The Cult Mistress had given him the task to steal the scripture, but it was an impossible task.
Principle Graham was a Level Five Martial Marquis. Even though Darryl had cultivated the Secret Theft Skill, there was just no chance for him.
Darryl saw a new opportunity for him to obtain a scripture. He just needed to defeat Wyatt, and he would win the right to kill Zion Featherstone. Then he could obtain the Supreme Mystery Scripture to complete his task and return to Elysian Island.
At that moment, Katherine sighed. “Wyatt is not only talented; he is good-looking too. I guess there’
s no doubt he will be the champion today.”
“Not necessarily. I have not gone up the stage yet.” Darryl laughed.
Even though Darryl talked to himself softly, few of his classmates heard him!
They all broke into uncontrollable laughter.
Darryl, the loser, tried to be silly again.
Their laughter brought the rest of the crowd’s attention toward them. Everyone looked at them, puzzled.
Darryl did not say a word. He contemplated whether he wanted to join the challenge on the stage.
Daisy Palmer, who sat in front of Darryl, said loudly, “Did you hear that? Darryl said that Wyatt might not win as he had not gone up the stage yet!” Then she laughed.
“Wow!”
Everyone broke into laughter again.
“Darryl, do you know that you do not even qualify to be Wyatt’s servant? People like you would dare to challenge him?” Xavion said while he admired Wyatt, who was on the stage.
Not only was Wyatt good looking, but he was also the most worthy young talent in the Wudang family. Many ladies dreamt to be with him.
Darryl smiled. “What if I dare to go onto the stage?”
What? Did he want to go on the stage?
Was that an effort to save his dignity? They laughed again.
Daisy replied, “What’s the point of you going up to the stage anyway? You would be defeated within the first round. Please don’t embarrass our class.”
Darryl laughed when he heard what she had said. ” How would you know that?”
Was Darryl kidding? Did he mean he could win? They laughed again.
Daisy could not hold her laughter. “Darryl, why don’ t we make a bet?”
She raised his hand and pointed toward the running track on the field nearby. “If you were to lose, you would have to run around the track naked for five rounds in front of everybody.”