The First Heir

Slow! He was simply too slow!

Philip shook his head helplessly and met Tyler’s punch easily. Philip turned around smoothly, switched the punch he had prepared to a palm strike, and knocked Tyler down with a simple attack using his palm.

The rules here stated that they could not use the strength of a disciple indiscriminately.

After all, no one could afford for anything to happen. Thus, they could only rely on their physical strength. At this point, dead silence filled the training ground. Tyler quickly got up from the ground, his face full of disbelief.

“Impossible! I wasn’t prepared just now. Let’s start again!”

Philip stood in the same spot and looked around. He saw everyone’s questioning gazes. Hence, he cleared his throat, and his voice echoed clearly on the training ground.

“All of you can come at me together.”

As he said that, everyone was a little stunned, but they soon started talking loudly.

“What is he talking about? How dare he ask us to attack him together? We have nearly 100 people here!”

“He must be bragging, right?”

he say

not care what they

all at once!

it, then!” a

stout, and his muscles were hardly concealed by

that we’re taking advantage of our large numbers

shook his head and said with certainty, “That won’t happen. You guys can

had seen through the strength of all these

everyone was ready to fight. They soon attacked

his counterattack. These people were his

This was nearly 100 people. No one could withstand

these people to be defeated. However, Philip was different. He

man standing. Seeing everyone sprawled on the ground howling in pain, only shock remained in the eyes of Hans and several other envoys. They did not expect that this killing god would defeat them so quickly. Not a single one

sweat. He waved at Hans who stood nearby

his jacket, and tossed

You actually took down all of my people. It seems that you have some strength! No wonder the