He might not be skilled and was probably the weakest among the weak, but he at least had some basic knowledge.

No one here was united. There was not a person among them that would truly dare do anything against a disciple of an eighth-grade clan. After all, they could only be in the Whirling World for two years. The moment two years passed, nothing good would await them if news of this battle and its outcome were to spread. An order to kill them might even be issued.

They were merely chatting away, saying anything that came to their minds at that moment. In truth, not a single one of them would dare to do anything. That was the tragedy of the weak.

Rudy said helplessly, “Is this what it’s like being weak?”

Jack turned and glanced at Rudy. “Isn’t that obvious?”

Rudy immediately shut his mouth. After a period of silence, Rudy finally got serious. He turned and looked at Jack earnestly. “The match is over. Are you going to queue up now?”

After watching the match, Rudy decided to stop dwelling on his thoughts. He wanted to go up to the second level to look at what was there.

purple entry token glowed in a purple glow. He used his true energy, putting the energy into the

“Have you queued up? Which arena will you be in? Which battle

Jack raised an eyebrow

with emotions as he grabbed Jack’s arm and

difficult one? Who could give you

sighed, not knowing what to say. Eventually, he shrugged and replied,

match was the eighty-third, and that means it’s almost your turn. I thought that we’d have to wait for a long time. I was worried we‘d have to wait till

really know how to brag. There aren’t that many people who are queueing up. Everyone seems to just want to watch the show, staying for a few

roar was suddenly heard

was screamed with unrestrained fury, as if

raised an eyebrow as he turned to look in

it one of the people they had a conflict with when

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