My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1772

He had used his true energy to shout, and the ripples of his sound waves washed over the Western camp.

All the King Realm cultivators were terrified and did not even dare to look Ryan in the eye.

Meanwhile, the Legendary Realm cultivators gritted their teeth, wishing they could storm down to the arena to teach this good-for-nothing Eastern cultivator a lesson. However, they had witnessed what happened to John from the Radiant Guild. Without the protection of the Temple of Frey, no one knew whether the Radiant Guild could make it out of the secret realm alive.

Bobbit swept his gaze over everyone standing behind him, and a sad smile tugged on his lips when he realized no one else was going to stand forth. "Are we really going to have to hand over the Sacred Sword of Ice?"

A gloomy look settled across Maidee's features. "If we give up the Sacred Sword of Ice, Frey will have us kicked out of the temple!"

Bobbit had a rueful expression on his face. "So, what should we do now? Who else can we put our hopes on?"

Maidee was at a loss too. Their King Realm cultivator had already received a great shock, and it would not be right to shove him into the arena, right?"

Bobbit suddenly turned to stare at Maidee, a smile glinting in his eyes.

Maidee frowned. "Why are you looking at me?"

Then, he immediately realized what was happening. He was a King Realm cultivator as well!

Bobbit had a half smile on his face as he said, "Ryan was aided by a secret technique previously. He may look awe-inspiring now, but it's all an act. Given your skills, there's no doubt you can defeat him!" After a moment's deliberation, Maidee nodded. "Alright, I'll go!"

Once he finished speaking, he grabbed his staff and leaped toward the arena.

"Fuck, do you have no shame? How could you participate in this competition when you're one of the organizers?"

into the

extent of

Profound Oriental Realm. Ryan was in such

gave a slight smile. "I'm a King Realm cultivator, which means

solemn expressions on their faces. Memories of the firestorm Maidee had caused

able to hold up against such

voice, "Ryan's spirit is extremely weak right now.

said, "Dante, please

firm gust

you doing?" Ryan glared at

to engage in further battle!"

center had run completely dry. Not

"That's on me!"

to Eric and said, "Eric, why

Ryan continued egging him on, "Come on, you're a Golden

Ryan trying

That would not work!

very well-assured of

he could give when Dermott got to his feet. "I'll

Eric was stunned.

others were

achieved early stage Mystique Loyalty

gave him the confidence to

Also, who was he?