Yalena nodded and summoned fifty guards immediately to be led by Darryl. Then, everyone left the temple and headed to the plaza outside.
When they went outside, Darryl looked at the 12 paladins and smiled. “Everyone, let the competition begin! Who would like to try first?”
"Hey, don't be arrogant. I will lead a hundred guards to compete with you first!" Golden Lion Paladin said coldly.
"A hundred people won’t be able to break through my formation at all. I think you 12 paladins should attack together!" Darryl replied nonchalantly as he shook his head.
Golden Lion Paladin felt humiliated by what Darryl had said. “You’re too arrogant.”
He gritted his teeth and said to the other paladins, "Since he’s so confident, let's attack together. I shall see how powerful the formation set by this guy who claims to be the descendant of Master Franklin!"
The other paladins nodded as they stared at Darryl with rage!
"Well, I’ll also lead a team to test how good he is!"
"Me too!"
The 12 paladins each led a hundred people. Together, there were a total of 1200 people. Over a thousand people against 50 was too big a difference.
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