No 1 Supreme Warrior

Braum walked in front, and Agelt was right behind him.

The two of them looked incredibly confident, and their murderous intent soared as they got closer.

When they were about 30 meters away, Braum stopped in his steps, which the others followed. The two sides looked at each other, and the atmosphere was incredibly tense as though an intense battle could happen at any moment.

Manson scoffed. “Did you come here to challenge us?”

Manson sounded unhurried in the way he spoke, not regarding his enemies as worth his notice at all.

Braum scoffed. “A fight to the death against you? Don’t be too arrogant. We just came here to kill you. It’s better to be the one doing the killing, after all.”

Manson chuckled at this and sneered, “I know you’re a decent fighter and that you’re confident. You might be able to win against an ordinary warrior from a second-grade world, but I’m no ordinary warrior…”

the

help but raise an eyebrow

before this and expected these warriors to be stronger than the ones

as Jack expected-they were not inner disciples but chosen disciples instead. However, Jack estimated

if they were

He had killed plenty.

was just slightly stronger than the Golden Continent, so

else stiffened. When they heard that the one in front of them was

saw that Jack was

want to die so badly, we’ll grant you your wish. We’ll be able to help my eldest senior solve a problem too. Once you die, the warriors of the third-grade

deep breath as he walked forward ahead of

looked at Manson, pointed at him, and said, “Leave him to me. Help me hold

to prevent any unexpected surprises, that was the time Jack

not feel anything about that, but Agelt looked like he had been deeply insulted. He turned around to look