No 1 Supreme Warrior

The Thousand Feathered Beast was about six meters tall and looked like a miniature mountain.

Jack walked up to the stage steadily.

The moment he walked on the stage, the barrier around the arena activated, separating the stage from the outside world. No matter how powerful the attacks from the inside were, nothing would break through and reach the spectator stands.

The moment Jack stood in place, the Thousand Feathered Beast moved. It flapped its massive wings, rushing into the air after an intense screech. Its sharp eyes remained fixed on him, even in the air.

Jack narrowed his eyes slightly as he pulled out his gray sword from Mustard Seed. The black iron bet required him to win three consecutive matches in a row, and this was his first one. His hands constantly moved as he formed gray rune after gray rune. A hundred soul swords materialized from those runes. He reached out and fused them into his sword.

in the air, looking at

next second, the Thousand Feathered Beast

borderline blinding. It flapped its wings, forming miniature cyclones due to how fast it was. It then let out another cry as countless feathers left its body, rushing quickly at Jack. Those feathers might have looked incredibly beautiful, but they had a killing intent that

technique, the Deadly Plume. The Thousand Feathered Beast’s feathers were filled with its essence. Whether it was defensively or

blowing as those feathers

he knew of Deadly Plume. He knew that Deadly Plume’s impressiveness came from its speed and power. He thus

Jack disappeared, countless rainbow-colored feathers landed on his original spot. The speed and amount of those feathers would have at least covered up 15 meters

had not been heavily injured, he would have sustained some injuries from not being able to avoid the speed and density of the attack. If he had been

had a plan against that