No 1 Supreme Warrior

Master Forrest had a bitter look on his face when he saw Elder Maurice relaxing. If none of the four of them managed to refine it, they would lose the second stage.

Phoenix Valley would completely win this best out of three contest. If everything went that way, Sky Peak Pavilion was done for. He could even imagine how their people would deal with him once the news got out. After all, he had promised and bragged so much. He practically guaranteed that they would win!

Claude and Benedict walked to Elder Maurice, visibly dejected and deflated. Elder Maurice let out a cold laugh. “It went just like I thought it would… But it’s not too bad. The two of you are trash, but so are the other two.”

The two of them lowered their heads and said nothing else. After a moment, Claude suddenly said, “Then… If all four of us failed to refine the pills, how will the result be determined?”

You didn’t even manage to refine a single Three Suns Pill in twenty-four hours while

as they looked at Mr. Zayne in

the same as he usually did, still passive. No one

Jack, Claude hoarsely asked,

you

dare question Jack, but Mr. Zayne’s words came too much of a shock to him. Anyone who had gone through that

battle in that room, they had failed so much that they had gone numb. They were

reality. A wave of disappointment washed over them. The only thing in their mind at that moment

came as a breeze. Claude was even starting to wonder if they were even part of the same contest. Otherwise, there would not be such a

Maurice stared at Claude, feeling like the two of them were like an eyesore. Still, it was good that they did

blue, Master Forrest suddenly exclaimed,