No 1 Supreme Warrior

Just as Jack finished his last syllabus, the Fourth Elder—Wendy Wind—had already flitted back onto the stage of the tournament once again.

She plastered a gentle smile and spilled, “Very well. Let’s invite participants from number 21 to number 30 to the stage!”

“Hehe! Brother Jack, it’s my turn to go up!”

Yule giggled warmly and strode toward the stage. She stomped on her right foot, leaped upward to the air, and landed on the stage. All these happened within a few seconds.

Jack stared at Yule who was already on the stage, then he looked down at the tiny piece of paper in his hand. The number on the paper made him completely dumbfounded.

“No way! How could it be her? What should I do now?”

to laugh. How could he have imagined

competitors jumped onto the stage of the tournament, and

“Where’s my opponent?”

with a puzzled look. Her opponent had not come up to the

stepped out of the crowd, then with a gentle stomp, he appeared in front of Yule in the

freaking way! Brother

went wide, and her jaw dropped to the ground when she saw that Jack stood before her. She could not believe her own eyes. Did she see wrongly? Was the person in front of her Jack? Too much

“What the h*ll?”

gasped at the arrangement on the stage. Each of them had a strange

will fight against his own daughter. Heh! It’s interesting, isn’t it? Doesn’t this mean that the

laughed sarcastically. They had never expected to

old but she has already reached the middle stage of a demi god status. Such martial