No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

No matter how loudly everyone was speaking, Dante was not affected at all. Dante sneered as he held his head high, facing everyone's rage.

As those people cursed, Dante cursed right back at them. He did not care about their threats at all. He merely regarded everyone there as cockroaches in the sewers.

How could cockroaches challenge him?

As Dante's expression got more and more arrogant, the crowd got angrier and angrier.

There were those clenching their fists and wanting nothing more than to beat Dante up. However, everyone there had something holding them back.

They were in a restricted area. If they attacked, they would be punished by the laws. No matter how angry they were, they needed to refrain from doing anything.

After Dante finished cursing at one of the participants, he turned to look at Jack. He had complete contempt in his eyes as if Jack was a piece of trash.

world to speak, what can you do with logic? Are you even

said that, it became

air suddenly fell. Those tokens seemed to have a certain sense. The participants did not need to choose

people stood there, and the laws looked into the number of points

flashed past, and a purple token landed in Lourain's

and the rage he had earlier simmered down quite

was something he had earned from his own

his all for the win. After the win, he managed to get two points. Only then was he able to get the purple

finish being happy, a mocking voice was heard again, "I wondered how strong you could be, but you're just a piece of trash. You were only able to get the purple token. It looks like you only managed to get three or four points from the three challenges! Your results are so bad it's

in anger. All the happiness he

was constantly

said, "So what if it's three points? Why does it

just too ordinary among the participants. He could