“Hey, watch your words. From what I’ve heard, Mr. Chance is someone who can take on two Martial Arts Grandmasters at one go!”
“Ha! And you believe that? If he were that powerful, why isn't there a shred of news about Horington having such a young and formidable martial artist?”
The more everyone prattled on, the more annoyed Shane got. “All of you, shut up!” he bellowed as he glared at them.
Even though that instantly scared everyone to silence, their gossip had long reached Theodore’s ears.
Wrea, on the other hand, continued to sneer at Theodore. “Do you hear that, Theodore? If you let the kid become the instructor, no one would want to listen to him. Why don't you get him here to spar with me? If he can withstand three of my attacks, I'll leave right away. But if he can't, I want you to get rid of him and let me participate in the competition.”
Theodore said nothing, but Shane, who had had enough of Wrea's arrogance, retorted, “You think too highly of yourself, Wrea! If Mr. Chance really were to go up against you, not only would he be able to take your attacks, but he'd also be able to crush you with just one hand!”
Wrea's expression darkened as his steely gaze landed on Shane. “You've got some guts, haven't you? How dare you talk to me in that tone!”
Before anyone could react, Wrea suddenly appeared in front of Shane and gave him a tight slap.
Slap!
Alas, the impact was so hard that Shane was sent flying and crashed onto the floor.
“Wrea Shalvis!” Theodore shouted, furious that Wrea had initiated the attack.
Unsurprisingly, Wrea stared smugly back at him. “Get that brat here so we can spar. I'd like to see just how powerful he is...”
Theodore helped Shane up, but instead of answering Wrea, he fumed silently with knitted brows.
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