No 1 Supreme Warrior

The spectators were a mix of all sorts of warriors. Some of them just loved to argue normally, and it finally served useful as they cursed the disciples of the Compass Pavilion to their hearts‘ content. Some of them even used their true energy on their throats, deliberately enhancing their voices. They were worried that the people next to them could not hear the vulgarities they were spitting out.

This, however, made Jack’s ears hurt. He never expected the words he exchanged with the disciples of the Compass Pavilion to rouse the crowd so aggressively.

Jack helplessly sighed, feeling like continuing would bear no fruit. They would not end up fighting anyway and could only fight with their words.

Jack could no longer tolerate it. He went to the corner of the stage and stood there silently, not planning on killing Walter just yet. He wanted Walter to beg for death. That was the promise Walter had given

arguments did not stop. Walter’s twitching slowly grew weaker, and the barrier finally fell. The Compass Pavilion’s

as he checked Walter’s pulse. Even though he could still feel

from his spatial ring and stuffed them into Walter’s mouth, but none of those pills

just cure internal injuries could do nothing for a destroyed soul. Manse had fed Walter so many pills, but Walter showed no signs of improving, which caused Manse

heart. If Walter truly died, they

deadly glare. He looked like he wanted to rip Jack apart,

shouted Manse. “The Compass Pavilion won’t just take things

have the skills to do so. I never trouble those who haven’t troubled me, and I’ll return any offenses against me several times over. If you refuse to