No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Carville was ranked highly among above-average warriors, so quite a few people recognized him.

Ever since he stepped into the arena, no one dared to challenge him.

Naturally, the warriors there were not happy with being called wimps, and all of them glared at him with angered expressions. However, not a single one of them dared to loudly rebuke him. All they could do was mumble in low voices.

The more they did so, the more Carville looked down on them. Sure enough, they were a bunch of wimps.

Even after Carville insulted them, all they could do was mumble to themselves, not even daring to speak up.

Bane raised an eyebrow and looked up at Carville. He had just taken two steps forward and was about to say something when someone else took the chance.

you in this world! It's just that most of those stronger warriors have already completed the Seven Death Arenas, and have gone

That guy was right.

left the Seven Death Arena at that moment. The warriors that were still around had other goals. They wanted to accumulate more points as time passed. They were waiting for all the stronger warriors

a challenger, the chances of obtaining points were far greater than before. However, a lot of participants did not want to waste their time there

work, they did not know what kind of challenges were waiting for them if they advanced. It was possible that the challenges moving forward were even more

black robes who spoke up earlier did not like

slowly walked to the arena, "Actually, you're just like the others. You only walked into the arena and became a recipient after waiting

left this place. No one's a threat to you anymore,

that, his feet stepped into the

the challenger stepped into the arena, it meant that he was issuing a challenge

arena, surrounding the whole thing. It was a protective barrier that would