No 1 Supreme Warrior

The masked man’s movements were all incredibly slick. Even the sheathing of his sword had been done flawlessly. His string of movements practically looked like an artful masterpiece.

Clink.

The machete was placed back into its sheathe. He did not store his weapon back into the space ring and instead held it gently in his palm.

“My god! That…that was too amazing. The Divine warrior was just like a pile of mud in front of him. It makes me feel like the Divine warrior I just fought isn’t even at the same level as the one he did!”

not hold back from

topic had been the masked man’s attack making it seem far too easy. Compared to the rest of them who

with respect. He definitely holds a high position within

I feel like

from the Corpse Pavillion knew that their fellow disciple was exceptionally talented, witnessing it with their own eyes still left them unable to hold back their excitement. All of the disciples from the Corpse Pavillion started to cheer loudly, “You are our

is practically designed for our senior, the rest of you

naturally incited a lot of anger in the other disciples. Yet, facing those disciples from the Corpse Pavillion, there was nothing they could counter with. After witnessing that person’s skills, they knew they could not

ways. They killed without any regard for honor or morality. The disciples from the north were all very wary

man disregarded the praise showered on him as well as the cheers from

happened earlier. However, his expression remained calm as if everything had been within his

Pavillion was obviously not willing to be left behind. The

green-colored sword in hand. His white robes fluttered even with the lack of any wind. He stepped in a gust of wind, his sword aimed right