No 1 Supreme Warrior

Beth folded her arms after she finished speaking, glancing toward Yule with a slight smile on her face.

Yule did not know whether to laugh or cry. She shrugged her shoulders. “I never thought that you would think the same as I did, Beth,” she said.

She paused here and looked at Jack before continuing, “I had no choice. This punk is my older brother, unfortunately. It’ll be embarrassing if he were to lose terribly and become the butt of everyone’s joke. Besides, my mother told me to take care of him. I have to think of some ways to prevent him from losing the first round. We’d never live it down otherwise!”

Jack did not know whether to laugh or cry when he heard the conversation between them. Still, warmth tinged his insides; these two young ladies were trying to look out for him.

In a split second, over 30 people had been shoved off the stage.

“Strange. Why aren’t those two liftings a finger?”

was off. He could not help but mutter after he managed to

“Nash White!”

protect Jack? Heh. I never thought that you would resort to such dirty tactics for the

well. “Heh. I didn’t arrange for this. I never thought that they would help Jack either,” he said, a bitter smile on his

that. “Heh. Shouldn’t you have thought of a better excuse, Master?” he said, expression stony. “Beth and Yule have only known Jack for a short time. How could they help him on their own accord? But it doesn’t matter, since he’ll be eliminated in the second round. He’ll just lose less

Yule. You’re…actually

stand the sight any longer. He threw an opponent off the stage and stomped his foot, streaking straight before the trio. He spoke with a

are we? You can fight us if you’re not pleased with

arms before her chest. “You, an eighth-grade grandmaster, are

in his jaw. A cloud suddenly fell

you punk? Hiding behind these two women’s backs. Some hero you are,” he said, looking at Jack. “Fight me if you have the guts. Stop

Jack won’t fall for your trap. He’s not an idiot. He’ll