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.

“I wonder if Morton can really light up

He won’t say all that if

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

was a rule saying no weapons were allowed—the assessees could only attack the obsidian with their energy. Although it might not look like it, Morton’s jade folding fan was actually a weapon belonging to the hidden weapon

he was acting all crazy and boastful below the stage, he turned strangely calm when

but there was no energy fluctuation to it. Jack stared at

and more dazzling. Suddenly, with a cracking

at his hand!” cried

of golden armor with a flashing