No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Jack raised an eyebrow as he started to form seals with his hands. In just a moment, the Broken Soul Blade appeared right in front of him.

Jack was insignificant, Manson mused to himself, so much so that he could be killed with just a pinch like an ant. He clapped his hands, and all of the snow in the air fused into one, forming a triangle. It had an incredibly cold aura as it charged right at Jack.

Jack pushed forward, and the Broken Soul Blade shot forward like an arrow, shooting right at Manson. In a flash, the two techniques clashed.

Everyone heard a cracking sound, and the ice started to shatter into countless fragments.

Those fragments shot out incredibly quickly, and with the cold energy within, they formed large craters on the ground when they landed. Everyone rushed to avoid them when they saw that.

Countless craters were formed as dull explosions were heard.

By the time they looked over, the proud Manson had already fallen to the ground. He had a look of pain on his face as his whole body trembled. His mouth was open as he let out cries of agony.

how to react to that

Manson actually lost!

a single strike, leaving him no room to fight back at all. At that moment, Manson lost all his dignity as he rolled on

a day and was already used to it, but the same

grandly, he knew Jack was no normal human. Regular chosen disciples from holy-grade clans were no match for him. Meanwhile, the others struggled to accept that Jack had beaten Manson, especially Agelt. His eyes

ground in agony before looking at Jack, who was

the world was an illusion

Was he dreaming?

pain told him that everything was, unfortunately,

that powerful, and he was

was no

why Jack’s tone had been so arrogant, he was so talented and capable that it translated into