No 1 Supreme Warrior

Such a simple statement stunned both Morton and Gerald, their faces slammed with disbelief, and their mouths hung wide open.

Morton laughed dryly, even musing to himself that Brook might have lost his mind. Why else would Brook have said such impractical things? Jack and Wesley had already finished their wager battle, and Jack…defeated Wesley? What nonsense these were!

Despite that, the weird glances they were receiving subconsciously stopped Morton just as he was about to refute.

darkened as he got a hint of something from what

had said. None of them refuted his claim, however, and none of them gave him odd stares. This meant that Brook was not pulling

have

dummies. They finally

Wesley has been carried away? Where is

been carried off to, either. However, the others knew that Wesley would be

moment, Wesley was lying in the guest room of Elder Sayer’s elder council with his eyes closed and his face pale. Elder Sayer stretched out his hand

the bed, visibly distraught. “Elder Sayer, you need to get justice for Senior Brother Wesley! That guy has taken it too far. Senior Brother Wesley has already fallen to the ground, badly wounded, and that guy still followed up with a punch, not holding back! He subjected Senior Brother Wesley to suffer from four broken ribs, which worsened Senior Brother Wesley’s already grave wounds! That guy is

this, the expression on Elder Sayer’s face remained the same. He slowly stretched out his right hand, and if they looked carefully, they would discover that a layer of grayish-black mist floated above Elder Sayer’s right hand. If Jack was in the room, he would recognize right off the bat that the grayish-black mist was the residue of his