No 1 Supreme Warrior

Conrad was about to die from jealousy, deeply envious of all of Jack’s accomplishments. Jack was not just better at alchemy than everyone else, but he was even an accomplished fighter.

God truly played favorites, and Jack was the apple of his eye. He seemed like a speck of insignificant dust, while Jack was akin to the brightest sun in the sky.

Conrad was in an incredibly unstable mood at that moment. In his arduously bitter state, he spoke, “Did he hide his strength to surprise everyone? I got to hand it to him, he did it. Our jaws are about to hit the ground. You know, that’d be ridiculous if he did.”

tournament would be! He didn’t knew he’d be facing a phoenix. The proof is in the pudding, and you can

reddened at that. He knew that the words he said earlier were twisting the truth, but he still could not stop

Forrest coldly looked at Conrad. If word about what happened here were to spread, everyone would think that Sky

Forrest’s sharp gaze on him, not daring to

Green Phoenix Fruits and was walking toward everyone with the phoenix core as well. When he left the illusion and went into the buffer, he immediately saw everyone within the buffer looking at

no rush to praise Jack. He merely looked at Jack with a measuring expression as though

up his palm in front of Master Forrest. “You agreed to

thought that Jack was just bragging when he said all that. Alas, it seemed like Jack had said all of that because he knew how

felt a little depressed. Everything he had said came back to haunt him fervently, and he felt like an utter