No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

The two warriors behind them were not easy to deal with.

They were vicious and never regarded warriors from third-grade worlds as people. They merely treated them as livestock that could be killed at any moment.

Christian was struggling immensely, causing Hector to frown as he whipped Christian again.

Christian fell to the ground as his back burned hotly.

Jack frowned, and his calm expression finally turned serious.

Those second-grade world warriors’ hands were all stained with the blood of third-grade world warriors.

Jack was someone who would ignore anything that was not too outrageous. After all, it was his belief that the world was branded with the ‘survival of the fittest’ notion, and death was common news. However, he could not remain calm at the current situation.

Jack’s hands moved as he formed countless seals that materialized in the air, quickly fusing together.

of the fusion, and a one-meter-long blade appeared

Hector exchanged an incredulous look. They felt like Jack

him, but he still insisted on acting like he was an amazing genius. It was both

scoffed as he took out his weapon, rushing forward. They would be too kind to him by facing him at the same time, and Hector planned on finishing things in one blow to show

sighed helplessly when he saw Hector attacking

tell the limits of Hector’s strength and estimate who he was. Even if he was from a holy grade clan, he would only be an ordinary

not be

Broken Soul Blade shot forward like a cannon, swiftly clashing with the sword in

heard a crack as the sword

chest. The man had not even been able to cry out in agony before he fell

in strength after piercing through Hector and continued

lunged upward, trying to turn

weapon had been shattered right away, and he was basically punctured before slamming