No 1 Supreme Warrior

He might not be skilled and was probably the weakest among the weak, but he at least had some basic knowledge.

No one here was united. There was not a person among them that would truly dare do anything against a disciple of an eighth-grade clan. After all, they could only be in the Whirling World for two years. The moment two years passed, nothing good would await them if news of this battle and its outcome were to spread. An order to kill them might even be issued.

They were merely chatting away, saying anything that came to their minds at that moment. In truth, not a single one of them would dare to do anything. That was the tragedy of the weak.

Rudy said helplessly, “Is this what it’s like being weak?”

Jack turned and glanced at Rudy. “Isn’t that obvious?”

Rudy immediately shut his mouth. After a period of silence, Rudy finally got serious. He turned and looked at Jack earnestly. “The match is over. Are you going to queue up now?”

After watching the match, Rudy decided to stop dwelling on his thoughts. He wanted to go up to the second level to look at what was there.

his true energy, putting the energy into the token.

queued up? Which arena will you be in? Which battle are you? Who‘s

Jack raised an eyebrow as his

noticing Jack’s expression, was overtaken with emotions as

one? Who could give you

shrugged and replied, “It’s at this arena, match number

turn. I thought that we’d

to brag. There aren’t that many people who are queueing up. Everyone seems to just want to watch the show, staying for a few days at the

moment, an angry roar was

unrestrained fury, as if whoever said it

an eyebrow as he turned to look in the direction of the

the people they had a conflict with when they entered the