No 1 Supreme Warrior

They could have found a better alchemist from Phoenix Valley had they tried to. However, Elder Rick had deliberately caused a scene and insisted on recommending Jack, evoking everyone’s doubt and ridicule.

Master Forrest had a smirk on his face as he walked toward Jack, saying as he turned to look at Elder Maurice, “This guy is obviously an excellent sixth-grade alchemist. I had thought that everyone participating this time would be seventh-grade alchemists.” shiver Elder Maurice steeled himself, refusing to show any unsavory expression.

He let out a laugh as he answered, “Jack truly is excellent among sixth-grade alchemists, but this is just a small tournament, so we didn’t really put much thought into who we sent here.”

too confident. After all, he was not sure where Jack’s skills lay. Even if Jack had assured him earlier, Elder Maurice could not

His gaze moved around as he looked at Jack with an even more curious expression. The three participants behind

it’s almost time. Let’s start the tournament. The rules will remain the same. Best two out of three. As for what we’re betting on, I won’t repeat it. If we lose, we’ll be

was weight in Elder Maurice’s words, and his earlier confidence had seemed to have dissipated. Elder Maurice had always been very confident in the alchemists produced by Phoenix Valley, but Jack’s abrupt appearance had shattered his confidence. Whatever would transpire from that moment onward was obscure, and he was no

was they had betted on. Even though Elder Maurice did not say anything, Jack guessed that it had something to do with the conflict against the Unbreaking Pavilion. After all, that was the

guess it. No matter what, if he lost the tournament, Elder Maurice would not be able to handle the matter easily and

lose,

Maurice knew that Master Forrest was not someone who did things for a reason. The questions would definitely not be easy to answer. However, Master

forced to nod.