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.

his eyes popped wide open. However, he could not find Shane’s figure at all. It was as if he had completely disappeared

rule of insight, all he

trees, the birds, the sky, and the streetlamps were white. The space was light gray. That seemingly non-existent energy

On the right!

opened his eyes, raised his hand, and punched out on his right

Boom!

Two fists collided!

he threw a punch at Philip. Then, the two jumped apart. Philip staggered several steps back while Shane walked

his face as he

not expect Shane to be so

of rules the use

you can perceive it? If you aren’t strong enough,

Bam!

met

and Shane. Philip