No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Chapter 1947
Morton’s fan snapped to a close. “What gives me the right to laugh at you? It’s because I’m stronger than you, of course. That gives me the right to laugh at you!”

Gerald laughed coldly. “As if. Why don’t you go next? That’ll settle this once and for all.”

Morton scoffed and strode steadily toward the obsidian as if victory was already in his hands. When one looked at him, it brought to mind a peacock strutting around looking for a mate.

The crowd watched them bicker quietly. “I wonder if Morton can really light up five lights,” whispered someone.

“I think so. He’s not a fool. He won’t say all that if he wasn’t confident about himself. His ego is the most important for him.”

people nodded in agreement with the second speaker’s analysis. Yes, Morton might be boastful but he would not do anything that would hurt his

his fan in the storage ring. There was a rule saying no weapons were allowed—the assessees could only attack the

crazy and boastful below the stage, he turned strangely

wrists, a blinding gold light appeared above his right hand. The golden light radiated purely but there was no energy

more and more dazzling. Suddenly, with a cracking sound,

at his hand!”

hand was completely covered in a layer of golden armor with a flashing rune on