No 1 Supreme Warrior

Jack’s words struck a sensitive nerve in Samuel. It was true that he did not have the skills to stand up to Jack. He was an alchemist and had naturally spent most of his time in alchemy, thus he could not stand a chance against warriors.

Jack was someone who had defeated Walter, who was a chosen disciple of the Compass Pavilion. Even a chosen disciple of the Compass Pavilion had not been able to beat Jack, let alone an alchemist like him. Even if all of the present disciples attacked Jack, they might still fail to defeat Jack.

Jack had said that he wanted to use numbers to his advantage, which was not wrong but Samuel refused to just accept defeat. Jack had pissed him off to a point of no return.

“B*stard! You’ll be hit by lightning one day! You’ll bow to the Compass Pavilion eventually. Once you exit Prosper City, you’ll die!”

raised his voice as he replied, “I just said you’re using numbers against me. Do you admit that much? If you have the skills, then come fight me

look around you! This is Prosper City, not any other seventh-level city. What‘s

all of the other alchemists, and he was right, they were not in any other seventh-level city but the city specifically meant to test

he was just strong as a warrior. If

time. If it’s just skill, we’re naturally not at your level, but in alchemy? Heh. You have no right to be

then looked at

badge on his chest while those gathered from the Compass Pavilion and the Unbreaking Pavilion were all mostly seventh-grade alchemists.