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!”

could not possibly be so

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

an eyebrow, not caring about how crazily Jordan was acting. He merely looked at the ceiling of the hall. That tournament concerned their

the loser would be struck by

that, a purple cloud suddenly formed in the skies. Everything had happened far too suddenly. Before Jack could react, a flash of purple lightning shot down from mid-air. It precisely struck at

changes in the sky. With a crack, Jordan’s body turned

longer moving. Another string of thunder strikes as countless flashes fell

even hear any cries of agony

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 the

not help but raise an eyebrow as he took a step back. At that moment, Manfred was already about to go crazy. He

utterly dead. With a thud,

bother seeing their emotional state. He lamented in his heart that the laws