No 1 Supreme Warrior

Four lights immediately lit up which caused the crowd to gasp. However, it was impossible for Gerald to be satisfied with only four lights. His eye nearly popped out from their sockets as he willed the fifth light to light up. However, he was destined to be disappointed as eight seconds passed and the fourth light turned off.

Gerald found

of pity in his voice. Although Gerald’s result was really impressive, it was obvious it was

hands were shaking. “This is impossible! There’s no way my power is only this much.” He was preparing to have another turn when Ambrose stopped him. “Everyone only gets one turn. You’re no exception. Your result is already quite exceptional and the second time won’t be any different. Come and stand behind

if he had eaten something disagreeable. A burst of mocking laughter escaped from Morton’s mouth and after that, he could not stand straight from all the laughing he was doing. It was obvious to the crowd Morton was enjoying Gerald’s

now. You can’t even light up the fifth

beast. He would have shredded Morton to pieces if it was not for the rules. Morton was not afraid of him at all as he nonchalantly fanned himself. Everyone there possessed the ability to control their body temperature so there was no need for a fan at all. However, that was the kind of image Morton liked to project to the world-an image of the son of

as he looked Gerald up and down. “What? Am I wrong? Are you still going to boast about how strong you are? For a moment there, I really thought you were as powerful as you said from the way you were boasting about yourself. It’s laughable you’ve only