The First Heir

An angry roar!

The giant punched out. The energy storm contained in his punch compressed the air in front of the fist and produced a loud whistling sound.

Fulton’s eyes tensed with battle intent as his figure flashed in mid-air. He dodged the stone giant’s punch. The next second, Fulton stood in front of the stone giant. At this moment, Fulton’s figure was the size of the stone giant’s nose.

Immediately after, Fulton raised his right fist. Although his fist was small, the terrifying energy contained in it was not something anyone could take lightly or underestimate.

It was a punch that could kill!

The might of Fulton’s punch was like heaven’s punishment. In a flash, a dense and compressed black energy storm formed from his fist.

Rumble!

black punch that seemed to carry a comet’s tail struck the stone giant

Crack!

an earth-shattering rumble. The giant’s eyebrows began to crack, and the rest of his face

Bang!

resounded throughout the area. The stone giant, whose head was shattered by a single punch, staggered backward. His entire body

Boom!

meters tall began to collapse, forming a waterfall of yellow sand and creating a magnificent landscape. On the ground, a figure covered with wounds was on the yellow sand spitting

coldly at the king of disciples on the ground with faint disdain. Then, his eyes locked on the other three kings of disciples as he said coldly, “If you want to go,

Hash, you’re talking about a fool’s

of Orienta. The three

of Country Y scolded him harshly

seventh zone sneered and stepped forward, saying, “Earlier, we didn’t have a proper fight. Now, I’ll fight you myself! I want to see if the invincible myth of the king