Female Novel
Chapter 2003
Wesley bowed slightly to Deacon Ambrose and whispered something in his ear while pointing atDale. Deacon Ambrose then nodded and gestured for Dale to come down with his eyes. It seemedthat both Wesley and Dale had already greeted Deacon Ambrose as they stood at the opposite endof each other.
"Informal disciple, Wesley Sayer of ranking 187 and informal disciple, Dale Woodward of ranking143 have agreed to a wager of a hundred and fifty contribution points. If Wesley Sayer wins thisround, then they will swap their rankings, and if Dale Woodward wins this round, their rankings willremain unchanged," boomed Deacon Ambrose and immediately left the battle platform.
He then activated the protective formation with the spirited crystals. Each battle platform had beenset up with their individual protective formation to prevent the stray energy from affecting thespectators.
Wesley and Dale remained facing each other. Dale was frowning and seemed reluctant to talksmack while Wesley did not even bother to look at him but instead, was looking at Fane whichcaused the other spectators to do the same. Fane was a little rendered speechless by this.
"Someone better not try to escape or beg for mercy when this fight starts. There's no use beggingfor mercy. One must keep one's promises. If not, be prepared to be the laughing stock of everyone,”said Wesley with his chin held high.novelbin
Everyone who heard this knew that Wesley
was directing his words at Fane, and not Dale. They started to laugh and looked at Fane mockingly.They were waiting eagerly to see the expression on Fane's face once Wesley displayed his truepower and was wondering if Fane would still be able to remain as calm.
The corner of Fane's lips began to twitch. He was so fed up with Wesley's cockiness and turned hiseyes away from him.
However, Brook became even more agitated at Wesley’s words as he moved around as if he wassitting on coals.
Just then, a familiar voice drifted to Fane's ears. Noel had come to the arena too. "Just ignore him.If not, there won't be an end to it.”
Fane nodded. Arguing with Wesley was exactly what the other spectators wanted and besides,there was no point, so it was
better for him to keep his mouth shut.
However, Wesley misinterpreted this kind of behavior as cowardice. He laughed and in a pompoustone said, "There's no use acting like a coward now. I'll never forgive you for what you have said tome. I've promised you that you’ll pay for behaving disrespectfully toward me!"
It took Fane's every effort to not roll his eyes at Wesley.
"Hey, Wesley! I'm the person you're fighting now. Quit your yapping and don’t waste my time. Let'sbegin the fight now!" shouted Dale impatiently with a frown.
Wesley smirked. He was not angered by Dale's words at all. He calmly wiped his hand against thethin air and instantly a sword measuring three feet appeared in his palm.