He could not do anything in the waiting area but seethe in anger. He felt more and more uncomfortable, feeling like he had to vent all his anger.

He suddenly saw Trevor acting incredibly sullen. Chris frowned as doubt flashed in his eyes.

They were both disciples from high-grade clans from White Marsh Continent. He knew Trevor a little and the extent of his skills. If Edward and himself were not there Trevor might actually have a chance of winning. However, with him there, and Edward as well, Trevor’s chances were minuscule.

Did Trevor not look into who was participating before he registered?

He seemed to just barge in hotheadedly.

Trevor look

his frustrations, “Trevor, is something

he was not as strong as Chris, the two of them were still chosen disciples from eighth-grade clans. It felt bad being talked

at Chris and replied, “I’m not mad, nor am I sick of living. Or maybe everyone

Trevor had talked back

who refuses

Chris’ words were incredibly

good

but Chris felt like

for him to be nice to Chris. He would try for victory with all

defeat Chris. Even if Chris was skilled, if Trevor put in everything he had, Trevor might actually stand a chance. After motivating himself internally, he found his lost

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