No 1 Supreme Warrior

Such an obvious dare used in such a despicable way. Jack could not help but laugh coldly after he heard this. Such a challenge was useful to others, but just not against Jack.

The other newly recruited informal disciples were spirited after they heard this and looked at Jack excitedly, wanting him to accept the challenge. To these people, Jack was capable of fighting Wesley.

Thinking Jack would not agree to the wager with the way how silent Jack was save for his sneer, Wesley frettingly added, “You’re the number one disciple among those who are newly recruited. If you’re terrified now, what do you think others will think about you in the future?”

Jack spoke in a low-voice, “I do not care about how others think about me. Don’t you wish to fight me in the wager battle arena? I’ll grant you your wish, but I’m not doing this because of what you’ve said. I just feel that you deserve to be taught a lesson.”

Jack agreed to it. However, the last sentence Jack said was like pouring a bucket

stared at Jack with gritted teeth, wanting nothing more than to rebuke him loudly. If the sect did not have rules that prevented them from fighting in

lesson. Nobody dared humiliate him in such a way throughout

carefully, you b*stard. I’ll make

at Wesley calmly. “You can keep those fifty pieces of lower grade spirited crystals as gifts for

by setting the wager battle at the end of the month. However, the time period that Jack thought to be sufficient was just a blink of an eye in

and it would not increase Jack’s fighting prowess much. What Jack had said not only slapped Wesley, but he also included the man

that he pointed at Jack and trembled, almost lambasting him right then

with narrowed eyes, “Alright! We’ll go according to the timing you set. You’ll have to remember it well, though. Don’t

without looking back after he finished speaking. He closed the room