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

so. He’s not a fool. He won’t say all that if he wasn’t confident about

not do anything

then, Morton was 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 were allowed—the assessees could only attack the obsidian with

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

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

golden light became more and more dazzling. Suddenly, with a cracking sound,

his hand!” cried

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