No 1 Supreme Warrior

Jack squinted at Philip‘s words but did not respond. Instead, he raised his hand and retrieved his weapon from Mustard Seed. The moment he held the black sword, Jack’s aura completely changed. It was as if he was a spear that stood in the middle of heaven and earth; unbending and unyielding.

Philip looked at Jack and suddenly laughed. “What? Are you planning on fighting me?”

The wandering warriors were shocked to see Jack pulling out his sword, not expecting Jack to dare challenge Philip. Even if they were at odds with each other, none of the warriors there would have dared challenge Philip alone.

wholehearted respect. It meant that he was at least an inner disciple in the Unbreaking Pavilion. No matter how justified they were, it did not change the fact that their skills would not be enough against Philip. They would

Philip alone. Surprisingly, someone actually did dare to, and it was a sixth-grade

crazy?” a black-robed wandering warrior said. The others next to him broke into a flurry

knows what’s on his mind. Looking at him, is he planning on fighting to the death against Philip? Philip is a disciple of the Unbreaking Pavilion. He has to be incredibly talented to be a disciple of an eighth-grade clan! This guy is a lunatic, I tell you. Why else would he dare point

mocking smile on his face as he looked at Jack like he was looking at an idiot. It was the first time an alchemist

cackles, believing Jack was a complete tool. Who did he think he

you think you’re worthy of fighting against Philip? Do you want to fight that badly? Fight me, then. If you can survive three exchanges from me, I’ll admit

like you want to die so badly,

confident in saying these things, too. None could understand where Jack harnessed that energy from and how