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!”

he blew the flute again. Fernando’s eyes were just

“What?”

when they saw

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

when he saw everyone’s stupefied expressions.

a dragon. No

sheer strength and menacing aura of a dragon’s

“Ah!”

did not dare to slip up in the least when he saw a

and clenched his fist as well; his internal Chi gathered

clapping through the sky like thunder. The sound

thrown backward from the aftershock, blood spilling out

way. The kid is holding his