No 1 Supreme Warrior

Morton’s fan snapped to a close. “What gives me the right to laugh at you? It’s because I’m stronger than you, of course. That gives me the right to laugh at you!”

Gerald laughed coldly. “As if. Why don’t you go next? That’ll settle this once and for all.”

Morton scoffed and strode steadily toward the obsidian as if victory was already in his hands. When one looked at him, it brought to mind a peacock strutting around looking for a mate.

wonder if Morton can really light up five

a fool. He won’t say all that if he wasn’t confident about himself. His ego is the most important for

boastful but he would not do anything that would hurt his own reputation. If he said

front of the obsidian at the exact same place as Gerald previously did. He gave the obsidian a good look before depositing his fan in the storage ring. There was a rule saying no weapons were allowed—the assessees could only attack the obsidian with their energy.

crazy and boastful below the stage, he turned strangely calm when faced with the obsidian. This changed the crowd’s perspective of him- they

but there was no

became more and more dazzling. Suddenly, with a cracking sound, it

his hand!” cried

was completely covered in a layer of golden armor with a flashing rune