Yet, the warriors from Golden Continent did not seem to even regret anything.

They were talking just like before, feeling like Jack was just an exception, and the warriors from the third- grade worlds were still trash.

How could that warrior from Golden Continent stand it?

It was not just the White Marsh Continent, even Chaos Continent’s warriors could not tolerate it.

Quite a few of them started to shout at the warriors from Golden Continent, “As Jack said, you’re regarding yourselves too highly. Golden Continent isn’t even a first-grade world. You’re an insignificant existence in second-grade worlds. If you give us another hundred years, Chaos Continent will be a second- grade world as well.”

“You’re just slightly stronger than us. It’s not like you’re that much stronger. Yet, you speak so arrogantly. It looks like you haven’t learned your lessons. Just you guys wait! Even more strong warriors will tell you how laughable you’re acting!”

but they refuse to acknowledge that other worlds have countless geniuses. Just hearing their arrogance sounds

that the strong can only exist in Golden Continent, and other worlds can be bullied as they please. Just open your eyes. Jack from

Chaos Continent’s geniuses would be any less than Hestia Continent. Even chosen disciples from holy grade clans are no match for our

were not willing to admit that the other worlds had geniuses that could

impacted by that. They were incredibly prideful, so they

could not voice out their arguments that loudly as well. After all, Wilde and Lester were still bitterly struggling on the Red Sun Monument, waiting

would not be convincing

in. If we want to gain back our dignity, we’ll have to wait until Jack

served as a reminder to the warriors from Golden

and agreed with what Nevada said. The situation in front of them would yield no results even if they continued

for the next chance to fight Jack. They had to win

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