet. After all, rumors are always a bit exaggerated. Even if he really
is an above-average warrior, there's no way he'll be able to get four points. There are so many participants here,
and some of them are above-average warriors. How many of them get four points? You can count the number with
one hand!"