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.

constantly flew in

next second, the Thousand Feathered Beast

let out a rainbow-colored glow so vibrant that it was 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 could pierce into

the Thousand Feathered Beast’s natural-born technique, the Deadly Plume. The Thousand Feathered Beast’s feathers were filled with its essence. Whether it was defensively or offensively, it was dozens of times stronger

heard winds blowing as those feathers

impressiveness came from its speed and power. He thus

amount

to avoid the speed and density of the attack. If he had been injured from the first strike, the future battles would be

that and thus avoided