No.1 Supreme Warrior

Chapter 1947
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chapter 1947

Chapter 1947 Morton’s fan snapped to a close. “What gives me the right to laugh at you? It’s because I’m stronger thanyou, 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 onelooked 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,” whisperedsomeone.novelbin

“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 mostimportant for him.”

Many people nodded in agreement with the second speaker’s analysis. Yes, Morton might be boastfulbut he would not do anything that would hurt his own reputation. If he said he could do it, then he coulddo it.

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By then, Morton was already standing in front of the obsidian at the exact same place as Geraldpreviously did. He gave the obsidian a good look before depositing his fan in the storage ring. There wasa rule saying no weapons were allowed—the assessees could only attack the obsidian with their energy.Although it might not look like it, Morton’s jade folding fan was actually a weapon belonging to the hiddenweapon first class category.

Morton gently exhaled and slowly closed his eyes to stabilize his emotions. Although he was acting allcrazy and boastful below the stage, he turned strangely calm when faced with the obsidian. This

changed the crowd’s perspective of him- they did not think he was a senseless second-classer anymore.

With a flick of his wrists, a blinding gold light appeared above his right hand. The golden light radiatedpurely but there was no energy fluctuation to it. Jackie stared at the light unblinkingly and wondered whatMorton would do next.

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

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“Look at his hand!” cried someone.

Morton’s hand was completely covered in a layer of golden armor with a flashing rune on it. It half lookedlike a weapon.

“What is that? How did he do it? The golden scales on his hand look like some beast’s claw,” saidsomeone.

“Oh, don’t you know? They’re real scales of some beast but I’m not sure which one. Haven’t you heard ofthe Ford family’s most powerful skill that is passed down through generations from one ancestor toanother? Both the Ford family and Thorton family came from a long line of ancient ancestors with deepbackgrounds. Morton’s skill is definitely the famous Golden Armor Hand.” Another elementary red levelmartial art technique.

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