The Blue Feather Sect disciple who stood in front of Winston appeared ordinary, but there was a terrifying ruthlessness in his eyes.
“Trevor, you know what to do, so I won’t say more,” Winston cast a profound gaze at Trevor and continued, “A lot of people are watching.”
“I know.
I’ll not lose,” Trevor Lennon nodded expressionlessly, “I’ll defeat him at the fastest speed, and if he dares to run for his life like the girl before, trying to take the opportunity to delay time, then I’ll tear him apart.”
When Natasha heard that, she snorted.
However, she did not say anything.
“Alright, go ahead.“ Winston nodded.
Then, he glanced at the Heavenly Stars Sect in the distance, with resentment and dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes.
On the stand of Heavenly Stars Sect, Caspian’s eyes narrowed slightly.
He listened to the conversation between Winston and Trevor just now.
However, Trevor’s characteristics were not revealed at all.
Although Caspian could see that Trevor was not a simple outer disciple through observation, Caspian had no way to come up with a way to deal with him based on mere knowledge.
At that time, the fourth game was about to start.
Omar stood up with an eager look on his face.
Caspian looked at him, wanting to say something when Omar waved his hand to stop Caspian.
“Casper, I don’t need any advice from you,” Omar laughed, “I know you‘re well-intentioned, but this is not in line with my true conscience.
What I pursue is to settle the injustice with my sword.
Hence, it’s impossible to plan everything in my future journey on the pathway to immortality.
Often more than not, it’s all based on passion.
So, I still want to rely on myself to complete this fight.”
Having said that, Omar’s eyes fell on everyone present.
“Even though I may lose the game, I hope everyone can understand me.”
Caspian was stunned, and he nodded.
“Okay.”
A cultivator would surely pursue an insightful mind when they acted, and everyone understood Omar’s intention.
They also knew that although Caspian could advise them, they could not be with Caspian all the time.
Therefore, they could choose to accept the advantage, but they also had the right not to take it.
“Don’t worry, Omar.” Xander stood up and patted him on the shoulder.
“Xander…” Omar was moved.
After all, Xander’s personality was usually very aloof.
As a man of few words, no one heard him saying any words of encouragement before.
Then, just as Omar was about to thank Xander, he heard Xander adding, “If you lose this game, I’ll win the next one.”
Omar was speechless.
“Puff!” Maya could not help but burst into laughter.
Omar appeared sour as he replied, “I‘ll… Yes… I’ll try my best to win.
Wait for my return!”
After saying that, Omar hurried to the ring.
It was interesting to listen to the Heavenly Stars Sect people talking.
Jessica was smiling and turned her head inadvertently, but she saw a seriousness that was not there before on Caspian‘s face.
Then, suddenly, her heart sank, and she whispered, “What’s wrong? ”
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