A Personal Disciple?
"…!"
The crowd was stunned as they saw Davis arrogantly strut off his pompous nature once he won.
Everyone felt that it was over for this outer disciple, no, inner disciple.
He had somehow lucked out with his slap landing right on that square-faced man's punchable face as they wished, but with him offending every core disciple, they couldn't help but shake their heads. They felt that he had essentially dug his own grave.
"Even if he had a solid foundation and a strong body that is three levels higher, should he be stupid enough to offend this many core disciples?"
"True. Every single one of them can cross four levels with their prowess, and that's not something you could see the majority of the Aurora Cloud Gate disciples do."
"Moreover, their backgrounds are also not easily anyone could go against. Did having a true disciple as a backer get to his head? Who is that white-robed beauty?"