No 1 Supreme Warrior

Luther looked at Jack with gritted teeth as hatred oozed from his eyes. “No! It’s all because of your petty tricks. If I knew what you’re truly capable of, I would’ve been more defensive! Your skills wouldn’t have rendered me in a fatal state!”

“I can use that to improve myself, entering perfection with my technique! You wouldn’t last against me then, you’d die a horrible death! I just lacked a bit of luck and lost to you because of that!”

Jack snorted, feeling like Luther was already in a state of complete incoherence.

Even with the state Luther was in, he still felt like he did not lose because of his skills but because of his rotten luck and someone else’s supposed disguise.

With how Jack usually was, he was merely amused after hearing all of that.

He would not continue dwelling on the problem, because there was no meaning to it. However, Jack was particularly annoyed that day.

Luther right in the eye and said in

looked at Jack. It was as if

eyes and said with all his might, “Is there any need? It’s in the upper earth rank!

think that others can’t see it? Are you just

than him, which

had been pierced by the Soul Sword, he

he still did everything he could

a madman who only

could not

he kept on feeling like he would have been able to level up his technique if he managed to toe the line between life and death. The battle

there to brag about? Since you’re being so obstinate, I’ll just