Wesley guffawed with laughter. He then puffed up his chest, and said, “That would teach him not to mess with my brother! He not only looked down on us but every one of the formal disciples as well!”

Brook pulled on Noel’s sleeves, and whispered into his ear, “Why would Brother Jack ever agree to a battle? I thought…”

Noel did not wait for him to finish. “Didn’t you hear what Jack said just now? He was the one who brought up the idea. He would not have done that if he wasn’t sure of himself,” said Noel impatiently.

trying to rile up Oliver. Maybe he didn’t expect that the First Elder and

sighed with resignation, and muttered to himself, “Seems like you really don’t know Jack that well. I should just save my breath and stop here. It’s not as if I know for sure what’s going through his mind. The only thing to do now is to wait

for roll call was a designated battle platform for the disciples. The flags placed there acted as a barrier, preventing the errant attacks from leaving the area. The battle platform there was bigger than

the battle platform, and suddenly asked the elders, “I haven’t completed my wager battle

That’s his priority right now?’ It looked like Jack would not

may. This battle would go toward your monthly wager battle!” said the First Elder. He would agree to any of his requests just so

the elders on the first round platform. “If that’s the case, we should each

end at his naivety; as if he had any chance of

he would not even bother with him. In fact, he might even secretly arrange for someone to beat him up in hopes that he would wake up from whatever la-la land he was in. He glanced coldly at Elder Godfrey. This was all his fault! Why did he have to choose this oddball to be his last

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