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Chapter 2035

Such a simple statement stunned both Morton and Gerald, their faces slammed with disbelief, andtheir mouths hung wide open.

Morton laughed dryly, even musing to himself that Brook might have lost his mind. Why else wouldBrook have said such impractical things? Fane and Wesley had already finished their wager battle,and Fane, defeated Wesley? What nonsense these were!

Despite that, the weird glances they were receiving subconsciously stopped Morton just as he wasabout to refute.

Gerald blurted, “What are you talking about? How can Fane defeat Wesley?" His expressiondarkened as he got a hint of

something from what he said, subconsciously stepping back.

Every informal disciple around them could hear very well, and all of them heard what Brook hadsaid. None of them refuted his claim, however, and none of them gave him odd stares. This meantthat Brook was not pulling things out of thin air; he was telling the truth.

Even a dummy would have realized that something was wrong.

Morton and Gerald subconsciously gulped as they looked at Fane in a different light. They finallyunderstood why the people surrounding them were looking at them as if they were dummies. Theyfinally understood the error in their words.

Morton breathed heavily as he was obviously stimulated by what happened." Impossible! How canyou be so strong?

This is impossible-no way did this happen!

"Senior Brother Wesley has been carried away? Where is he taken to?"

In fact, Fane had no idea where Wesley had been carried off to, either. However, the others knewthat Wesley would be brought to the elder council where Elder Sayer lived.

At this moment, Wesley was lying in the guest room of Elder Sayer's elder council with his eyesclosed and his face pale.

Elder Sayer stretched out his hand to smooth out the blanket on Wesley.novelbin

The man with triangular eyes knelt on the wooden floor beside the bed, visibly distraught. "ElderSayer, you need to get justice for Senior Brother Wesley! That guy has taken it too far. SeniorBrother Wesley has already fallen to the ground, badly wounded, and that guy still followed up witha punch, not holding back! He subjected Senior Brother Wesley to suffer from four broken ribs,which worsened Senior Brother Wesley's already grave wounds! That guy is too much!"

After he heard this, the expression on Elder Sayer’s face remained the same. He slowly stretchedout his right hand, and if they looked carefully, they would discover that a layer of grayish-black mistfloated above Elder Sayer's right hand. If Fane was in the room, he would recognize right off the batthat the grayish-black mist was the residue of his martial skill.

After Fane and Wesley performed the last attack, Wesley's Seven Stars Meteor Cloud wasincomparable to Destroying the Void. After it destroyed the Seven Stars Meteor Cloud, theremaining power from the Destroying the Void festered Wesley like maggots on bones, feasting onWesley's soul. If Elder Sayer did not use tyrannically strong methods, he would not have been ableto expel the remaining energy.

Elder Sayer raised his eyebrows, and his grayish-white beard seemingly quivered. There was a hintof seriousness in his voice as he spoke, "That guy is practicing the martial skill of the soul-attribute.No wonder he's able to stay for such a long time in the soul hall. You should stop inverting right and

wrong with me. Although I'm old, I’m not blind or deaf. I know the reason behind this altercation ofyours."

The man with triangular eyes immediately bowed and knocked his head heavily on the ground.Others would have trembled badly in fright and dared not say a thing when they heard this, but theman with triangular eyes had given in everything.

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