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!

not something that someone who

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

those ancient murderous commanders who had a domineering and

get close

they went, ordinary people and even cats and

this moment,

fourth zone could suppress their opponent’s

achieve the purpose of deterring his enemies. He had not only entered the third zone but

fear and powerlessness surged in Norris’

no chance of winning at all.

Smack!

At this moment…

floor tile exploded. The gravel jumped up to

other foot fell, the gravel that

withstand the pressure of his opponent and shouted angrily, “Go to