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This time, even Ambrose chimed in, “That’s right! Our hearts shuddered at the fright. What is that thing? It rendered Wesley, a person who cares so much about his pride, to wail in pain!”

Dale, despite having been wounded by Wesley and having shameful sword cuts left on his body, could not help but sneak to the audience seats when he learned that Jack and Wesley were at the battle arena. He ignored his wounds, even though he was supposed to be tending to them, and happened to chance at the sight of their battle-one that looked like both men were even. Dale was rooted on the spot at the sight, unable to assess if what he saw was real.

He ignored the pain that stemmed from the slashes on his body, one that even plagued his mind.

If Jack was capable of that, this would no doubt shake the entire Dual Sovereign

different level, and he had just joined the sect as well. On top of that, Wesley was a

triangular eyes almost bit his own tongue, while the subordinates that flattered Wesley just moments ago flushed a crimson color. None of them dared say anything as the reality came as a slap

Wesley only had to move his hand for Jack to be beaten into a dead dog. At this rate, however, no

man with triangular eyes trembled as he looked a t Jack with a hint of fear in his eyes, instantly understanding something. Even if Jack failed to

became a chosen disciple, the man with triangular eyes would not be able to survive in the Dual Sovereign Pavilion. After all, was It not all too easy for an informal disciple to pick on an informal disciple without any background like the

His hands that were hidden in his sleeves shivered unnoticeably. At this moment, gossip and debates

never been trained and groomed by the sect. Looking at the way things are now,

this agreed, but many were still