No 1 Supreme Warrior

Jack pursed his lips, answering calmly, “Of course I think I can win. Just because I’m here doesn’t mean I’ll lose.”

This response silenced all three men instantly. They looked at Jack speechlessly, feeling like they were talking to a wall.

All they were speaking were reasons and facts, yet Jack refused to listen. The three of them sighed helplessly as they decisively gave up on talking to Jack about this. They felt like Jack would probably never listen to them.

There was only half a day left in the end. The competition was about to end, and Jack would clearly see that he was useless without them needing to explain anything.

The three of them shook their heads silently as they turned and started to talk about other things.

out of the barriers, with most of them visibly despondent. Only some

time finally came for the last

barriers around the furnaces,

the competition, Emilio from Chaos Continent, Ethan from White Marsh Continent, and Nash from Hestia Continent. The three of them seemed to be intent on fighting to

hour passed, and Nash’s barrier finally dispersed, his figure revealed to the other participants. His expression, however, was worth noting.

air. He started at the ceiling for a very long time, no one knew what he thought. After a while, he turned and walked toward where Hestia’s alchemists had gathered. At that moment, everyone had taken out their mats and sat on the

arrive. He placed his mat on the front. His expression, though seemingly troubled, was not at all dark. In fact, it was like he

chat to Nash in a lowered voice. The two of them mumbled to each other for a long time

at the back of the group quietly the whole time. He could not be bothered to talk to the rest of them and merely closed

he saw Nash’s expression, Jack knew that Nash was not that satisfied with