No 1 Supreme Warrior

It was a shoal filled with pebbles, but Blade slowly made his way across them all. With every step he took, he looked around to observe his surroundings. Even a slight breeze was enough to make him stop in his tracks.

As an assassin, his perception was far sharper than regular warriors, though this did not once let him lower his guard. After all, only one person would walk out alive from this isolated space. He was confident in his skills but not blindly confident.

If he faced someone as strong as Chris, he would not be able to defeat him in single combat. Thus, Blade planned on obtaining victory through strategy. Before entering the isolated space, he already had the start of a plan.

If everything went on smoothly, he would be able to emerge victorious. He would get the bronze medal and obtain a valuable treasure while Chris, Edward, and everyone else would die under his sword. All of the bragging they did would become a medal on his body.

Blade could not help but let out a smile at the thought. There was a reason he was so careful. Before he could carry out his plans, he needed to make sure he was safe.

Chris or Edward. If he met either of them, everything would be for naught.

strong as them, he would not even

hide, the first thing he needed to do

himself first. Once everyone else killed each other, he would reveal himself. However, thinking about that, he would not be the only one with that thought

and concealed themselves, would the slaughter

a cold voice rang

in fright. Even his breathing stopped. He looked toward the source of the

walking in his backyard. Compared to how Blade was trembling, Chris was the picture of

cursed himself for being so unlucky. He did not even make it that far before meeting the

as his lips trembled.