No 1 Supreme Warrior

Jack laughed, suddenly feeling like they were incredibly amusing.

He put his hand on his chin, acting like he was thinking for a while before he said, “How did you know what I was thinking? If I didn’t think I could beat nine other opponents, why would I participate in the slaughter gambit? Do you think I will die just like you were saying?”

After he said that, the disciples of the Pentagram Clan started to laugh, but the laughter did not reach their eyes. It was clear they only did that to mock Jack.

Evan narrowed his eyes and said, “I’ve never seen anyone as full of himself as you. Did you think we were praising you? Do you really think you’re unbeatable? That you can beat nine opponents by yourself?”

“How are you going to do that? You’re an alchemist. You can’t even challenge wandering warriors. How did you think you’re good enough to fight against the geniuses from large clans? You’ll just be cannon fodder in the slaughter gambit. You might not even be worthy of being called cannon fodder. You’re just an idiot to all those geniuses!”

disciples piled on, throwing in nasty insult

that’s enough. I’ve already decided to participate in the slaughter gambit. Jack, I don’t care what you‘re trying to do. I don’t care if you want to die or if you’re just crazy. Just remember

Even if there’s some danger, that’s not a problem. I’ve walked on the path of the warrior

Pentagram Clan disciples panicked at that moment as they hurried after Trevor, too focused on trying to talk Trevor out of

how dangerous the slaughter gambit was. Furthermore, he had a certain

not a regular warrior. Ever since he entered the Pentagram Clan, he had never slacked off. He worked himself to the bone and became a chosen disciple. He never got any help from

talent and

if

and opportunity came hand in