A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6095

Not a single sound left anyone's throat this time.

Every figure stood rigid, staring at the pillar that still shimmered.

The vast plaza grew so still a pin would have echoed.

All trace of ease vanished from Dominic's face.

His brows locked tight while his gaze drilled into Jared's back, a restless glint sliding across his eyes.

Vivian's breath hitched for an instant.

She started a half step forward, checked herself, and the autumn-water eyes behind the veil now searched him even harder.

Jared drew his hand back again, as serene as ever.

He moved toward the third Trial Pillar, the one that measured raw physical might.

"The third one… the third one will stop him for sure!"

Someone finally managed a quavering shout, "Look at how skinny he is; there's no way he has body strength!"

"Exactly! Strength isn't talent—you have to grind for it!"

"Even Lord Wagner only hit seven and a half segments! He can't possibly beat that!"

Dominic offered no agreement; he simply stared, unblinking, at Jared.

Jared halted in front of the third Trial Pillar.

Instead of placing a palm on it, he tightened his right fist.

The very next heartbeat…

He punched.

He didn't wind up, didn't channel any internal energy—he simply drove one clean punch straight into the Trial Pillar.

Bang!!!

A deep, rolling impact ripped through the square like a sky-splitting thunderclap.

The pillar rocked violently, light flaring in the same breath—yet this time it was more than light alone.

Crack!

A sharp fissure spread outward from the very spot Jared's fist had landed.

Below the stage, every watcher's pupils snapped tight.

"Cr—Cracked?!"

"The pillar cracked?!"

"That's body strength? He's a demon beast, not a man!"

The radiance shot upward madly—one mark, two, three, four… seven, eight, nine, ten!

All ten slots burned at full brilliance.

The split ran from the pillar's base to its crown, nearly cleaving the whole Trial Pillar in two.

Jared withdrew his fist, glanced at the crack, and a barely noticeable furrow gathered between his brows.

In the same calm tone he said, "Used too much force."

Used too much force.

Those four words burst beside every ear like rolling thunder.

Bodies stood frozen, faces empty of response.

Dominic's complexion darkened to the shade of raw iron.

"What kind of physique is that?!"

Vivian's fingers clamped around her sleeve, and the light in her autumn-clear eyes blazed.

She kept her stare nailed to Jared, as though intent on seeing through bone and marrow.

"One more pillar." With that, Jared walked toward the fourth Trial Pillar.

Bloodline-strength test.

The crowd finally shook off its stupor; a quavering voice rose:

"Bloodline! He'll never pass bloodline!"

"Right! No matter how wild his celestial energy or body is, regular cultivators don't carry special blood!"

"Lord Wagner has the Crimson Auric Bloodline! What can some nameless nobody have?"

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