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.

not want to leave the Whirling World only to be punished when he got out. After all, he had been told to take care of the red-haired man before coming

knew that the red-haired man was a greedy person. He

that, the round-faced man sighed. "I've already done my

He felt helpless.

to survive?" a gray-robed man asked his fellow disciple

two possibilities. After all, the fog obscures everyone's sight. As long as he runs quickly enough, there's a chance he can

of them attracted quite a lot more attention as they

for anyone who offended him? Did you forget what that guy said to Case? Knowing Case, he'll rip that guy into pieces. Fifteen of them entered together.

He's probably already tired of living. I'll call him

discussing the matter, and most of them felt like Jack's chances