The First Heir

In an instant, James and the arena were engulfed in a massacre by the Greenpeak Sword shadows!

A few minutes later, the Greenpeak Sword Formation disappeared, and the arena was already in ruins. James fell into the ring. He was covered in blood, and his eyes were sluggish as he looked up at the sky.

He said, “I lost…”

Philip just glanced at him coldly and turned to take Fennel and the others away.

However… Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd.

A cold voice resounded throughout the training grounds, “Young Patriarch Clarke, I’m afraid it won’t do for you to take your people back just like this.”

Hearing that, everyone made way.

A group of four appeared on the training grounds. It was none other than Reynold, who had previously intercepted Philip and the others. He appeared on the training grounds with his people at this moment A biting chill flashed in his eyes as a monstrous fighting spirit surged from him.

“It’s Reynold! Why is he here?”

Reynold’s men. Of course, he’s

was sore about

frowned, looked at Reynold below the ring, and said coldly, “It’s

again, but this time, you won’t find a good

the one who

into the ocean as it instantly

jumped onto the ruined arena. He glanced at James, who was lying in a pool of blood. He

figure as strong as a bear. He stared at Philip sternly and said, “Fight with me again. If you win, you’re free to leave. If you lose,

dimmed and said, “I

Philip turned around and was about to take Fennel and

eyes flickered, raised his arm, and punched the

felt the punching force from behind immediately. He

Boom!

fists collided, and a

or not!”

to fight. In an instant, a fierce battle broke out Everyone