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.

crowd watched them bicker quietly. “I wonder if Morton can really light

that if he wasn’t confident about himself. His ego is the

do anything that would hurt

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

his emotions. Although he was acting all crazy and boastful below the stage, he turned strangely calm when faced with the obsidian. This changed the crowd’s

of his wrists, a blinding gold light appeared above his right hand. The golden light radiated purely but there was no energy fluctuation to it. Jack stared at

light became more and more dazzling. Suddenly, with a

his

golden armor with a flashing

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