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.

had been set up with their individual

frowning and seemed reluctant to talk smack while Wesley did not even bother to look at him but instead, was looking at Jack which caused the other spectators to

try to escape or beg for mercy when this fight starts. There’s no use begging for mercy. One must keep one’s promises. If not, be prepared to be the laughing stock of

who heard this knew that Wesley was directing his words at 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

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

familiar voice drifted to Jack’s ears. Noel had come to the arena too. “Just ignore him. If not, there won’t be an end to

and besides, there was no

pompous tone said, “There’s no use acting like a coward now. I’ll

effort to not roll