No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

The red-haired man's lips twitched. "It's heaven spirit grass! The thirteenth disciple got a heaven spirit grass with just five skeleton badges! It's a holy-grade item, yet it was easily obtained!"

"Even in the outside world, it's worth at least seventy million spirit crystals, what more in the Whirling World! Do you know how much that is?! It's more than everything I have!"

70 million spirit crystals were 70 whole pieces of purple gold!

That number might not be too large in the eyes of the ones on top of the food chain, but it was a substantial amount. When it came to warriors that were just above average, it was an incredible figure.

Most warriors at that level would be considered quite well off if they had 20 or 30 million spirit crystals. Most regular warriors did not even have 10 million! It was no wonder that man was so excited by everything.

The round-faced man frowned. "Don't forget, he was just lucky to have been able to get five skeleton badges. He happened to stumble upon a few strong warriors fighting each other and hid by the side to take advantage of the situation!"

way too. Did you forget? Anyone who enters the fog battlefield is prepared to fight with their lives at stake. Even being able to

seemed to be

absolute confidence in themselves. They had supreme murderous

man was unswayed. He forcefully pulled away, finally

said, "I know you mean well, but I've made up my mind. I will be participating in the fog battlefield. I know my limits, and I won't

our senses anyway. As long as I'm fast enough and hide within the fog, they won't be able to do anything even if they want to kill me. Don't worry, I'll always prioritize my life. I'm going in to get

easy, but the round-faced man

many of the regular warriors would have stepped forward

needed to look for

knew that whatever he said would be pointless. He would only be able to pray for his fellow disciple's success, that he would not meet anyone strong enough to kill

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