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Chapter 3183

    Chapter 3183


    Those words triggered Trevor.


    He was downright furious as he narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice, “Even a wandering warrior


    like you dares to look down on me? True, my rankings aren’t as good as the others, but that’s


    something from half a year ago, and I’ve already improved greatly since then. I wouldn’t even be afraid


    of David, let alone you!”


    “If you were Chris, I wouldn’t have said anything, but who do you think you are to look down on me? I’m


    already being very polite by not regarding you with contempt, but I can’t believe you’d repay my


    kindness like that!”


    Marco frowned and sneered, his anger starting to burn as his lips twitched slightly. “Don’t think you can


    defeat me just because you’re from a high-grade n! Ever since I started as a warrior, I’ve killed so


    many so-called geniuses…”


    “They might be talented, but their practicalbat experience was dirt-poor. These daggers in my


    hands have drunk the blood of quite a few geniuses, and you’ll be one of them!”


    As he said that, he took out a pair of daggers from his storage ring, two of them were only about the


    size of a palm. They were small but incredibly sharp, quite different from regr weapons.


    Normally, very few people used daggers as weapons since there were a lot of limitations. However,


    Marco had an affinity for using daggers and was very adept at using them as well.


    Heughed and said, “You so-called geniuses always look at others with such arrogant expressions.


    Everytime I see you, I feel so disgusted. What gives you the right to be so arrogant? You’re just


    warriors who got good resources…”


    “ns are likendlords in the mortal realm. You take up most of the resources and give them to your


    own disciples. Us wandering warriors are forced to struggle over what little remains, yet there are a lot


    of wandering warriors who carve a path for themselves with their own skills. If ns weren‘t around, all


    of you would be weaklings!”


    Trevor was so furious that his lips trembled as he said loudly, “What kind of nonsense are you saying?


    Yes, ns do take a lot of resources, but that allows them to cultivate even more talented warriors.”


    “If you had the talent, you would’ve been epted into arge n. You clearly just failed the tests to


    enter therger ns and aren’t willing to enter a smaller n at the same time, that’s why you’re a


    wandering warrior. Yet, you make up all this faulty logic to defend yourself. What a joke!”


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    Trevor felt like Marco’s words were aplete joke.


    Major ns did take a lot of the resources, but that was so that they could give excellent warriors the


    chance to be strong.


    Every year, countless warriors participated in the tests to join the major ns. Any warriors with


    confidence in themselves would take part. Even though he did not know what Marco had gone through,


    Trevor was still incredibly certain of one thing: Marco had definitely taken part in the tests for major


    ns before but failed.


    That was why Marco had carved out all those excuses to save his dignity.


    Marco’s expression soured greatly. Trevor’s words had hit him where it hurt. He narrowed his eyes


    slightly as he sentenced Trevor to death in his heart.


    He raised his voice and said loudly, “Do you know what the consequences of your words will be?”


    “I’ve always had an easy time killing others, and anyone who provokes me never gets a good ending.


    I’ll make you regret what you said!”


    Trevor’s expression did not change, those words barely fazed him, too. He pulled out his sword from


    his storage ring.


    Marco wanted to kill him, and he, likewise, wanted to kill him as well.
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