"Hmph! You must have never seen real power! You'll soon know we're a thousand times better than you!" Jimmy scoffed.

Someone like Dustin, who belonged to no sect, didn't even deserve his attention.

"Contestant 846 has failed. Next."

Right then, the judge's loud voice sounded again.

Another martial artist failed the sign-up test and left the square dejectedly.

"Jimmy, it's your turn next. Don't embarrass Boulderthorn," Krel said, raising his chin.

Jimmy was No. 847, Krel was No. 848, and Melissa was No. 849.

"Don't worry. Boulderthorn's elite disciples aren't weak! If I can't even pass the first test, I might as well kill myself!" Jimmy patted his chest confidently.

only the most elementary test. If he couldn't even pass this level, how could

ahead and unleash

Melissa, just watch

strode to the ten-thousand-pound

For ordinary martial artists, it was indeed difficult

and receiving the blessing of true energy could one be qualified to lift

stage, spit on his hands, and then

his hands, he reached out to grab the two

"Up!"

exerted force. His muscles tightened, and his true

a little cauldron, not a big

the cauldron in both hands, he walked back and forth, showing

attention of the people

a few could lift it as relaxed as Jimmy. In other words,

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