The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

For a god-tier sword practitioner to die of serious injuries, it went to show how ridiculously powerful his enemy must be. That opponent must surely be a god-tier too!

“Many forces have been keeping an eye on the sword tomb ever since its inception, and now the sword coercion surrounding it is slowly fading. We must quickly take the lead before it completely dissipates.”

“The briefing is over. Let’s start the combat assignment.”

Elder Whitmore turned off the projection behind him, took a sip of water, and continued, “I, the alliance master, Philip, and Mr. Carter Marsden sent by the royal family will form the first team. We’ll be located in the center of the main troops to conduct the battlefield command…”

“The second team…”

Philip did not pay attention to the details but narrowed his eyes at the man sitting opposite him.

He was wearing a tight-fitting silver combat uniform with a metallic luster, looking extraordinary at first glance. His face was quite handsome too.

When he realized that Philip was staring at him, Carter smiled, and his gaze sharpened.

Seeing that the other party had a certain degree of hostility toward him, Philip did not back down and stared back at him with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes.

“This is the end of the combat meeting. Everyone will gather in the central square this afternoon. Bring your equipment along, and the consumables will be provided by the alliance.”

Elder Whitmore placed his hands on the table and said to everyone.

for the

was first to break

and forth between Philip and Carter, who were staring

going to fight it

and said, “I’m not

talking about, you low-class citizen?! Claire and I are childhood sweethearts. If you dare harbor any thoughts about her, I’ll skin you alive and break every bone in

harbor about her?” Philip propped his chin on his fists and

went red as she called Philip a

“You! How dare you?!”

of light glowed behind Carter’s

A seven-star talent!

stronger than any seven-star practitioners Philip had ever met before. It seemed that he was not easy to

fight here. I have to pay for the repairs if the

spoke, Elder Whitmore held back the

flung his hands, opened the

Philip tilted his head and asked

hands and said, “He and I were just playmates when we were young.

a couple of days, Elder Whitmore laughed and said,

walked out