No 1 Supreme Warrior

In the face of Fernando’s fist, Jack had no choice but to grit his teeth and throw a punch of his own.

“What?”

Jack soon realized that Fernando’s body was a lot tougher now that he was a puppet. His fist was as hard as a rock, and his strength was monstrous.

That immense strength actually made him stumble a few steps backward after their fists collided. It took a while for him to regain his footing.

Yet Fernando showed no signs of slowing down. He assailed Jack with a barrage of attacks, moving at a blinding speed. Jack could barely react to them all.

“What’s wrong, kiddo? Can’t bear to use your full strength? You’ll probably be killed if you continue to hesitate!”

The old man laughed and momentarily stopped Fernando’s movements. “Today will be your death anniversary, kiddo,” he said. “You should know that someone who doesn’t feel pain nor fear death will always continue to fight. Hah!”

were just as empty; he clenched his right fist, which morphed into a dragon

“What?”

shocked when they saw

our hands into dragon claws once we’re demi-gods! If we can ascend to the status of a

he

a dragon. No wonder

eyes shone with admiration. The sheer strength and menacing aura of a dragon’s body was enough to intimidate anyone if they could truly transform into a

“Ah!”

slip up in the least when he saw a claw slashing

cry and clenched his fist as well; his internal Chi gathered at

the two collided, the frightening crash rang out again, clapping through the sky

backward from the aftershock, blood spilling out of

way. The kid is holding