Chapter 2150


    Wesley guffawed withughter. He then puffed up his chest, and said, "That would teach him not to


    mess with my brother! He not only looked down on us but every one of the formal disciples as well!”


    Brook pulled on Noel’s sleeves, and whispered into his ear, "Why would Brother Fane ever agree to


    a battle? I thought..."


    Noel did not wait for him to finish. "Didn''t you hear what Fane said just now? He was the one who


    brought up the idea. He would not have done that if he wasn’t sure of himself," said Noel


    impatiently.


    Brook was speechless. He scrunched up his face and nced at Noel. “I thought he was only trying


    to rile up Oliver. Maybe he didn''t expect that the First Elder and Second Elder would give him the


    green light."


    Noel sighed with resignation, and muttered to himself, "Seems like you really don’t know Fane that


    well. I should just save my breath and stop here. It''s not as if I know for sure what''s going through


    his mind. The only thing to do now is to wait for the result."


    Fortunately, the second round tform in the gathering spot for roll call was a designated battle


    tform for the disciples. The gs ced there acted as a barrier, preventing the errant attacks


    from leaving the area. The battle tform there was bigger than the battle tform in the wager


    battle arena, so


    there was plenty of space for them to fight it out to their hearts'' content.


    Fane nced at the battle tform, and suddenly asked the elders, "I haven''tpleted my wager


    battle for this month so may I count this as a wager battle?"


    Many of them were taken aback. ''Really? That''s his priority right now?'' It looked like Fane would not


    shed a tear until he had seen a coffin.


    "Yes, you may. This battle would go toward your monthly wager battle!" said the First Elder. He


    would agree to any of his requests just so that Oliver could teach this cocky kid a lesson.


    Fane nodded, and sincerely looked up at all the elders on the first round tform. "If that''s the case,


    we should each put up our wager beforehand. Also, it would be best if there''s a referee."


    Everyone snorted inughter, amused to no end at his naivety; as if he had any chance of winning


    at all.


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    The First Elder''s lips began to twitch. Now Fane was really pushing it. Under normal circumstances,


    he would not even bother with him. In fact, he might even secretly arrange for someone to beat him


    up in hopes that he would wake up from whatevernd he was in. He nced coldly at Elder


    Godfrey. This was all his fault! Why did he have to choose this oddball to be hisst disciple?


    Oliver was red in the face with anger. The way Fane was acting was as if he was sure he would win.


    This was adding one humiliation after another on top of him! His mouth twitched as he said, "You


    piece of shit! Don''t you think that asking for a wager and a referee is really pushing it?"


    Fane was puzzled by his reaction. He turned to face Oliver, and in all seriousness said, "On the


    contrary, I think it’s a perfectly reasonable request. It only makes sense to put up a wager for a


    wager battle. If not, it''s not a wager battle at all! It''s not like I have too much time on my hand to


    simply pick a fight with anyone."