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…”

a chosen disciple of a holy-grade clan in the Sacred Water

not help but raise an eyebrow when

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

were not inner disciples but chosen disciples instead. However, Jack estimated that they were not

they

He had killed plenty.

stronger than the Golden Continent, so there was nothing much to be

the one in front

at Jack slightly. When they saw that Jack was still

badly, we’ll grant you your wish. We’ll be able to help my eldest senior solve a problem

a deep breath as he

looked at Manson, pointed at him, and said, “Leave him to me. Help me hold the others back. I’ll

was too much, but to prevent any

looked like he had been deeply insulted. He