Besides throwing his darts, Fatty also threw a punch toward his opponent. That way, even if his weapons failed to hit the target, his punch would still be able to hit the man in red.

“Such useless tricks!” The man in red sneered before whipping his spear around to slap the darts away.

Immediately after sweeping the final dart aside, the man thrust his spear forward at an incredible speed. Before Fatty had time to reách, the backward.

“You-!”

Sor had impaled his shoulder, throwing him

Fatty tried to get up, but the spear’s tip was already resting against his throat. He’d be killed if he made any sudden movements now.

“You’ve lost,” The man in red said condescendingly.

“W-who on earth are you?” Fatty was terrified.

He never imagined that he’d be beaten so quickly and effortlessly.

“Listen well. I’m Oscar Winston, and I’m the eleventh on The Heavenly Immortals,” the man in

red announced proudly.

Heavenly Immortals?” Fatty was shocked. No wonder his opponent was so

his rotten luck!

waiting for? Scram!” Oscar used his spear to flip Fatty back

to swim back to shore.

arts alliance lost the first round

Can’t you choose someone stronger?” A bearded man chuckled from inside the Glenstead martial

was the leader of the Glenstead martial arts alliance, Conrad Melling.

Grint, Zen Order’s guildmaster.

shouldn’t celebrate so early, Sir Melling. No one can

their voices could still be heard from across the lake.

Let’s keep watching!” Conrad laughed

the remaining three contestants and pointed

next to him. “You’re

The Heavenly Immortals, I’m

black exclaimed.

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