No 1 Supreme Warrior

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.

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

Dale remained facing each other. Dale was frowning and seemed reluctant to talk smack while Wesley did not even bother to look at him but instead,

One must keep one’s promises. If not, be prepared

Jack, and 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 his true power and was wondering

Jack’s lips began to twitch. He 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

ears. Noel had come to the arena

spectators wanted and besides, there was

no use acting like a coward

took Jack’s every effort to not roll his eyes at