"Token owner number 1, I'll soon tear you to shreds and take your place!"
The young man with a fierce face licked his dry lips with his tongue, and his cold eyes were fixed on Wyatt Barnes like a venomous snake lying in wait.
"Well, that depends on whether you have the ability or not."
Wyatt Barnes said indifferently, his expression unchanged.
The fierce-faced young man before him, the owner of token number 25, had been clearly observed by Wyatt when he previously made his move against the owner of token number 26.
The other party had tried to beg for mercy, but he had forcibly clutched their throat, preventing them from making a sound.
In the end, the owner of token number 26 was torn apart by his bare hands!
His spirit weapon was a fourth-grade spirit glove, which he wore on his right hand.
"You will know soon enough."
The fierce-faced young man's cold eyes flashed, then his figure moved, turning into a viper bursting forth violently, biting viciously towards Wyatt Barnes.