No 1 Supreme Warrior

Morton’s clan was naturally inferior in comparison to the Dual Sovereign Pavilion. Nonetheless, his clan was one of the few great clans in his city and he had been brought up with the belief that he was the chosen one, carrying the burden of making his clan proud.

Then there was the fact that he had never faced failure before so it was no wonder he was extremely confident in himself. He felt he was unique and was not nurtured by the Dual Sovereign Pavilion only because of his age. However, he believed that once there, he would surely advance quickly in a short time. He would climb the metaphorical ladder and use the position of the internal disciple as a stepping stone. In good time, he would be promoted to an elder disciple, and then there’s no stopping him to become a chosen disciple.

of him then. That was why he was unwilling to be deemed equal to

think he would not be able to light up the five lights. He had never been so humiliated before. Morton gave out a loud snort and turned his gaze to scan the crowd. “You all listen closely now. Don’t you dare use your level to judge me! I’ve

the people present there would not be able to win in a fight against him but this did not mean

to bother Morton with his

said with a mocking smile, “Why don’t you give

eyebrow as he looked at Gerald. “Of course not but I would say you’re close. In

have whooped your *ss if it wasn’t for the rules imposed on us. Don’t you feel any shame at all? Why don’t you show us what you’re

way it was. Ambrose had no choice but to step in though he must admit he was enjoying the show. “No fighting during the test. If the two of you want to give

listen to Ambrose as the consequences of not doing so were not something they could afford. Both of them gave out a scoff