No 1 Supreme Warrior

Manfred and Jordan carried on with their conversation, seemingly not caring that Jack could hear them. After all, Jack would die in their hands in mere moments, and dead men would tell no tales.

Jordan turned to look at Jack. “You don’t seem afraid. Could my junior have told you everything before you entered?”

Jack’s calmness piqued Jordan‘s curiosity. After all, anyone would be able to understand what they were talking about, so long as they could think straight, that was. Furthermore, the Purple Soul Plate was right behind them, and the rules were explained. Anyone literate would be able to understand the rules. As long as they understood the rules, they would be able to figure out what awaited them.

Oddly, Jack seemed all too calm even when hearing and reading everything. It was as if he did not know anything as he stood on the spot, which made Jordan both curious and suspicious.

an eyebrow. “Why would

two of them were not disciples of an eighth-grade clan, but runner disciples of some insignificant small clan. Jack did not seem

speechless, and they wondered ifhe was sane

your head? Don’t you know where we’re from? You even asked us why you’ d be afraid. Do you truly think you’d survive a

the two of them were from an eighth- grade

why Manfred felt insulted by

disciple of the Unbreaking Pavilion. Any warrior

them had the robes of an alchemist and even had a sixth-grade alchemist badge. Anyone would be able to figure out that the guy was at the middle stage of the innate level

was enraged at the thought. So what

never seen other alchemists.

only when he was a

to love looking at him with that