Wesley bowed slightly to Deacon Ambrose and whispered something in his ear while pointing at Dale. Deacon Ambrose then nodded and gestured for Dale to come down with his eyes. It seemed that both Wesley and Dale had already greeted Deacon Ambrose as they stood at the opposite end of each other.

“Informal disciple, Wesley Sayer of ranking 187 and informal disciple, Dale Woodward of ranking 143 have agreed to a wager of a hundred and fifty contribution points. If Wesley Sayer wins this round, then they will swap their rankings, and if Dale Woodward wins this round, their rankings will remain unchanged,” boomed Deacon Ambrose and immediately left the battle platform.

the protective formation with the spirited crystals. Each battle platform had been set up with their individual protective formation

look at him but instead, was looking at Jack which caused the other spectators to do the same. Jack was

no use begging for mercy. One must keep one’s promises. If not, be prepared to be the

not Dale. They started to laugh and looked at Jack mockingly. They were waiting eagerly to see the expression on Jack’s face once Wesley displayed

was so fed up with Wesley’s cockiness and turned his eyes away from him. However, Brook became even more agitated at Wesley’s words as he moved around as if he was sitting

Noel had come to the arena too. “Just ignore him. If not, there won’t be an

the other spectators wanted and besides, there

acting like a coward now. I’ll never forgive you for what you have said

Jack’s every effort to not

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