Chapter 343 Incredible Talents

When Lothur's opponent was looking at him with a pained expression from the second-place position, this silver-haired young man was laughing in satisfaction at the first place on the podium.

[Bronze-grade poison resistance.]

[Progress: 36%]

He ignored the system message box in front of him and focused on the spatial ring he had just received.

On it were items similar to the one he received after winning the competition for formations masters, in this case, focused on the poison art.

There were poison roots and plants, artifacts for manipulating poison components, ingredients, and books of rare poison mixtures.

But these books were not only rare to find for 2-star poison masters. No, these books even had tips and recipes for poisons or special substances that could even be classified as Gold-grade!

Therefore, these books could be helpful even for 4-star professionals!

But this was to be expected. After all, this was the Province Conference, where the greatest prodigies of this area of the empire were competing against each other.

So each winner had a lot of potentials, and the prizes were proportionally valuable to the possible position of these young people in the empire in the future!

Lothur also won the same amount of silver coins as in the other award and the right to the pill that the previous referee had told him about.

And so, his enemies were discussing his poisonous abilities while he was grinning from ear to ear, and the common public was celebrating the dark horse's victories.

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'This Lothur's abilities are very unusual...' Simon had an extremely dark expression on his face at the moment.

He knew that Lothur's father was a famous fellow in Leopoldine, even though he did not know his father's identity. But he did not expect that the son of such a person would be so impressive!

Lothur seemed very good at his inscriptions. But next to his ability to resist poisons, his other specialty seemed to pale.

Since it was extremely rare to see someone with such extreme skills in more than one profession, this enemy of Lothur could not help but feel strange.

'I feel as if I'm being chased by something since he showed himself...' Simon felt a chill on his back, getting increasingly nervous about the future.

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Meanwhile, the Baier patriarch had a terrible expression on his face, as if a clock was ringing in his ears, indicating that his time was running out.

'If I let him grow any bigger, it will be our end. He will knock on my door himself...' He shifted his thoughts in the middle of it. 'No, he won't even have to come near my family. He will poison us without exposing himself!'

'That will be a tragedy!' He looked in Gomeric's direction, angry that this old fellow had changed sides when the plot was already developing.

'Bastard! You'll be sorry!' This patriarch clenched his fists, still confident in the coalition of allied organizations in the third prince's faction.

A single young man would not stand in the way of their plans, so it would only be a matter of time before the Becker family regretted their own mistakes!

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At the same time, the Duke was feeling Lothur's weight in his family's bottom line.

Lothur alone could not change the first place of the Duke's organization. Still, it was undeniable that this family lost points today because of this young man.

Not only because Lothur has beaten members of this family in the two matches he has participated in so far but also because of his cruelty in hurting his opponents!

Lothur's actions had already harmed one of the competitors from the Waldauer family in another match of a spiritual profession that Lothur was not even competing in.

So even though he was a figure of the old generation of this city, he was petty in ordering one of its elders around. "Have our descendants use everything they have to hurt Lothur during the fighting matches. Let's get revenge on that little bastard!"

"Yes, patriarch!" One of the men of the Waldauer family said while having a strange expression on his face at hearing an order like that from a Transcendent against a Mortal Warrior.

Martin heard this and clenched his fists, feeling it would be good to watch Viktoria's husband suffer a little.

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Some more time passed, and Viktoria managed to bring in 2 points for the Frost family, winning her only two matches and first place in the spiritual painting contest.

She had 'coincidentally' been left out of the first few matches due to the 'impartial' draw made by the Province Conference management.

Unlike Lothur, who no one knew the exact limits of and many wanted to test, Viktoria's strength was known. And precisely because she was impressive, the strongest in the competition, nobody wanted to give extra points to the Frost family by letting her fight more matches.

And so, when Lothur climbed the fighting platform again to fight the tailoring matches, the Frost family had already earned ten more points than the previous day!

[8ª. Frost Family: 70]

This organization still had points to do to move up in position. Still, it had narrowed its gap to House Becker and was heading towards higher positions!

That was particularly true now that Lothur would compete in the tailoring contest, where the participants had been scared off by him due to the tournament's first day.

Even stronger competitors had been impressed by the way Lothur had killed Oliver. Then, in this final, where so much was at stake, some of the stronger ones left even had a certain trepidation about fighting him.

After all, a savage was very dangerous!

And so, while many feared him, Lothur competed in his first match of this contest, which he would win with some difficulty, given his opponent's strength.

But luckily for him, his opponents did not have mental attributes like his, most of them having the same technical knowledge as him.

So Lothru's matches soon developed, with him facing some balance with some opponents and fighting as best he could to ensure that the event referees gave him the victory.

But eventually, Lothur would inflict physical damage on his opponents to hinder them in matches later in the most critical part of the event, the battles.

In this way, he soon reached the final of the tailoring competition, this time facing a level 10 individual.

Since level did not matter much in a match like this, the fact that this opponent was weaker than the others he had faced earlier did not mean that the fight would be any easier.

In this match, they could not use warrior techniques or skills. Instead, all that mattered was the quality and unique points of their clothing.

Thus, Lothur was no less serious as he finished producing his combat items and prepared to act against the young man on the other side of the fighting platform.

'After here will be the tricky part. The warrior fights.' He thought before seeing the referee's signal and setting off against his opponent.

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