The First Heir

However, he caught a glimpse from the corners of his eyes. A tall and villainous-looking figure was already waiting under the streetlamp in the distance where the woods met the street.

Shane Lovelace had his hands in his pants pockets. He raised his head, an evil sneer at the corners of his mouth. He looked provocatively at Philip and said, “I’m eager to find out about the strength of the young patriarch of the Clarke family and the newly-promoted god with five sources of kingship.”

With that said, Shane’s figure disappeared from Philip’s sight. By the time Philip reacted again, Shane was already standing in front of him. He had that wicked and sinister sneer on his face.

“Don’t be distracted,” Shane said lightly and kicked out at the same time.

Bam!

Philip had no time to react at all and could only passively block his chest with his fists. However, the kick from Shane landed on him squarely. He was kicked out by Shane dozens of meters away, which left two deep grooves on the ground under his feet.

Too fast!

Philip steadied himself as his eyes burst with anger. He stared fixedly at Shane dozens of meters away. The other party stood in the same position with his hands in his pants pockets as if the kick just now was an appetizer for him.

“Not bad. You withstood my kick,” Shane smiled blandly before his figure disappeared again.

all. It was as if he had completely disappeared into thin

rule of

streetlamps were white. The space was light gray.

On the right!

his hand, and punched out on his right

Boom!

Two fists collided!

the right, Shane’s figure slowly appeared. A chill flashed in his eye as he threw a punch at Philip. Then, the two jumped apart. Philip

his face as he said, “Interesting. You

did not expect

his power of rules the use of

rushed up and shouted, “So what if you can perceive it? If you aren’t strong enough, you’re still an ant before

Bam!

punch met

broke out between Philip and Shane. Philip used his full strength to resist every punch