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.”

posse of suck-ups, Wesley seemed to have garnered a reputation of being difficult to get along with, no

second and immediately went to sit down at an area furthest from

Dale seems to be lacking in confidence,”

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none other than Jack’s old friend-Ambrose Adams. Jack knew from his time there that there were around ten or so deacons In

piece of paper from his pocket and impatiently tried to smooth it out. Then, he read from the paper. At first, Jack thought

not cause permanent damage nor death to each other, and the wager could not be

of his hand and invited all the disciples who wanted to join the fight, up to the arena with their wagers. There were a total of seven battle platforms and it was impossible for Deacon Ambrose to preside over them

sleeves and pointed at the chubby minor steward. “That’s Steward Fleming. He’s Deacon Ambrose’s best assistant. Don’t be fooled by his smiley face. He’s the stingiest person I’ve ever known and the others