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 a low voice, “Guess… What level is the technique I’m

erratic as he looked at Jack. It was as

might, “Is there any need? It’s in the upper earth rank! If you… Managed to

think that others can’t see it?

Luther knew that Jack was stronger than him, which was how he had lost

pierced by the Soul

he might have been panicking, but he still did everything he could to gain

not want to see Jack being too pleased. After all, he saw him as a madman who only knew how to brag the whole time. In the end, he realized that Jack was not a madman at

could not accept

was also because he kept on feeling like he would have been able to level up his technique if he managed to toe the line between

said, “Brag? What’s there to brag about?