No 1 Supreme Warrior

Master Forrest could not bear to just look on as Bradley was constantly getting angered by Jack. After all, they still needed Bradley to help pull them back in the remainder of the tournament. However, looking at what happened earlier, the other two events did not look too good for them. Yet, he could not just give up all hope.

Before organizing the tournament, Master Forrest had promised the other elders that Sky Peak Pavilion would definitely win. After all, they had Bradley as their assassin, and Master Maurice had looked into what was happening within Phoenix Valley. He had already guessed that it was very unlikely that the alchemists from the inner valley would appear.

It would definitely be alchemists from the outer valley. The difference in talent between the two valleys was night and day, they were not comparable at all. As long as the alchemists that came were from the outer valley, he would not need to worry about anything. Things happened just like he expected. A total of three came, but none of them seemed particularly strong. It went just as planned, but he never expected that his trump card would have been trumped by theirs. Jack was an incredibly dark horse that caught everyone off guard.

Forrest had already thoroughly hated Jack. If Jack was not there, he would absolutely not lose this tournament. All of his beautiful dreams from earlier had been shattered the moment Jack announced his own result. Jack let out a cold laugh, finding it funny how Master Forrest was

agree with that. He’s obviously going to improve

as he clenched his

to continue fighting with Jack, just like how he had forced Elder Maurice into a corner earlier. He had been in a position of absolute advantage, even if Elder Maurice talked his tongue

the second test, we’ll give you an hour of rest. In an

Forrest coldly sat back

as too stubborn if he insisted on continuing

they were not enemies. Jack’s lips twitched

turned around and walked toward a corner in the hall. He wanted to find a