No 1 Supreme Warrior

How did Jack manage to kill two hundred?

In the isolated space, Jordan might have been certain that he would win, but he did not slack off. He still did what he could to kill the Purple Soul beasts.

After a candle’s worth of time, his true energy had been completely depleted! Eighty beasts were already his limit, but he never expected Jack to double his count!

Jordan shook his head crazily, “Impossible! How could you have double my number?! You’re just an alchemist. I’m a disciple of the Unbreaking Pavilion. I’d already reached the middle stage of the spring solidifying realm in Hestia Continent! Among the inner disciples, I’m one of the top! How are you stronger than me? There has to be a problem. The Purple Soul Plate must have a problem!”

definitely miscounted. Otherwise, their results could not possibly be so different. How was this alchemist

know what to say. Manfred had personally witnessed the results growing further and further apart. He

not caring about how crazily Jordan was acting. He merely looked at the ceiling of the hall. That tournament concerned their life and death.

would be struck by the Purple Soul Lightning? Why was nothing

he was thinking about that, a purple cloud suddenly formed in the skies. Everything had happened far too

trying to deny Jack’s results and did not notice the changes in the sky. With a crack, Jordan’s body turned black immediately. His eyes widened, and his

turned to look over, and found that Jordan’s chest was no longer moving. Another string of thunder strikes as countless

not even hear any

fell right to the floor of the hall. At that moment, Jordan’s body was burnt to a crisp by the lightning. There was no way to even tell what he had looked like before. A burnt smell came from

a step back. At that moment, Manfred was already about to go crazy. He had just witnessed the senior he had respected so

and Jordan was utterly dead. With a thud, Manfred knelt next to Jordan. Tears had started

turned away, not wanting to bother seeing their emotional state. He lamented in his heart that the laws of the Purple Soul Hall were really tyrannical. The loser had to