Qualification to breathe before me

'None of these people are simple to handle. Ziko Dean had defeated the elite on his side. How can we beat this mad guy?' Tai Jack pondered.

He grimaced as he looked at Chou Lin, who stood in the left horn of the armored monster.

'Having said that, I knew whatever Zeal was concealing would come to light sooner or later. My father always advised me to distinguish leaders using my heart, and he wasn't wrong. But what should I do to earn his respect?' Tai Jack racked his brain.

Tai Jack made up his mind and constructed a red Buddha in his wood style.

However, the Buddha statue's head and face had white and blue markings, making it look dreadful.

"Do you believe this is enough to beat me?"

Chou Lin's outraged shout echoed, followed by harsh laughter: he was angry and proud. But why shouldn't he? Every member of the elites was proud of themselves.