The First Heir

As soon as he said that, Titus’ punch struck out and knocked Philip back half a step.

Philip’s eyes widened as he looked at Titus, whose face was full of anger. He made an inward judgment.

Interesting. This Titus Denver actually had the strength of the fourth zone. No wonder he could become one of the five candidates for the Northfrost Supreme!

However, in front of Philip, such strength was just child’s play.

Meanwhile, the shock on Titus’ face was more obvious than Philip’s. However, he tried to tone it down.

‘This guy was actually not sent flying under my punch! In that case, it could only mean that this guy is also a supernatural being or a door disciple!’

His strength should be in the third zone and above. It should not exceed the fourth zone. Thus, Titus did not take him too seriously.

Within the boundaries of the fourth zone, his strength was basically invincible. It was because the potential he developed was physical art and fighting art. His explosive power was very strong just like a humanoid tyrannosaurus!

Generally, those who trained in energy attributes and material rules would fall one step short when they encountered someone like Titus who trained in physical arts. Perhaps a long-ranged attack might pose some problems for Titus. However, if it was a rage within a ten-meter radius, physical skills were unbeatable. This was a recognized standard in the disciple world.

“Hehe, kid, I didn’t expect you to have some strength. But this level isn’t enough for me! I advise you to kneel down and apologize to my sister immediately before I get angry! Otherwise, I can‘t guarantee what will happen next.”

Titus withdrew his fist, his eyes as cold as a blade. He craned his neck at the same time, making a creaking sound.

hall,

get serious. The dozen or so soldiers

a large space was vacated for Titus

out their phones, ready to record the scene. However, their phones were quickly confiscated

all, a character like Titus Denver had to hide his identity and could not be easily exposed to the eyes of the world. Otherwise,

uniform. His strong muscles were exposed to everyone‘s sight. That burly figure and explosive muscles made many girls scream on the

Too manly!

the kind of guy worthy to

at Titus with bright eyes and cheered with their arms raised,

go, go! Young Master

to cheer for Titus

all, they did not want to offend someone of Titus’ identity

side, with a calm expression. He swept his gaze past the crowd of

as he walked around the arena. Then, be tapped the floor with his feet, jumping up and down while posing with different fighting stances. He kept shaking his body from side to side as if he was warming

outsider’s point

fainted

to Philip, “Kid, just take your best shot. As long as you can

saying that, Titus

could

he was just