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!”

that the Purple Soul Plate definitely miscounted. Otherwise, their results could not possibly be so different. How was this alchemist stronger than him at all? How

what to say. Manfred had personally witnessed the results growing further and further apart. He had personally seen Jack leaving Jordan in the dust. At

acting. He merely looked at the ceiling of the hall. That tournament concerned their life and

the loser would be struck by

he was thinking about that, a purple cloud suddenly formed in the skies. Everything had happened far too suddenly. Before Jack could react, a flash of

the changes in the sky. With

Another string of thunder strikes

any cries of agony

moment, Jordan’s body was burnt to a crisp by the lightning. There was no way to even

but raise an eyebrow as he took a step back. At that moment, Manfred was already about to go crazy. He had just witnessed the senior he had respected so much get struck to death alive. Th ere

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

state. He lamented in his heart that the laws of the Purple Soul Hall