No 1 Supreme Warrior

He strode forward in big steps and his sturdy appearance made him seem full of energy as if a single punch from him would be enough to kill two fighters at the final stage of the acquired level. The crowd parted to make way for him and watched him take the stage.

Once there, Gerald took him time to size up the obsidian, as if he wanted to burn the image in his memory. He touched the obsidian lightly and said casually, “I’ll show you all the real meaning of master and power.” The previously silent crowd roared at this. Even Jack found the corners of his lips started to creep up into a smirk.

At least Gerald did not boast about himself. Unlike Morton who always talked about how strong he was, making him seem frivolous. Even if Morton was actually that powerful, it was still a disdainful thing

mean he was not confident about himself. He was also boastful, even more, boastful than Morton. He wanted to show what a true master was- nothing

Gerald with wide open eyes as he took a deep breath and made a seal with his hands. Everyone heard a low hum as if a beast was inhabiting Gerald’s

big tortoise. However, it was no ordinary tortoise, for

him said, “This must be the Thorton family’s elementary red level

Pavilion finds this Dragon Tortoise fist valuable. I wonder how Thorton’s ancestors managed to get their hands on it. The fact that

thought Jack. The only thing he knew about Dragon Tortoise was that it came from

than that, Jack knew nothing else about it. Anyone with a bit of status here came from well known families though compared to the Dual Sovereign Pavilion, there was still a big difference Naturally, having an elementary red level martial art technique put Gerald far ahead of