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.

Walter just yet. He wanted Walter to beg for death. That was the promise

grew weaker, and the barrier finally fell.

Walter’s pulse. Even though he could still

but none of those pills could cure Walter’s current injuries. After all, Jack had

Manse had fed Walter so many pills, but Walter showed no signs of improving, which caused Manse

into his heart. If Walter truly died, they would all be

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

Pavilion won’t just take things

you. If you insist, however, I’ll welcome it. Of course, that depends if you have the skills to do so. I never trouble those who haven’t troubled me, and I’ll return any offenses against me several