The First Heir

This was an unprecedented competition result.

The battle song of the South rang through the stadium again. At the northern side of the venue, all the disciples from the North gritted their teeth in anger.

What was going on with the South this time? Where did they find so many strong contenders?

They were extremely embarrassed to lose three matches in a row in their Northern base camp.

Following the battle song of the South, all disciples from the South stood up to sing in unison, very much like the World Cup frenzy when the crowd’s favorite team scored a goal.

17 returned to Philip’s side. Philip smiled at her and said, “You did well.”

17 grinned and said, “Young Patriarch, these guys are too weak.”

Philip shook his head and said, “It’s not that they’re weak but that you’ve become stronger after my father’s intensive training.”

this group of Shadow Guards from his

Clarke family, Roger Clarke selected half the members of the Shadow Guards to undergo special intensive training in the Clarke family’s ancestral land, which was close to the door area, to improve their physical fitness again. It could be said that apart from the eight battle gods, the current members of

Clarke family had a lot more preparations

you think? The people I selected are quite good, right?” Philip smiled

solemnly, “Young Patriarch Clarke, don’t count your chickens yet! This

nodded and said, “You have a point.

“You!”

complacent. The next few rounds are the key. Moreover, our

smiled without saying

played a song through the radio broadcast, “Even the strong get

came

flushed with anger. He got up angrily and shouted,