No 1 Supreme Warrior

Wesley took a deep breath. The corner of his mouth never stopped twitching.

“This can’t be real. Absolutely not! Why would Elder Godfrey choose him?” he said hoarsely. He took another deep breath, and without warning, slapped the man with the triangular eyes violently on the face.

attention of the people around them. Holding his face, the man with the triangular eyes was taken aback, but he dared not utter a word of anger. . He knew that he was punished for

the mood to deal with Wesley. He understood the benefits that would come with being the last disciple; after all, that

and being in close contact with Elder Godfrey would put him at risk of his secrets being found out. The loss would outweigh the gains if that were to really happen. Besides, he did not really want to be

and naked finger pointing at him, he did not have a choice in this matter. It

him were staring at him with shocked eyes and had unconsciously parted to make a path for him. He took a deep breath and began taking one heavy step after another. He glanced back at Noel and Brook, who was still staring at him with disbelief. He did not say anything to them but continued making his way to the second

call was divided into three areas-three round platforms and the square underneath them. The first round platform was used only for the elders to announce important matters. The second round platform was a large battle platform surrounded by flags and a venue for a duel between disciples. This platform was where Oliver and the other

they had in mind would get chosen to be Elder Godfrey’s last disciple. Hell, they even argued in front of the spectators. This fact alone had caused no end to their embarrassment, and for what? For an informal disciple whose existence they did not even know of to be