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!”

that’s nonsense. They’re clearly the disciples of the

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

said, “27,

of the audience, the first round of the competition started and ended just like

fast! It broke the fastest record

it was the South that defeated the North in seconds.

uneasy as if he had just eaten poop. Before the match started, Ernest was very pretentious. Now, he was the total opposite. Just now, his lofty ambition of taking the first win was still

Now…

thank you for giving way. We’ll take the first win,” Philip said calmly, but it felt

Damn it! Simply abominable!

at this moment as

their faces suddenly became excited. Immediately after, all the Southern disciples in the audience stood up

rang at this time! This was a rule of the competition. The winning side would play the