The First Heir

Hearing Ernest’s haughty remarks, Philip looked grave.

A mage at the peak of the fifth zone with one foot in the sixth zone. It was a little tricky, indeed. However, Philip chuckled and said, “Villa Master Turner, don’t count your chickens yet. We won’t know the outcome until the match begins.”

Hearing that, Ernest snorted and said, “Hehe, you’re very bold, indeed. You’re calm and composed. In that case, let’s look forward to it!”

On the competition stage, Kent and Ethan stood facing each other. Ethan was dressed in a white casual outfit while Kent was in a blue suit and wore black-rimmed glasses. He was tall and handsome with a smile on his lips.

After the host announced the official start of the match, a weird silence fell over the venue. Neither of them took the lead but stood silently as if observing their opponent.

About five minutes later, Kent broke the silence. He pushed the frame of his glasses and said with a smile, “Ethan Clarke, I hope you remember my name because I’ll become your nightmare. You’re my 108th opponent, and I hope you can make me happy.”

you think that I’m a clown? Why should I make you happy? I’ll hammer you, believe it or

his hands behind his head, his attitude was arrogant He held his chin high,

his head, and said, “Very good. I like your arrogant personality. It suits my taste.

you’re so full of crap. Hurry up and fight. Stop dawdling like a woman,” Ethan

veins on Kent’s forehead throbbed as he clenched his

could this arrogant

or take him seriously. However, this flippant guy in front of him seemed to take no notice of him at all.

“Hehehe…”

with a terrifying smile, “Arrogant guy, you have to pay the price for your pride just now! I’m a mage, a real mage!

stands, after seeing the ball of fire conjured by