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

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

speaker’s analysis. Yes, Morton might be boastful but he would not do anything that would hurt his own reputation. If he said he could do

already standing in 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

turned strangely

appeared above his right hand. The golden light radiated purely but there was no energy fluctuation to it. Jack stared at the light unblinkingly and wondered what Morton would

more dazzling. Suddenly, with

his hand!”

layer of golden armor with a flashing rune on it. It half looked