The Strongest War God

Chapter 1058: The Biggest Dark Horse

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

No wonder these three great devils were fearless.

Braydon Neal had returned to uphold justice, and it was over with just one sentence!

There were no punishments.

There wasn’t even a reprimand!

He shouldn’t be protecting them like this.

He was clearly favoring these three!

Lazlo Abbott fell silent.

Frediano Jadanza groaned silently, and his butt was still burning in pain.

When there’s a chance, when Braydon wasn’t around, see if Frediano and Jonah Shaw would teach Little Fool a lesson.

He would definitely beat the crap out of Luke Yates!

Braydon looked at Colton Jansky, who was lying on the table with his chin in his hands. He blinked his gem-like eyes and looked innocent. He looked cute.

“Colton is still young. He should be pampered!” Braydon said softly.

“What about Luke?”

Harvey Lay, this stubborn brat, had stepped out to confront his brother again.

Braydon glanced at him and pointed at the exit. “Scram!”

“Oh!”

Harvey turned around and left without a word.

The little fool shook his head, looking like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. In any case, he was not afraid.

In the past, when Finley Yanagi was around, the little fool was not afraid.

Not to mention that Braydon was the leader of the Northern Army.

The little fool was even more fearless!

Now that Braydon had returned to personally oversee the Martial Artist Summit, Colton and Little Fool had become obedient.

“Brother, the martial artists have been acting strangely in the past two days,” Frediano said.

“The summit is halfway through. Prodigy martial artists from sects have been holding back for ten days. It’s normal for them to want to attack now.”

Braydon looked at the three big screens on the stage.

It was already late at night.

The Martial Artist Summit continued day and night.

On the three big screens were the geniuses who had emerged from the Martial Artist Summit.

The name of Colton from the junior youth group was hanging high above.

As for the youth group, the name at the first place was a little unfamiliar.

However, he was the most eye-catching dark horse in the Martial Artist Summit.

His name was Deacon Gallo.

The Martial Artist Summit was based on the point system.

This guy had more than 1,100 points.

Generally speaking, once a participant in the youth group had more than 100 points, there would not be any challengers.

The martial artists below the arena were not fools. They knew that they could not beat him, but they still went up to give him some points.

Syrus Yanagi said helplessly, “Deacon is a little cunning. When he registered, he stated that he was a wargod level. Up until now, he has killed hundreds of aristocratic family marquises, dozens of powerful family kings, and yesterday, he killed a pinnacle genius from a sect.”

“Someone offered a 100-million-dollar reward for Deacon’s head.”

Westley Hader said.

“Investigate!” Braydon smiled faintly.

“Alright!”

Westley’s influence was undoubtedly the greatest in the capital city.

Although he had been promoted to the position of duke, he still firmly controlled the power of the capital garrison.

The capital was filled with people from Beiliang.

The capital garrison and the head of the dark division were both from the Northern Army.

It was very easy to investigate something in detail.

Braydon stood at the edge of the high platform, his white clothes fluttering in the wind. He stared at the nine arenas below the stage and calmly said, “Find the person who offered the reward and kill him. Hang him in front of the capital city gate and expose his corpse for three days as a warning to the powerful and aristocratic families.”

“Understood.”

Syrus and the others knew that this matter was probably related to the aristocratic families.

To dare to secretly offer a reward to the champion of the Martial Artist Summit’s youth group was clearly a provocation to the capital.

Hendrix Bailey pointed at the seventh challenge ring. “Look, that fellow is going up to trick people again!”

“He is Deacon!”

Syrus and the others were interested.

It was obvious that Deacon was to the liking of the elites of the Northern Army.

Braydon looked in that direction, and his lips twitched.

On the stairs of the seventh ring, a guy holding a pair of crutches slowly appeared. His entire body was covered in bandages, and his face was wrapped up, revealing a pair of sneaky eyes.

Her small eyes were full of energy and did not look like he was seriously injured.

The key was that he was still holding his crutches as he shakily climbed onto the seventh ring.

“I admit defeat!” A black-robed young man on the seventh ring’s face turned green. He raised his hands and said, “Referee, I admit defeat!”

“Deacon, one point!”

Referee number seven looked helpless.

Deacon, who had just stepped onto the ring, said weakly, “I’m already injured. Why did you admit defeat?!”

“Hehe, you have been like this for three days. You killed three geniuses of the Simpson family!”

The black-robed young man sneered and flashed off the stage.

Deacon, this guy, had killed a pinnacle genius yesterday.

It meant that his strength was not weaker than the pinnacle realm.

None of the martial artists below the pinnacle realm dared to challenge him.

Deacon stepped onto the arena and said weakly, “I was injured in the battle yesterday. I don’t have much time left. Before I die, I just want to get a good ranking in the Martial Artist Summit. I hope everyone can help me!”

“We don’t believe you!”

Below the arena, someone started to spit on the spot.

“No noise is allowed below the stage,” Judge No. 7 said with a straight face. “Martial artists who want to fight can come up on stage and fight Deacon Gallo.”

In the end, the entire place was silent.

No one went on stage.

“Luke, go on stage and test his strength!” Braydon spoke.

The bored little fool jumped up and patted his chest. “With me in action, you don’t have to worry!”

Cole Colbie and the others remained silent.

The little fool had never done anything reliable since he was a child.

“If Deacon is good enough, we can recruit him into the Northern Army tonight,” said Braydon softly.

“I’ll do it!” Westley personally supervised this matter.

Deacon had offended the three great entities. In this world, only the Northern Army could accept him.

Luke descended from the sky and landed on the seventh arena.

Judge No.7 immediately felt a headache.

Originally, the appearance of a troublemaker on the stage was already enough to give him a headache.

In the end, someone who was even more rowdy joined in.

Deacon suddenly became spirited and said in an unfriendly tone, “The Northern Army? What are you doing up here? Leave now! Listen to me!”

The second half of the sentence was actually a little charming.

Deacon was definitely a poet.

“You’re such a troublemaker!” the little fool muttered.

“Be good and go down. I’ll buy you candy later!” Deacon said gently.

This guy was really cunning.

He felt that he could not afford to offend the people of the Northern Army.

In the next battle, regardless of whether they won or lost, they would offend the Northern Army if they hurt the little fool.

The people of the Northern Army present today all had a close relationship with the Garrison King.

Deacon tried convincing the little fool, “Don’t mess around. I’ll buy you candy when I’m free. Listen to me. Leave the arena!”

“I’ll kill you with one punch!”

The little fool immediately jumped up. He felt that Deacon was humiliating him and punched him on the spot.

One had to know that Luke was not weak.

On the contrary, Luke’s strength was definitely the best among his peers.