No 1 Supreme Warrior

The tall and bulky Martin intervened in a gruff voice.

“That punk merely got lucky in the previous round and defeated Yule!”

Another man chimed in with a cold smile. “First, Yule simply didn’t expect for him to be at the demi-god level, so Yule certainly didn’t use her full strength in the battle, giving him the advantage to win over her. Second, Yule has not had the time to use her martial techniques and skills. Heh! If she had the time to use them, or even take out weapons, it’d be easy-peasy for her to win that round!”

The man who chimed in after pondering was a ninth-grade grandmaster.

Jack did not bother paying attention to these men, instead, he sat down, crossed his legs, and waited leisurely for the next round.

use his fists to respond and make them understand that although he, Jack White, came from the

Third Elder from afar, who was at the high viewing platform. The only person that concerned

White—were basically a team; they were close to each other. The Third Elder was very good at hiding himself in the dark. A warm yet fake smile always hung on his face whenever he talked to someone. Jack thought that he should be

Elder, only Nash White would be able to fight with him. But now that his father was poisoned; therefore, the only person left who could hold the Third Elder

less about these so-called masters. He was already at the true god realm; with such martial level and combat prowess, it was sufficient for him to defeat these

If the other party had plotted a murder on him, he did not know

had never fought such a

second round was

round! Listen carefully, in this round of competition, there are only five winners, the top five. So this is another melee round, and it only

five candidates will be awarded a first-grade