No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

He was no different from those warriors from second-grade worlds who love to show off how strong they were. The only difference was that Conor was not as strong as them. Yet, he acted in the same way as them.

Conor’s expression darkened. He looked at Jack with clenched teeth, and his hatred for Jack soared.

“I won’t let you off even if I have to haunt you!” Conor said hatefully.

“Have you wasted enough time?” the tiger-masked man said with a frown.

Jack was acting too strangely, so the man wanted to end things quickly. He did not want to waste any more time.

He stepped forward and walked towards Jack.

As he walked, he said, “Brat! Didn’t you say you wanted a duel? You even said you’d deal with one of us in less than five minutes. I’ll give you a chance!”

As he said that, he looked at fame with a cold gaze.

already thinking about how he would torture this guy who did not know his place. He wanted Jack to know the

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not think that Jack could win, and felt like Jack’s actions were all absurd.

“The three of

Frederick’s lips twitched helplessly.

he could not stop himself

could not be bothered to answer

hands, and after a few moments, the Broken Soul Blade appeared in front of him. The vortex of energy constantly spun around

god rank technique, Jack had experienced how terrifying it’s power was. Even at the first stage of Soul

could not help but sneer when he saw that Jack was already starting to attack, “Do you want to die that badly? I’ll

you later, you’d better not beg for mercy from me.

that, he looked right