<strong>Chapter 1699: Chapter 1699: Handover</strong>


    The atmosphere in the Gray Wolf Pavilion was a bit eerie.


    Brant Fairbanks wanted tough, but he held it in.


    At this moment, if heughed out loud, Ocean Academy would truly be the public enemy.


    “So arrogant!” Brant Fairbanks thought, d that he had preemptively administered the drug, which proved to be quite potent.


    It was able to transform a teenager like this.


    But unfortunately, it onlysts for a few days.


    However, the rest didn’t have such natural expressions.


    Who among those standing here wasn’t a standout?


    Who wasn’t an elite?


    Beforeing, they were high-spirited and full of confidence!


    But after a match, they were timid, as if their spines had been broken.


    Faced with such ridicule, there was only anger on everyone’s faces.


    Helpless rage!


    The Great Grandmasters felt even more humiliated.


    The disciples they brought had all be useless?


    “What’s wrong? Not talking anymore?” Julius Reed spread his hands, continually walking past those people: “I gave you a chance, but you didn’t cherish it! Didn’t you keep demanding ountability just now? Come! I’ll give it to you!”


    Swish!


    He instantly drew the longsword from his waist!


    This scared the young masters into a shiver.


    Silence.


    Dead silence.


    No one spoke.


    The martial artists lowered their heads, not even having the courage to meet Julius Reed’s gaze.


    “You…” Seeing this scene, Han Caldwell was even more infuriated, jumping up and down!


    Useless!


    A bunch of useless trash!


    This young man was so arrogant at Boulevard Mountain, and no one could handle him?


    How outrageous!


    “Rumor has it that your sect’s disciples are all peerless prodigies! Now, is there no one who dares to fight?” Han Caldwell tried to provoke them.


    But he miscalcted.


    The youths lowered their heads even further.


    “Brother-inw is truly amazing!” Hayden Caldwell couldn’t help but admire internally.


    To think that in the morning, she was still troubled about the apology.


    Now, there was only admiration in her heart!


    So handsome!


    With just one’s power, overpowering the world’s prodigies?


    All previous unhappiness was gone.


    Hayden Caldwell becamepletely smitten with Julius Reed at this moment.


    “Baldie, you go give it a try!”


    Finally, Mowu couldn’t stand it any longer.


    He kicked his disciple’s buttocks, wanting to ease the awkwardness.


    “Can’t beat him!” The young monk turned his head, shaking it: “I’m not a match!”


    “Don’t you want to get married?” Mowu looked at his disciple with a smile.


    “Don’t want to!” The young monk shook his head firmly.


    “A monk doesn’t lie!” Mowu said.


    The young monk touched his bald head, chuckled: “I do want to get married, but not now.”


    “If you want to get married, you must fight him! If you’re like these people who don’t even dare go up, how will you ever get married?” As soon as Mowu finished speaking, he received a lot of hostile stares from around.


    “Alright.” The young monk took a deep breath, walked up to Julius Reed, and sped his hands together: “Forgive me, benefactor.”


    As soon as he finished speaking!


    The young monk instantly threw a punch!


    Before the fist’s wind reached him, Julius Reed dodged sideways; at the same time, he tapped his toes, flying into the air!


    Just as he flew up, below was full of afterimages!


    White robe afterimages!


    “This little baldie is so strong!” Many young martial artists gasped at the sight.


    Martial artists practice agility and speed!


    The young monk’s speed had clearly far surpassed that of the young masters present!


    After the afterimages disappeared.


    The young monk raised his head and leaped upward!


    Smack!


    Just right!


    Julius Reed mmed a palm down,nding it on the young monk’s bald head.


    Pushing him down.


    “I lost.”


    The young monk’s body leaned slightly forward.


    “Very strong. Now, I dere you are the second.” Julius Reed nodded, his eyes full of approval.


    Whether in speed or physique, he belonged to the top tier.


    As long as he practiced martial arts diligently in the future, he was bound to be a prominent figure.


    “Why is he second!” A martial artist couldn’t help but speak out.


    The first and second can marry Miss Caldwell; if the young monk is second, wouldn’t they havee for nothing?


    “I dered it. Do you have any objections? If you do,e fight me.” Julius Reed sneered, and the martial artist instantly lowered his head.


