The First Heir

Later, Philip had asked Reed about it but Reed just smiled indifferently and replied, “It’s still too early for you to find out. The time is not ripe yet. Sooner or later, you’ll come into contact with it.”

Now, Philip realized that the secret Reed refused to reveal back then was the secret of these people before him. The Nonagon must be in control of something that was not accessible to ordinary people. Specifically, it was being displayed by Norris Weil in front of him.

It was the so-called vigor that Fennel had mentioned just now.

Vigor?

What exactly was it?

After this matter was over, he must find out from Fennel in more detail. He must know more!

While Philip was thinking about it, Fennel had already stepped forward. Without doing anything else, he stared closely at Norris with firm and domineering killing intent. “You’re not my opponent. Why are you seeking your own death?”

Although Norris had fully unleashed his aura at this moment, he still felt infinite pressure from Fennel!

This guy obviously had not unleashed his aura. Why was there such overwhelming pressure?

Norris panicked!

definitely not something that someone who had

would be released outwardly, forming a solid barrier around his body as a means to protect his body. In terms of martial arts explanation, it was energy, an abstract and obscure thing. It referred to a special aura formed by a person after a long period

murderous commanders who had a domineering and bloodthirsty

dared to get close to those

they went, ordinary people and

this moment, Norris

those who had entered the fourth zone could suppress their opponent’s aura without revealing their

longer needed to rely on his external aura to achieve the purpose of deterring his enemies. He had not

a sense of fear and powerlessness surged

at all. He dared not

Smack!

At this moment…

floor tile exploded. The gravel jumped up to the height of his

gravel that was in mid-air finally fell back to

no longer withstand the pressure of his opponent