No 1 Supreme Warrior

Harold pursed his lips, hurriedly saying in a respectful tone, “You’re right, Robert, but we didn’t have a choice. Too many of our fellow disciples have been tortured to death, and they even formed groups to rob us. We’ve already been forced into a corner. If we don’t fight back, we’d have to just let them do whatever they want to us.”

Robert narrowed his eyes as he looked at Harold.

He had a hint of disdain in his voice, “What do you mean you were forced into a corner? There were clearly other things that could have been done, but you chose this. You just insist on causing us more trouble.”

After he said that, Robert turned to look at the warriors from second-grade worlds, ignoring the rest of them.

Chulanne’s hands were trembling from all the emotion whirling in him. His initial excitement had turned into shock and frustration.

He felt like he was about to be filled with so much frustration that he would explode.

What did Robert mean by those words?

starting this fight and dragging

the muscles on his body were incredibly tense as well. The wound on his chest even widened because of his heavy breathing, bleeding

anger. Harold held Chulanne’s

were full of rage. Harold naturally knew why that

shoot Chulanne a look to hold

away from them. He could clearly see Chulanne’s every action. Even if he could not hear what they were saying, he could still read the

an eyebrow. Those so-called heroes really were not

when those people were not needed, they loved to show off their power. The moment they were needed, they were the first to run away, coming up with various excuses for their actions. They were never at

if so many warriors from third-grade worlds had died, it was just

wondering who it was, so

had another meaning behind them. Others did not