The Strongest War God - C.1102 - : Supreme Pinnacles Appear

The Strongest War God

C.1102 - : Supreme Pinnacles Appear
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Chapter 1102: Supreme Pinnacles Appear

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

He did not flatter outsiders. He was proud and unyielding. He was invincible.

These people had just experienced the glory of the Northern Army.

When Braydon Neal finished speaking.

On the 30 arenas, the lieutenant commander of the Northern Army’s first legion, Cole Colbie, opened his mouth like a tiger and roared, “According to the rules of the Global Martial Artist Summit, anyone who signs up for the competition cannot refuse to fight. If the arena master wins, they will randomly pick an opponent to fight if there are no challengers. They will fight until the arena master is defeated.”

The cold voice revealed the cruelty of the world’s martial artists.

At the same time, this rule was made to target the Hansworth martial artists.

As long as they signed up for the Global Martial Artist Summit, there was no way out for martial artists.

Even if they didn’t voluntarily participate in the battle, this rule would still force them to participate.

In the past, thousands of Hansworth people died under this rule.

As a result, no one in the entire delegation survived.

In the end, even the representative died in the arena.

The blood debt owed by the hundred countries around the world had to be repaid today.

Cole’s group was simply too powerful.

Everyone knew that almost all of them were pinnacle martial artists.

Braydon stood on the platform and smiled lightly. “Cole, Luke, it’s time for you to step down. Give the others a chance.”

“Yes, sir!”

Cole and the others sheathed their swords, turned around, and left the arena.

At this moment, all the participants in the venue sighed silently.

The pressure Luther Carden and Yuri Qualls gave off was too great.

The cruelty of the Global Martial Artist Summit was a far cry from the Hansworth Martial Artist Summit not long ago.

Until today, they hadn’t even seen a single supreme pinnacle.

Braydon had brought dozens of supreme pinnacles.

At this moment, the first batch of people was replaced.

Channing Lestrange got up lazily. “I’m a little bored. I’ll go on stage to play.”

“Isn’t it too early for you to go on stage?”

Juneau Haines couldn’t help but look over.

“Just now, I used my mental power to scan the entire place,” Channing said softly. “Except for the slightly dangerous Haven Downing on the high platform, I couldn’t even find a single supreme pinnacle.”

There were no other supreme pinnacles in the world other than Haven.

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In other words, there wasn’t even anyone who could fight Channing.

Channing took over Luke’s position and ascended the 11th arena. He held a wine bottle in his hand and drank half of the wine in one gulp.

“You’re not allowed to drink alcohol in the ring,” Judge No. 11 scolded with a frown.

“Noisy!”

Channing glanced over.

With just one glance, Judge No. 11 seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. He spat out blood, and his body flew out like a cannonball.

The judge was crippled with a single glance.

This was blatantly ignoring the rules of the venue.

But this was not important.

The important thing was that Haven, who was on the high platform, said two words with a solemn expression. “Supreme pinnacle!”

“What?!”

On the representative stage, many people’s expressions changed drastically.

Korbyn Jessen mumbled, “What a phoney!”

Jaziel Sherman’s gaze was unfriendly. He glanced at Korbyn and felt that this simple-minded person was very dangerous. He had to stay away from him.

Korbyn might be exposed at any time. He didn’t want to implicate himself.

Jaziel thought to himself.

As expected.

Channing, who was standing on the 11th arena, said with a drunken look in his eyes, “Channing Lestrange of Hansworth, supreme pinnacle. I’ve come to kill foreign barbarians. Is there anyone who wants to come up and fight?”

It would be better if this guy didn’t say that he was at the supreme pinnacle realm.

No one dared to go up.

The scene instantly exploded.

The tens of thousands of participants were terrified.

They had originally thought that Luke Yates and Cole were already terrifying enough, that they were the rare pinnacle geniuses of the Hansworth martial artist delegation.

However, they did not expect that the next person to appear would be even more terrifying.

It was actually a supreme pinnacle!

Everyone was shocked!

No one dared to step onto the stage.

No one wanted to die.

On the high platform, Braydon frowned. “Channing, step down. Supreme pinnacles don’t need to participate in the battle.”

Channing wanted to ruin things!

He was a supreme pinnacle, so what was he showing off for?

With such a ruckus, the martial artists from the various countries below did not dare to go up on stage.

Then, how could they kill them!

Channing carried the wine bottle and went down the same way he came up.

However, the martial artists in the venue were like birds startled by the twang of a bow. They were extremely cautious. There were very few people who dared to go on stage.

Braydon pressured the representatives of the hundred countries. “The Global Martial Artist Summit is related to the quota of the South Pole. Since the geniuses of the various countries are so humble, then Hansworth will take all of these 1,000 spots!”

“Immediately convene the judgement council.”

“The Global Martial Artist Summit is temporarily suspended. It will resume in an hour,” Haven said with a solemn expression.

On the surface, Haven was still a Divine General of the Alpha Empire.

If he still couldn’t find a way to deal with it, the Alpha Empire would definitely be suspicious. Jaziel and Jovon Stanton were also the representatives of the various empires. They were in the core positions of the various empires and had extraordinary abilities.

If they had no way to deal with the current situation, when they returned to their respective empires, they would definitely be interrogated.

The Global Martial Artist Summit was called off.

All the participants heaved a sigh of relief.

The strength of the Hansworth martial artist representative team was too terrifying.

Even a f*cking supreme pinnacle had appeared.

The other contestants from the other hundred countries were in despair.

Apart from the Ten Great Empires, did any other country have a martial artist of this level?

It was probably the first time many of the young people present had seen a supreme pinnacle.

At this moment, on the high platform.

“The representatives of the hundred countries are calling for the judgement council. Should I leave?” Braydon asked with a smile.

“Why don’t I quit!”

Dominic Lowe said tactfully.

He felt like he was invisible to the representatives of the various countries.

The person everyone valued the most was Braydon.

Haven said, “Once the judgement council starts, all the representatives of the hundred countries will have to be present. It’s only one hour, so there’s no need for the Northern King to avoid it. I didn’t expect the sudden situation to happen today. I didn’t expect that supreme pinnacles would appear among the Hansworth martial artist delegation.”

“The participation of the supreme pinnacle has broken the balance of the summit.”

Jaziel, the representative of the Delta Empire, calmly said.

The representative of the Zeta Empire, Lior Neal, said decisively, “I propose to ban the supreme pinnacle. For this, the Ten Great Empires will compensate the people who are banned. Those who do not need to participate will have the opportunity to go to the South Pole. What do you think?”

“Agreed!”

“Agreed!”

“Agreed!”

“Agreed!”

Out of the hundred representatives, 80 of them agreed to Lior’s suggestion.

Those who agreed so decisively were all hidden agents of the Northern Army.

They didn’t even know each other.

However, how could Braydon, the commander of the Northern Army, not know these guys?

They readily agreed to the proposal.

“I have brought quite a number of supreme pinnacles!” Braydon said softly.

“How many?”

Martin Lovett, the representative of the Omicron Empire, could not help but ask.

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