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.

the triangular eyes was taken aback, but he dared not utter a word of anger.

with Wesley. He understood the benefits that would come with being the last disciple; after all, that was the reason why so many disciples covet the spot, but those benefits

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

him, he did not have a choice in this matter. It would not

breath and began taking one heavy step after another.

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 two were standing. Elder Godfrey waved at him, signaling him to stand with the three formal disciples. No matter how unwilling Jack was, he could only bite the bullet and get on with

react. They had gone through extra lengths to make sure that the disciple 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