No 1 Supreme Warrior

Manson stood among the snowflakes before he quickly charged right at Jack.

Jack raised an eyebrow as he started to form seals with his hands. In just a moment, the Broken Soul Blade appeared right in front of him.

Jack was insignificant, Manson mused to himself, so much so that he could be killed with just a pinch like an ant. He clapped his hands, and all of the snow in the air fused into one, forming a triangle. It had an incredibly cold aura as it charged right at Jack.

Jack pushed forward, and the Broken Soul Blade shot forward like an arrow, shooting right at Manson. In a flash, the two techniques clashed.

Everyone heard a cracking sound, and the ice started to shatter into countless fragments.

Those fragments shot out incredibly quickly, and with the cold energy within, they formed large craters on the ground when they landed. Everyone rushed to avoid them when they saw that.

Countless craters were formed as dull explosions were heard.

the ground. He had a look of pain on his face as

knew how to react

Manson actually lost!

a single strike, leaving him no room to fight back at all. At that moment, Manson lost all his dignity as

a day and was already used to it, but the

expression did not shift too grandly, he knew Jack was no normal human. Regular chosen disciples from holy-grade clans were no match for him. Meanwhile, the others struggled to accept

crying on the ground in agony before

was an illusion and started to

Was he dreaming?

pain told him that

and he was not bragging at

was no

realization. This explained why Jack’s tone had been so arrogant, he was so

at all. His gaze was fixed on the