Chapter 632

As long as Terry wanted to, it shouldn’t be hard for him to defeat Dustin.

“Sir Paul, who do you think will win?” Hector suddenly turned his attention to Paul, who sat in the

middle.

“The one with a ninety percent chance,” Paul answered with a smile, his eyes crinkling.

“Ninety percent?” Phil smiled. “You’ve got a good eye, Sir Paul. You could tell that my son had an ace up his sleeve, so he should be able to win.”

Phil had been getting worried that his son might lose, but Paul’s words reassured him. As a Grandmaster martial artist, no one would dare question what Paul said, so if Paul said that there’s a ninety percent winning chance, it must be true. Although there was ten percent left, it was more than enough for him.

Phil, who was full of confidence, but didn’t say anything, a knowing

from the platform as the air turned heavy.

to use his best move! That’s the end of that bastard!” Maggie shouted

Eighteen Swords unless extremely necessary, but when they do,

now!” Gordon and his friends’ eyes were glued

surprised him several. times, the man was still no

Good luck!” Hector’s fists clenched as he silently prayed for

hold on, Sir Rhys! We’re depending on you!” Nelson and his men were worried for Duntin. They knew that if their leader lost, the Doyle family was going to completely get rid of

shouted. He gathered all his strength into a single strike and

Bang!

crumbling. Dust and debris flew into the air, making it hard for

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