No 1 Supreme Warrior

“I’ve been looking forward to this fight for the longest time. They have always been at odds with each other with both of them wanting to step on each other’s heads. It’s only natural that Brother Dale doesn’t want to give Brother Wesley a chance to find faults with him.”

“To be honest, I don’t think Brother Wesley is on good terms with a lot of other brothers here.”

“There’s no doubt about that. He has always looked down on those whose power is beneath him. Why, just a few days ago, he totally ignored me when I greeted him! It was then that I found the rumors about his personality to be true.”

his posse of suck-ups, Wesley seemed to have

at the viewing platform, he glanced at Wesley for a second and immediately went to sit down at an area furthest from Wesley.

be lacking in confidence,” said Brook with a slightly

little grim and on the contrary, Wesley seemed very carefree. Even their confidence level was at odds with each other. Jack hoped that Dale would be able to come out as

around ten or so deacons In the Dual Sovereign Pavilion but apart from Zeph and Ambrose, he

not been getting enough sleep. After stepping into the arena, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and impatiently tried to smooth it out. Then, he read from the paper. At first, Jack thought it was something important but realized it was only the

fighters had to join the fight out of their own volition, the fighters could not cause permanent damage nor death to each other, and the wager could not be too high with the maximum contribution points capped

all the disciples who wanted to join the fight, up to the arena with their wagers. There were a total of seven

pulled on Jack’s sleeves and pointed at the chubby minor steward. “That’s Steward Fleming. He’s Deacon Ambrose’s best assistant. Don’t be fooled