No. 1 Supreme Warrior

Chapter 4091

There was a bang that sounded like a balloon being popped.

Right after that, Anders' cry of agony reverberated throughout the place.

Everyone was stunned to hear that cry of agony!

With that one strike, Carville had crippled Anders.

Anders had become a completely powerless commoner with that. Furthermore, not only was his whole body injured from the explosion, his arms and chest were pierced by the petals!

He no longer had a chance to turn things around.

Quite a few people were quite stunned when they saw what happened. He had lost so badly. Anders had clearly almost beat Carville, how did Anders suddenly lose so badly?!

Jack raised an eyebrow as he said calmly, "Carville's not that much stronger than Anders, it's just that Anders is too inexperienced in combat. Those colorful petals would definitely have accumulated energy before they exploded."

"Not only would they need to accumulate energy, but their energy would become very chaotic as well. Experienced fighters would have immediately pulled away when they felt the energy becoming chaotic."

"As long as Anders was quick enough to avoid it, he would not have been injured. He would not have lost the initiative from his injuries and continued to get wounded."

Jack's analysis was completely on point, and Lourain nodded vigorously at those words.

Anders had been too confident in himself. On top of that, he had been pushing Carville back so much earlier, which caused him to have a blind spot. He did not notice what happened at all that led to his defeat.

If Anders had enough experience with combat, or if he had not underestimated Carville, then the results would have been completely different. Yet, time could not be turned back.

The outcome was already determined.

Anders lay down on the stage. After his core had been crippled, he had become a common man. He no longer could suppress his injuries and was forced to allow them to destroy his body.

The pain completely consumed his mind, and Anders constantly twitched on the ground, letting out cries of agony!

Carville sheathed his sword and laughed out loud. He looked at Anders coldly, as if he was looking at a dead dog. He slowly walked right up to Anders and stepped right on Anders' chest. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"You wanted to kill me?" As he said that, he applied pressure on Anders' chest with his foot.

Anders' bones could not withstand the force, and started to crack as his ribs were snapped in two!

Quite a few people could not bear to witness what was happening.

Comparatively, the crowd had been hoping that Anders would win. After all, he did not insult everyone there and did not act arrogantly in front of everyone.

Carville stepped on Anders' chest as he looked at the participants beneath the arena.

He held his head high as he said, "I called all of you wimps, but you didn't want to admit it?! You weren't happy about it, right? Are you happy now? You're not just wimps, you're all trash as well! You're

just mindless trash! Do you think you can challenge me with just a bit of skill? What a joke! With your meager skills, you aren't even worthy of wiping my shoes!"

Back when Anders had called him out, the crowd had sided with Anders, as if Anders was on the side of justice. Yet, that so-called justice was now beneath his feet like a pile of dog crap!

Those bumpkins who lived in the sewers could no longer use Anders to speak up against him. He had been speaking the truth, but they refused to admit it!

Carville raised his finger and pointed at the participants beneath the arena, "How dare you pieces of trash try and challenge us? Who gave you the guts to do that?! People like you should just live in the swamps where you belong!"