Finally, in the seventh round, it was Marshall Morgan's turn to face Cole Lennox.
The atmosphere in the arena was instantly ignited.
White Tiger Academy area.
"Cole Lennox, when dealing with Marshall Morgan, don't hold back. It's best if you can cripple him!"
Cyrus Thorne said coldly.
"Cyrus Thorne, are you ordering me around? Let me tell you, I'm not a dog of your Thorne Family, so don't talk to me in that tone."
Cole Lennox grinned, full of defiance.
"Cole Lennox, you... what do you mean? Marshall Morgan is our White Tiger Academy's enemy."
Another young man from the Thorne Family said with an unpleasant expression.
"He's your Thorne Family's enemy, not mine."
Cole Lennox smirked and continued, "But I'll go all out, not for your Thorne Family, but because Marshall Morgan is a worthy opponent!"
With that, Cole Lennox's figure flashed, charging towards the battle platform.
"That Cole Lennox, backed by his Golden Robe Elder grandfather, is simply unruly, a troublemaker!"
