No 1 Supreme Warrior

Master Mackenzie stared coldly at the empty glass.” I don’t care what you think about Jack White. I’ve already made up my mind to do everything in my power to stop him from advancing further.”

Master Loador knitted his brow and glanced sideways at Master Mackenzie. “Are you saying that you’ll personally handle him?”

Mackenzie nodded his head without any hesitation. “You should save your breath trying to talk me out of it with your baseless logic. That brat is not the

be our heads rolling on the ground next. Thus, he should be prevented from advancing further at all costs. We would need to gather all the Alliance Guard’s power to take down the Nine Armies even if others might think we’re making something

toll of so many skilled fighters had sounded an alarm bell in Master Mackenzie’s mind. He took a deep breath and shouted at the guards outside of the

higher-level-ups had already received reports from their disciples about the Nine Armies’ situation before they gathered. Their expressions all tuned grave when they received

them all about his thinking. Master Hackford frowned upon hearing his plan for he did not fully agree with it. “So your plan is for us to leave our base camp and head toward the Nine Armies? Isn’t this a bit too much?” Though he was similarly furious about all the dead fighters, he did not

under these dire circumstances? The fighters we sent out were the best of the best,

table with knitted brows. Nobody had any idea what was going on in his mind for he did not refute