No 1 Supreme Warrior

Jack watched as Rudeus walked toward him with a passive expression.

He looked up slightly as he spoke as though proud and faultless, “You don’t have the right to determine who takes part in the competition. Don’t think that you can do whatever you please just because you’re from a ninth-grade clan!”

At this point, Jack’s behavior enraged Rudeus to the point of no recourse, feeling like everything Jack said was unbearable. He even felt like stabbing Jack with a thousand blades.

Mark was sitting in the fourth row, watching as everything happened with a stunned expression. As an alchemist from the Unbreaking Pavilion, he needed to sit there. Moreover, he represented Hestia as well. He had been part of the third group, which meant that he represented Hestia in the tournament. His results had been one of the worst, being completely trounced by alchemists from the other two continents.

After all, the competition included the whole continent, and he had to stay for the entire time. At that moment, he did not just represent

saw Jack, he

had floored him before this. Everyone else did not know of Jack’s abilities, but Mark

bad. They would

Jack, gaping the whole time. He gulped as he looked at his fellow students around him, noticing that they were gaping at him too as various

token. The only thing they did not know was how Jack compared to Rudeus and Mitchell. However, there was one thing that they were

not help Jack say anything. After all, they were enemies. It would be best for

Mark’s or even Samuel’s group, all of them remained completely silent,