Could it be Father had paved the way for me long ago? Jared fell into a trance.
All of a sudden, there was a riot at the entrance of the arena, breaking his reverie.
Catching sight of Warren leading a dozen martial artists from the Warriors Alliance, Jared knitted his brows. Evidently, all of them were at least Eighth Level Martial Arts Grandmaster and above.
Hmph! Apparently, the solidity of the Warriors Alliance's foundation is beyond description. It's never crossed my mind that there are quite a number of Martial Arts Grandmasters in the alliance!
When he advanced toward them with Oakley, Zion was astounded to see him, for he thought Jared had left.
Zion's lips contorted into a smirk as he mocked, “Jared Chance, why are you still here? Are you reluctant to leave?”
Wearing a grim look, Jared did not utter any words.
Seeing that Jared remained silent, one of the law-enforcing elders snapped coldly, “Do you still feel like being suppressed? If that's the case, we don't mind granting your wish.”
The next second, Oakley vanished in a flash and reappeared right in front of the elder on the heels of that.
Slap!
He slapped the elder, causing the latter's head to burst in an instant.
Subsequently, the latter's blood splattered all over Zion.
Everyone was dumbstruck. Never had they expected that Oakley would annihilate the law-enforcing elder of the Warriors Alliance without batting an eyelid.
Since it all happened in the blink of an eye, Zion was not even in time to come to the elder's rescue.
Even Jared was dumbfounded. It never occurred to him that Oakley was such a hot-tempered man.
“Oakley Dixon, how dare you...” Zion was boiling with rage, his whole body trembling.
Meanwhile, aura began surging from within all the others from the Warriors Alliance as they glowered at Oakley menacingly.
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