No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Case was pleased by how nervous people were around him, and it filled him with pride. The weak only knew how to fear the strong, and he was feared because he was strong.

He looked at Jack with a proud expression.

Feeling Case's gaze, Jack's lips twitched helplessly.

This man had no self-awareness at all.

Everyone remembered him not because he was strong but because he was annoying. None of the warriors from the Swelling Tide Continent had any real honor.

They were just like a beehive. The moment one of them was provoked, the whole swarm would attack. People did not want the trouble and would naturally keep their distance, yet Case believed he was revered. Jack just felt like Case was a joke.

Case even laughed at Jack, saying that there was something wrong with Jack's head, but it seemed like the case was, in fact, vice versa.

entertain Case, and

expression. He had just composed himself, yet that nuisance managed to

to make sure to show off in front of Jack. He needed him to know how much better he was. He scoffed and quickly walked forward, going to register his

around looked like they had been blown away by a strong wind as Case walked over. Everyone who was standing in the middle immediately made

like he was royalty, and he walked toward the registration

exasperation, musing to himself how foolish Case

not care who was there at

fog battlefield had just ended. 20 of them entered, and only two survived. One of them had eleven skeleton badges while the other

was considered a private matter, and the victors could choose whether or not to announce their rewards. Those two chose not to tell anyone what they got, but it was obvious from their smiles that

by the victors or they got to know it from their fellow disciples. Even without a lot

that alone attracted many

up or not.