No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Their actions were basically the equivalent of trampling all over his dignity.

Mitchell did not want to endure it anymore. "I'm going over right now! I'll use my results to slap both of them in the face!"

After he said that, he walked right over to one of the Black Paths. Mitchell was quite furious and went over with a storm over his head.

Haversham scoffed and said, "This guy is truly stubborn. He actually went over! We already said it just now, but those who think they're better than they actually are will always pay the price. A warrior like him should've just been smart about it and picked a lower difficulty. The higher difficulties were prepared for people like us. Trying to challenge them will only end up in death!"

Haversham looked down on warriors who were not as strong as him the most.

He detested them trying to pick higher difficulties because it was like a commoner insisting on joining an event meant for nobles.

It was completely out of place!

what was being said behind him. He had only one thought in mind, which was

them were empty. Mitchell walked to one of those that was not in use and was seriously

displayed. It represented nine difficulties. One just needed

hesitated for a moment before he looked at the third one. In the end, he injected his

lit up, the Black Path

deep breath, and his steps were a bit heavy, but he still walked up the Black Path with

whole place was suddenly shrouded in mist. The mist covered the whole Black Path, obstructing

that, Lourain sighed helplessly. He

human character. Every time a challenger steps in, they will be surrounded by mist. Everyone else will have their view obstructed, so no one knows how difficult the challenges actually are. All they can do is evaluate the

fact that the mist obstructed all sight really did make

one knew what the actual difficulty was, and what they would face. No one knew what sort of difficult challenges

to see, and the