No 1 Supreme Warrior

Looking at the red-haired man’s expression, it was obvious that he was involved in a perilous situation though managed to survive in the end. To the round-faced man, it was enough of a fortune.

The red-haired man took a deep breath. He looked rather dazed as he walked off the transfer array, wobbling in his steps.

If someone was to look, even his eyes were trembling. His breathing was uneven, and it was evident something roughed him up.

Initially, the round-faced man’s words attracted all the attention, so no one noticed what was wrong with the red-haired man. However, the red-haired man’s behavior grew even more particular, and everyone slowly realized this.

“What happened to that guy? He looks like he went through something terrifying. Was he chased?” muttered a warrior from a third-grade world.

His fellow disciple next to him said with a frown, “I don’t think so. If that were the case, he’d be incredibly glad that he survived. He’d be relieved and happy, but we see that it’s not the case. He looks like he’s just downright terrified.”

Could something strange have happened there? Could it be related to that masked man and the warriors

suddenly interested. It seemed

have something to do

corpse have been ripped before his

been too cruel for him, shocking him to

no way he’d still be processing it even after being sent out of the transfer array. Just look at his breathing. Even his true energy is erratic, and his clothes are ruined as well. He must’ve been injured slightly since his face is

warriors began to speculate at random in an attempt to

have reacted too much at someone being sent out looking like

the warriors from the Swelling Tide Continent before the fog battlefield