No 1 Supreme Warrior

Gale was just an inner disciple of the Azure Clan. The difference between the two sides was obvious. The reality was more convincing than anything.

However, a warrior from the Chaos Continent loudly shot back, “So what? Chaos Continent is filled with warriors of upper-earth rank techniques. Even Hestia Continent has them, let alone us. You do have a lot of geniuses, but third-grade worlds have a lot too. If you say that we are all trash, then what are you?!”

“That’s right! You speak as if no one else can do it. Upper-earth rank techniques are nothing. Among the chosen disciples from ninth-grade clans in the Chaos continent, there are even those who know lower ultimate god-rank techniques! It’s just that they aren’t here today. Don’t talk as if geniuses only exist in the Golden Continent, okay?!”

“That’s right! Your world might be a second-grade world that’s a level higher than ours, but that’s just one level! The Golden Continent is far worse compared to other continents. You only know how to act like heroes in front of us!”

words were like an explosion that

warriors of the Golden Continent hated being compared with other second-grade

to look ready for

up a big show. Can you look at yourselves before you speak?! You put up an

on bragging. If you have the skills,

quieted down quite

they would first need to be at his skill level. Most of the people present were not at that level. Those with the skills to challenge Gale were calmer, having their own considerations. After all, they could only issue

the pressure would be multiplied. They could not afford to lose, but attribute gambles were too uncertain. It was not true skill at