Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
What did Braydon Neal put on Heather Sage?
You would know later!
Heather held Ginny Nealâs hand, wanting to leave this area.
But how could it be so easy to escape?
Some martial artists had their eyes on them.
A twenty-year-old young man in black followed them stealthily.
It was not just him!
A few other martial artists were also quietly following!
They were probably speculating that since Heather could hand over a metal token so easily, she might have other metal tokens on her.
After all, she only needed one metal token.
If she took too many, she would be punished after the martial arts examination!
That was why the others suspected that Heather still had metal tokens on her!
If that was the case, then it would be troublesome!
In this examination arena, the most dangerous thing was not the wild beasts and wolves. It was indeed the examinees from the same batch.
The human heart was the most complicated thing in the world. âSomeone has their eyes on you!â Charles Lansky said softly.
âWhy arenât you leaving?â
Heather looked at the youth.
Charles shrugged helplessly. âWhy should I leave?
âBig Brother, do you want to help us?
Ginny was a clever little girl, and her eyes were filled with hope.
Charles smiled playfully. âYouâre a clever little thing. Youâre quite smart! â
His words made Heather wary.
Charles was being rather odd!
This fellow had previously snatched Ginnyâs metal token, and now he wanted to help them.
He was one odd fella!
The two sides were not friends.
Charles looked at Heather and said softly, âForget it, letâs be honest. I snatched the metal token because I needed it. This is also something that the examinees of the martial arts examination must experience.
âIf we donât snatch it from others, others will snatch it from us. The examinees will spar with each other, which distinguishes between the good and bad examinees.â
Charles explained again and added, âThis can be put to an end!â
âWhat do you want?â
Heather frowned but did not let her guard down.
This was what a talented woman of Preston should be like.
In the past, she had been a fool by Braydonâs side because she knew that he would not lie to her.
It was different here!
Heather only trusted Ginny. She could not trust anyone else.
Everyone was competing with each other!
Charles smiled faintly. âMy family is poor, and I donât have any background. You two are different. You have a big shot behind you and a big force. If a poor child like me goes to the capital, you will see a bunch of them!
âWhat kind of place is the capital? Great aristocratic families and powerful families have great power there, and experts are gathered there. Most of the conferred kings are in the capital!
âIf I get into any trouble, Iâll definitely die if I provoke a big shot. Therefore, I want the two of you to owe me a favor. In the future, if you help me a little in the capital, my life will be better.â
Charles was only seventeen years old, but he was already very experienced.
How was this a youth?
He was clearly a little fox!
High up in the arena.
Hatcher Murphyâs lips twitched as he whispered, âWhy does Charles look a little like Second Master when he was young? He also looks a little like Bryan and the others!â
Second Master was Luther Carden!
He was the second in command of the northern army.
Luther and Bryan Goldman were both addressed as old sneaky things by the little fool.
When they were young, they were a little sneaky. Now that they were all grown up, they were old sneaky things.
They were really good at scheming against others!
Sammy Dudley chuckled. âHeâs really like a little fox. He does things methodically. Not only does it benefit himself, but it can also benefit others. Heâs not a simple guy!â
âThis young man is only seventeen years old, but he already has plenty of schemes up his sleeves. No matter where he is placed, he will be able to become a famous figure in the future.â
Captain Hatcher commented.
The capital envoy Jordyn Quimby nodded in agreement and said, âHeâs a good seedling. Although heâs scheming, heâs good at heart. Everything he says and does is an open scheme. Heâs telling you clearly what he wants to do, but you canât reject him.â
âFocus on nurturing him and he will definitely become a great talent!â
Commissioner Bentley Johnson also gave his approval.
Looking at the people who spoke, they were all old foxes.
Them praising Charles was indirectly flattering Braydon.
Donât forget, Braydon had already declared that the Northern Army wanted this young man.
If they were to belittle the person Braydon fancied, would that not be slapping King Braydon in the face and saying that his taste was terrible?
This was a conversation between important figures.
Without exception, they were all old foxes.
They sure knew how to bootlick him!
Braydon smiled lightly as he stared at the computer screen. No one knew what he was thinking.
He was thinking about whether he should bring Charles with him or let Luther and the others take care of him personally.
Charlesâs talent in martial arts was actually not low!
He was only seventeen years old, and he did not have a master to guide him, nor did he enjoy any special resources.
He silently cultivated to the eighth-level warlord level!
He was an advanced level warlord.
This talent in martial arts was not low!
More importantly, Braydon liked his personality.
In the dense forest.
Charles had given a good reason for helping Ginny.
Heather did not have time to think.
The examinees who had been secretly following them had already appeared in the forest.
The twenty-year-old young warrior with a pointy face and monkey-like cheeks said with an unfriendly gaze, âCharles, itâs none of your business that weâre targeting these two girls!â
âJett Youngblood, do you know where this is?â
In a flash, Charlesâs speed soared and arrived in front of the monkey-faced martial artist.
This guy was called Jett Youngblood!
A second-level warlord!
He was a young martial artist of the Youngblood family in the provincial capital.
Charles appeared in front of him and slapped him hard.
Accompanied by the soft sound of light force.
Bang!
Jett was sent flying by the slap. He saw stars and his teeth fell out.
âCharles, how dare you attack me?â he said fiercely.
âIdiot, this is the martial arts examinationâs examination arena, the territory of the Central Plains main teamâs commander. As long as I donât kill you here, even the commander wonât interfere!â
Charles had said it himself, he was not a good person.
And it was obvious that there was a grudge between them!
Charles did not have a powerful background. He was just an itinerant martial artist from the outside world, so he had to deal with people like Jett.
Looking at Jettâs playboy character. He had definitely bullied Charles before.
Otherwise, why would Charles beat him up the moment he saw him?
It was obvious that there was a grudge between the two of them.
Charles attacked again. He stood up and threw a punch. Seven layers of dark force exploded and landed on Jettâs chest.
Jett was shocked and angry as he waved his palm to block the attack.
The strength of a second-level warlord was a little weak to begin with.
He wanted to take a punch from Charles, who was an eighth -level warlord?
That was simply courting death!
The eight layers of dark force passed through Jettâs palm and landed on his chest.
Bang!
The explosive power of his punch almost killed Jett.
He felt his vision go black and a mouthful of blood flew out of his mouth. His heart, spleen, stomach, kidney, and other internal organs seemed to have been penetrated by the dark force.
The intense pain caused Jettâs eyes to turn red. He knelt on the ground and let out a painful roar..