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.

the main hall,

dozen or so soldiers in combat uniform behind

was vacated for Titus and

their phones, ready to record the scene. However, their phones were

Denver had to hide his identity and could not be easily exposed to the eyes of the world. Otherwise, it would attract

uniform. His strong muscles were exposed to everyone‘s sight.

Too manly!

was the kind of guy worthy to be

cheered with their arms raised,

go! Young

guys started to cheer for Titus

offend someone of Titus’

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

faintly as he walked around the arena. Then, be tapped the floor with his feet, jumping up and down while

From an outsider’s point of view, Titus’ actions were simply too cool

girls fainted from that

his fingers and said to Philip, “Kid, just take your best shot. As long as you can survive

saying that, Titus

one could survive

mentioning three moves, he was just