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Chapter 2008

A runner disciple swiftly entered the battle platform to carry Dale after Deacon Ambrose deactivatedthe protective formation. Dale's face was pale with pain and he was staring daggers at Wesley, whoon the contrary, was expressionless. He immediately left the battle platform without even oncelooking back at Dale, after Deacon Ambrose had announced the result.

A pandemonium akin to five hundred ducks quacking at the same time rose up after the battleended.

"Brother Dale is no match for Brother Wesley. That was evident from the start so it’s no surpriseBrother Wesley came out as the winner."

"Actually, I think Brother Wesley should be ranked higher than his previous ranking. The only reasonBrother Dale was able to rank 143rd was that he has been in the Academy longer. Talent-wise, it'sdefinitely Brother Wesley who’s stronger. I have no doubt that if given more time, Brother Wesleywill surpass more disciples!"

Although Dale ranked higher than Wesley, many people still felt that his talent was lacking.

"Do you think Wesley unleashed all his power then?" asked someone and more opinions ensued.

"I don't think so. He looked at ease when he retracted his sword. I can guarantee you that he hasmore energy left. Dale being stronger than us doesn’t mean that Wesley will need all his power todefeat him.”

"Yeah, I’m so jealous of Wesley's talent.

Amongst us, he's the second most talented disciple after Brother Duncan. There's a slightprobability he will become a chosen disciple.”

"What do you mean by a slight probability? I think his probability is higher than that! He might evenbecome a future elder with the help of Elder Sayer. He definitely has a bright future ahead of him.”

These comments brought up a feeling of envy in many of the disciples' hearts.

However, the feeling of jealousy was mixed with admiration, therefore, they would not do anythingto Wesley behind his back. How could they when he was way more talented than them?

Noel sighed and glanced sideways at Fane. He was expecting Fane to be in a bad mood afterseeing how Wesley had easily defeated the 143rd ranked Dale. He would definitely feel theimmense pressure as if being pressed under a hundred boulders if he was the one who needed togo against Wesley in the next battle.

However, to his surprise, he realized Fane did not even bat an eyelid. His expression remainedcarefree and impassive in the face of Wesley's power. The corners of Noel's lips twitched. He didnot know whether he should praise Fane's composure or his acting skill.novelbin

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