The First Heir

Philip’s words were extremely domineering. He simply repeated the words Titus had said to him earlier!

At this moment, all the onlookers hiding in the corners of the main hall were surprised. The scene where Philip knocked Titus away with a single move made them unable to retum to their senses.

This was impossible!

How could a useless loser be so powerful?

On the side, the dozen or so guards in combat uniform who cleared the scene just now had strange looks on their faces upon seeing their boss being beaten by one move. They glared at Philip ferociously and immediately raised their guns, pulling the bolts!

Suddenly, the atmosphere became extremely tense!

Philip’s cold gaze swept over the room imposingly. “Hehe, comparing firepower?” Philip said coldly.

At this time, Titus stood up from the floor and shouted solemnly, “Put your guns away! He’s my opponent. I want to defeat him with my own hands!”

his fists tightly. The muscles and veins on his body quickly

the guards in combat uniforms stepped back to form an open

eyes. He stared fixedly at Philip. A beast-like growl came out of his throat as he said, “Very good!

invisible wave of cold intent

Then… Boom!

A loud explosion!

face. This fist carried a wind that made the muscles hurt. However, Philip

Boom!

could stop himself. Titus frowned. He

on par with Titus. However, he was trained in physical art and was invincible compared

killing moves were aimed at Philip’s vital parts. Due to the usage of physical art, it looked just like an ordinary fight in the eyes of everyone else. However, no

Bang!

everyone was dazzled by Titus’ deadly attacks, a figure flew up from the field and was