No 1 Supreme Warrior

“Compared to the two other worlds, Hestia Continent is way too bad! It’s the seventh group today. If you want to take part, there are only five spots left! The mood is not the greatest at the moment. The six earlier groups had performed poorly. Not only did they lose badly, but they were also mocked terribly by the alchemists from the other worlds as well. The alchemists on our side aren’t really treating the contestants that well either. Everyone feels like they’re not good enough, and won’t get good results if they join, so all of them became cowards. No one is willing to participate…”

Jack was confused as he listened on. He asked doubtfully, “Which continents are we competing against? What are bronze and black treasures?”

Aaron slapped his forehead, “I forgot that you just got here and don’t know anything. Whatever, you should be planning on entering as well, right? If that’s the case, let’s talk as we walk.”

After that, Aaron motioned to the black-robed man saying that he would definitely participate. The black-robed man was a bit panicked but understood that he had already said everything he could. Aaron was someone who would not go back on his decisions. Unless he did not want to participate himself, nothing could stop him from joining. He sighed helplessly, nodding and not saying anything.

they walked, and Jack was also paying attention to the other alchemists around

the inner city, while some of them had just arrived. None of them look like they were in a good mood, and all of them were talking to each other.

face looks at other alchemists like he’s looking at crap. I refuse to go in and suffer. With my meager

heavy. The alchemists from White Marsh Continent are all so crazy. They’re a lot weaker than the alchemists from the Chaos Continent, but they

only see the images that they’re deliberately sending over. We can’t even mock them back and have

respective forces? They’re all incredible geniuses, but their faces are already pale with anger thanks to being mocked by the White Marsh Continent’s alchemists.

head-on either, and we’re forced to just lower our heads and accept it! I don‘t want