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.”

Morton might be boastful but he would not do anything that would hurt his

in front of the obsidian at the exact same place as Gerald previously did. He gave the obsidian a good look before depositing his fan in the storage ring. There was a rule saying no weapons were allowed—the

all crazy and boastful below the stage, he turned strangely calm when faced with the obsidian. This

hand. The golden light radiated purely but there was

golden light became more and more dazzling. Suddenly, with a cracking sound, it began to

his hand!” cried

golden armor with a flashing rune on it. It