After all, it was shameful to admit that a younger person had injured him. It made much more sense that he had been beaten by Joseph.

In contrast, people would even praise him for his abilities. It was an achievement to be hurt this lightly if someone as powerful as Joseph had landed a hit on him.

“Damn! How could that punk be this lucky? I really don’t know what the Dragon Supreme sees in him,” Timothy clenched his fists as he said resentfully.

They had failed to attack Dustin and Tyler. It was possible that Timothy might lose to Tyler in the semi-finals tomorrow.

“We, the members of the Grayvale branch of the Martial League, are here on the Superintendent’s orders to capture some criminals!” came an announcement from outside.

“Bring them in quickly,” said a higher-up of the Lotus Sect.

Soon, the members of the Grayvale branch of the Martial League walked over.

The person leading the group was the head of the branch, Zion Larson.

After receiving notice of Anson’s comma