No 1 Supreme Warrior

The sound of their insults echoed through the air. All of them were looking at Zeph with derision in their eyes. Suddenly, a shout could be heard amongst the din of the crowd. Instantly, they all went silent for they all knew there was only one thing that could elicit a response like this.

eyesight must be getting bad. Did the fifth

the eye. There’s no way something as

began to echo with the sound of shock and most of them had their jaws dropped to the ground. Jack really did it-he really lit up the fifth light by a far margin. They were quietly counting the seconds In their mind. “One second, two seconds… eight seconds. It’s still lit up!

nine seconds, making it the highest score amongst them all. The crowd had to pinch themselves to check if they were dreaming. How was it possible for a nobody to achieve something that even Morton and Gerald could not do? Even the informal disciples of the

with his hand. “Someone pinch me quick! I must be dreaming. Is he really that strong?”

their sockets and his mouth was wide open as he stared at the obsidian with disbelief. It was a long while before he recovered himself. He had a rousing suspicion that the obsidian had gone haywire if not, how was it possible for the fifth light to light up? He wished vehemently for his suspicion

amongst the informal disciples, you will be in the top three hundred rankings.” His evaluation shocked Jack for there were a total of three thousand informal disciples in the Dual Sovereign Pavilion and each of the three thousand was a handpicked elite from