The First Heir

The crowd fell silent. All cheers quieted down.

In the stands, Ernest stood up in agitation and stared at the stage in disbelief. “It’s… Impossible!”

On one side, Philip took out a folding fan from nowhere, flipped it open, and said, “Gee, the Northern disciples are really weak.”

The folding fan in his hand was written with the words, ‘Power is a lonely feeling.’

Behind Philip, Fennel and the others as well as Leon and the other contestants smiled faintly. Leon could not believe it either. Before this, Philip had proposed to change the list. He selected a group of people from somewhere and sent them to Beechwood City in secret.

At that time, Philip had simply said, “We’ll witness the result on the competition stage. Keep everything secret.”

Now, it seemed that the group of people selected by Philip was very strong!

Ernest was furious. He turned his head, stared at Philip angrily, and roared. “You cheated! This isn’t the strength a Southern disciple should have!”

Turner, that’s nonsense. They’re clearly the

his head, looked at Philip on the high platform, and said, “Young Patriarch, I’m sorry. I didn’t control my strength

said, “27, you

the first round of

broke the fastest record ever! An

South that defeated the North in seconds. The audience

started, Ernest was very pretentious. Now, he was the total

Now…

take the first win,” Philip said calmly, but it felt like a punch in

Damn it! Simply abominable!

subconsciously rubbed their eyes at this moment as they watched

regained their senses. Seeing the North being defeated in seconds, the expressions on their faces suddenly became

time! This was a rule of the