No 1 Supreme Warrior

Meanwhile, Bradley fell into complete silence with his head hung low, seemingly to have been suppressed. Jack, on the other hand, glanced at him for a moment before he ignored Bradley entirely.

The two sides faced each other, and after over 15 minutes of silence, the tense atmosphere gradually subsided. Master Forrest was visibly worried over Bradley, fretting that Bradley might have melted under the pressure, and thus did not have the time to bother with Phoenix Valley’s representatives. His full focus was on Bradley.

Elder Maurice looked at Jack, and the latter could practically feel the pair of eyes on him. “If you have anything you want to say, just go ahead,” said Jack, mildly irked.

The agitated Elder Maurice let out a light cough and spoke, “I just can’t seem to relax. Claude and Benedict aren’t reliable. I’m worried that we’ll lose.”

a light

Maurice’s worry was warranted. After all, no one could tell what level Claude and Benedict were at. Almost 20 hours had passed, but no significant movement came from the four rooms. It

that talented, what about the

even Bradley needed 18 hours of hard work to complete a Three

we can do is pray that the four of them won’t succeed. If we only compete with Jack’s result,

agonizing. After all, there was only roughly two hours until the end of the round. Representatives from both Phoenix Valley and Sky Peak Pavilion held their breaths with their

to see what was happening inside, whether or not anyone managed

anxious everyone was. After over two hours, Master Forrest announced darkly, “Time is up. Bring everyone out right now. They’re to come

front of the

up, their expressions

bleated Claude, sounding