No 1 Supreme Warrior

The news struck them down like lightning. Mere moments ago, they were still in a pre-celebratory mood and now it felt like they were being drenched with a bucket of ice-cold water. This must be a joke!

Master Loador stared at the trembling disciple kneeling on the ground. “Tell me again what exactly happened? How could the Nine Armies be so strong?” His voice, shaky and cold.

angered the two men in front of him. He managed to get his words out, confirming to both Master Loader and Master Mackenzie that what they had heard the first time was right. That they were not hallucinating

with rage to discover that all their strongest men had been killed and they were only left with lowly minions. “Get out!” Although the order was said in a raging tone, it was like heavenly

his brow together and felt vindicated of the anxiety he felt before. “It’s just as I feared. How could we not receive any news about the Nine Armies when it had been a while since we heard about the Pavilion Billow Cloud? And yet you told me not to worry. What do you have to say for

How else could our men be slaughtered so easily? It is simply illogical. Think about it, out of the

enough to eliminate the Nine Armies many times over and yet these five

calmer than Master Loador. He then said, “No matter what, we have to accept that all our most powerful men had died at the hands of that brat. I’ve already told you that brat

out a snort of disagreement. “Why do you keep on praising him? Don’t you realize that he is only of the ultimate god level? No matter

Loador said was not without its merit, Master Mackenzie’s correctly intuit that the reason for their heavy losses in battle had to do with Jack White. “Don’t be so quick to refute me. Much