No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

The more Case laughed, the more exaggerated it became to the point he started coughing. He felt like he had lost all his strength as he collapsed.

He raised his fist. "I can't believe I'm dying here. I can't believe I'm going to die to you like this. It's so humiliating... I thought I was smart, but I was a fool all along!”

The fog battlefield was open for one day.

After one day, everyone that was alive would be sent out one at a time. No one knew why the fog battlefield had that rule, but unlike other challenges where everyone would be sent out together after the challenge ended, they would be sent out one at a time.

After one person was sent out, the next person would be sent out after a period.

At that moment, a few people were talking in the plaza, debating on how many warriors would walk out alive from the battlefield.

The round-faced man eagerly awaited. He merely hoped that the red-haired man would be self-aware enough to avoid any danger. Otherwise, he would never survive if he met anyone.

want to leave the Whirling World only to be punished when he got out. After all, he

a greedy person. He never thought about things

about that, the round-faced man sighed. "I've already done my best. I just couldn't stop

He felt helpless.

masked man will be able to survive?" a gray-robed man asked his fellow disciple with

"There are two possibilities. After all, the fog obscures everyone's sight. As long as

attracted quite a lot more attention

he'll rip that guy

of living. I'll call him my grandfather if he manages to survive after entering the fog battlefield

discussing the matter, and most of