The One and Only Supreme Expert, Mercenary Tao

Mercenary Tao, the One and Only Supreme Expert

"This..."

"Something like this actually happened?!"

Zange clenched both fists, unconsciously transforming into his abomination form. Yet at this moment, he felt no anger whatsoever—only deep confusion and incomprehension.

Although Reincarnators varied in how quickly they grew stronger, the closer they got to the ranks of top-tier Reincarnators, the higher the rate at which their abilities converged.

Because humanity was, broadly speaking, that kind of species. No matter how high one rose, sheer numbers would always produce individuals with comparable qualities in every regard.

If you had talent, talented people would arise elsewhere as well;

If you excelled at combat, some primitive living in a rainforest tribe would possess fighting talent no weaker than yours;

If you excelled at analysis, some girl in a corner of the world would likewise possess intelligence rarely seen in the world.

In the end, even those one-in-ten-thousand, needle-in-a-haystack talents would always have comparable counterparts among humanity, a short-lived species that reproduced quickly and existed in vast numbers.

Thus, after enough deployments, these people would draw closer together, forming what were known as circles.

That was why the strength of top-tier Reincarnators became increasingly similar.

But now, a specimen that had broken free of that pattern had appeared!

Driven by a scholar's instinct for research, Zange immediately realized that Mercenary Tao was an anomaly among Reincarnators.

Such an abnormal rate of growth. Such an abnormal ceiling for advancement.

In less than a single cycle, he had directly defeated the astonishingly talented crowned contenders of the previous cycle.

No, perhaps crushing them would have been a more fitting description.

Zange stared blankly as Mercenary Tao's feat replayed over and over in his mind: amidst flying flesh and blood, he had killed three former [Supreme Experts], who had displayed