    “Kid, you’re not satisfied!” The young monk pointed at the martial artist who spoke, a bit angry.


    “Bald monk, I am dissatisfied!” The martial artist was full of anger, and seeing that although the young monk was formidable, he was young; he thought he couldpletely bully him with experience.


    “Alright, I want to fight you!” The young monk finished speaking and instantly disappeared!


    Bam!


    Before that young martial artist realized it, he only felt his chest crashing into a boulder!


    The young monk’s shiny bald head hit the speaking person, sending him flying.


    “Good!” Julius Reed pped his hands, looking at Mowu: “Which sect?”


    “No sect.” Mowu replied with a smile.


    “No sect?” Julius Reed nced at the young monk, asked again: “Is this your disciple?”


    “Son.” Mowu replied indifferently, seemingly unconcerned about being called a bald monk or used of breaking the monastic vow of celibacy.


    But the martial artists present were still somewhat surprised.


    “Rumor has it that Mage Mowu has never been defeated in his life! Why not spar with this young man today?” Someone deliberately wanted to stir up trouble.


    “I won’t fight.” Mowu shook his head: “Monks arepassionate.”


    “You can’t beat him?” Prescott Leopold added fuel to the fire on the side.


    “As long as I don’t fight, I’ll always be able to beat him.” Mowu chuckled softly and said no more.


    “May I ask your father is?” Julius Reed suddenly felt that this white-robed monk resembled someone.


    “My father is cleaning toilets.” Mowu truthfully answered.


    “Is hisst name River?” Julius Reed asked again.


    “Indeed.” Mowu wanted to ask, but considering there were many people around, he swallowed his words.


    “Later, I’ll find you for a drink.” Julius Reed pointed at Mowu, smiling.


    So, he was indeed Mr. River’s descendant.


    The descendant of the monk who cleaned toilets was still high-spirited!


    “Everyone, is my exnation enough?” After chatting with Mowu, Julius Reed looked at the crowd and asked.


    However.


    No one responded.


    “If there are no objections, I hope everyone won’t bring up the past. What’s done is done.” Julius Reed turned around and walked to Hayden Caldwell’s side.


    Turning his back to everyone, he spoke in a voice only the two could hear: “Didn’t you say you wanted to kill him for revenge?”


    He handed the sword to Hayden Caldwell: “This person, wanted to kill you.”


    “Okay!”


    Without hesitation, Hayden Caldwell took the sword and thrust it towards Godfrey Leopold!


    “Stop!” Prescott Leopold was just about to intervene when Hayden Caldwell’s sword had already pierced Godfrey Leopold’s heart!


    Han Caldwell couldn’t react in time.


    But.


    The deed was done.


    Godfrey Leopold was dead.


    Hayden Caldwell pulled out the sword, coldly returning it to Julius Reed: “Thank you.”


    “If nothing else, I am a bit tired.” Julius Reed took back the blood-stained sword and headed straight for the Gray Wolf Pavilion.


    But Prescott Leopold seemed to have no intention of letting him leave.


    “I didn’t kill him.” Julius Reed turned his head slightly, nced at Prescott Leopold: “Or do you want to be an enemy of Ocean Academy?”


    Brant Fairbanks’s face turned pale instantly.


    This kid, must he drag the academy into this?


    Can’t he keep a low profile?


    Doesn’t he understand what it means to draw unnecessary attention?


    “If there’s any issue, pleasemunicate with our headmaster.” After saying this, Julius Reed directly pushed aside Prescott Leopold’s hand and stepped through the ss door.


    Brant Fairbanks took a deep breath, his hand gripping the sword trembling a bit.


    “The person who killed was Han Caldwell’s granddaughter.” He said somewhat helplessly: “Deal with old Han about it.”


    After speaking.


    He turned and entered the Gray Wolf Pavilion.


    Leaving Han Caldwell with a face full of utmost embarrassment.


    “Well then! Farewell!” Prescott Leopold said angrily with a smile: “Goodbye!”


    With that.


    He turned and entered the Gray Wolf Pavilion.


    Han Caldwell was left with an extremely ugly expression on his face.


    “Good! Good!” Prescott Leopoldughed in extreme anger and said: “Farewell!”


    With that said.


    He turned and left the Gray Wolf Pavilion.


    Leaving Han Caldwell with an expression full of endless murderous intent.