Chapter 2703
The First Heir
This was an unprecedented competition result.
The battle song of the South rang through the stadium again. At the northern side of the venue, all the
disciples from the North gritted their teeth in anger.
What was going on with the South this time? Where did they find so many strong contenders?
They were extremely embarrassed to lose three matches in a row in their Northern base camp.
Following the battle song of the South, all disciples from the South stood up to sing in unison, very
much like the World Cup frenzy when the crowdâs favorite team scored a goal.
17 returned to Philipâs side. Philip smiled at her and said, âYou did well.â
17 grinned and said, âYoung Patriarch, these guys are too weak.â
Philip shook his head and said, âItâs not that theyâre weak but that youâve become stronger after my
fatherâs intensive training.â
That was right. Philip had borrowed this group of Shadow Guards from his father.
After the last fight with the branch Clarke family, Roger Clarke selected half the members of the
Shadow Guards to undergo special intensive training in the Clarke familyâs ancestral land, which was
close to the door area, to improve their physical fitness again. It could be said that apart from the eight
battle gods, the current members of the Shadow Guards had reached a new level.
After all, ten years would be over in a flash. The Clarke family had a lot more preparations to make.
This was the first time the Shadow Guards made a move after the intensive training.
âSo, Villa Master Turner, what do you think? The people I selected are quite good, right?â Philip smiled
faintly.
Ernest was full of anger at this moment. He snorted coldly and said solemnly, âYoung Patriarch Clarke,
donât count your chickens yet! This is only the third round. If you have the ability, win all ten matches!â
âYeahâ¦â Philip nodded and said, âYou have a point. Letâs wait and see.â
âYou!â
Ernest was too angry for words. He sneered and said, âDonât be too complacent. The next few rounds
are the key. Moreover, our ace contenders havenât made an appearance yet. Just Auric Singer alone is
enough to destroy all of you!â
Philip smiled without saying a word.
At the right time, the guard behind him played a song through the radio broadcast, âEven the strong get
lonely sometimesâ¦â
When the song came out, the audience cheered!
Ernestâs face flushed with anger. He got up angrily and shouted, âTime out!â
The competition was paused. Ernest returned to the lounge, smashed a lot of things in anger, and
roared, âWorthless good-for-nothings! Useless rubbish! Whatâs the matter with you? We lost three
matches in a row!â
The three contestants sat on one side weakly.
âIâm sorry, Villa Master Turner. We underestimated them.â
Ernest snorted and said, âItâs not that you underestimated them, but theyâre too strong. Where did Philip
and Leon find so many strong contenders?â
The other patriarchs of the disciple families looked at each other at this moment and said, âVilla Master
Turner, although we lost the first three rounds, we should be able to win the rest without any problems
with them. It doesnât matter if they win the first three. Next, we only need to win seven games in a row.
Itâs more than enough!â
Ernest raised his eyebrows, slapped his palm on the armrest of his chair, and said, âThatâs right! We
must win everything next!â
After that, Ernest asked, âWhen will Young Master Singer and Young Master Berry arrive?â