Chapter 1297

Doverton, Shore Manor.

This manor was the symbol of the entire Doverton. The owner of this manor was the largest family in Doverton and also the top family in national martial arts, the Shore family!

The Shore family had resided in Doverton for hundreds of years. Without a doubt, it was a family with the most branch families in Doverton.

Moreover, the entire Doverton respected the familial concept.

As the largest family in Doverton, the Shore family naturally had deployments and contacts everywhere in Doverton!

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It was not an exaggeration to say that the Shore family reigned supremacy over the entire Doverton!

No matter where they went, the members of the Shore family would garner full attention and respect.

Today, the entire Shore Manor was crowded with people!

There was a huge arena stage in the square of Shore Manor, and the surrounding stands were already full of people at this moment!

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In the uppermost central position, the patriarchs and disciples of the four great families sat in the stands. They looked at the gray-haired old man on the martial arts arena stage from below!

a white martial arts uniform, his figure was as massive as

moment. His wide round eyes glared at

be seen that Jacob’s complexion was very bad at this time like

the stage with no

the grandstand right in the middle. He was fidgeting with two stress balls in his hands. His predatory eyes stared coldly

him were the heads of the other great

Gold, was slightly plump with thick eyebrows and

more than 60 years

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frail. She was a descendant of one of the five most famous Egyptian families whose expertise

behind them were all the talented younger generations

family were beautiful and exquisite women of Egyptian descent.

were some patriarchs of influential families and heads

of them gathered at Shore Manor

right and left wings, Jacob would represent

by the Yarrow family, the Shore family, the Gold family, the Lloyd family, and the Walid family would represent the unconventional division of

now under the control of the

now fell into the hands of Elliot Shore, the head of the

at Jacob on the stage, got up, and shouted in a cold voice, “Old Master Jensen, you’ve been here for two days and have fought in 32 matches. If you continue fighting, I’m afraid the leader of a generation of Aces will die in the arena of my

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