No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Braum walked in front, and Agelt was right behind him.

The two of them looked incredibly confident, and their murderous intent soared as they got closer.

When they were about 30 meters away, Braum stopped in his steps, which the others followed. The two sides looked at each other, and the atmosphere was incredibly tense as though an intense battle could happen at any moment.

Manson scoffed. “Did you come here to challenge us?”

Manson sounded unhurried in the way he spoke, not regarding his enemies as worth his notice at all.

Braum scoffed. “A fight to the death against you? Don’t be too arrogant. We just came here to kill you. It’s better to be the one doing the killing, after all.”

Manson chuckled at this and sneered, “I know you’re a decent fighter and that you’re confident. You might be able to win against an ordinary warrior from a second-grade world, but I’m no ordinary warrior…”

“I’m a chosen disciple of a holy-grade clan in the Sacred Water Continent. Your small tricks barely intimidate me!”

could not help but raise an eyebrow when he heard

planned everything out before this and expected these warriors

expected-they were not inner disciples but chosen disciples instead. However, Jack estimated that they were

if they were

He had killed plenty.

the Golden Continent, so there was nothing much to be

the one in front of them was a chosen disciple, they suddenly felt a lot of pressure on

they saw that Jack was still

grant you your wish. We’ll be able to help my eldest senior solve a problem too. Once you die,

he walked forward ahead

at Manson, pointed at him, and said, “Leave him to me. Help me

five minutes was too much, but to prevent any unexpected surprises, that was