Defeat Superman with 37 Fists, Eighteen Dragons Gathering Clouds

Two simple words hit James's heart like a clap of thunder.

He looked at Thomas, who had gone limp on the ground, and James felt like giving him a tight slap on his face.

"Hehe…" James forced laughter, "You're strong, perhaps you're even eligible for the strongest qualification among the East Asia recruits."

"The strongest?" Du Peng sneered, shaking his index finger, "You're wrong. I'm far more lacking than my elder brother."

James only forced a smile. After witnessing Du Peng's means, he did not want to talk too much and offend people. He did not want to fight now as the results of the battle would be unforeseeable.

Qin Fen took one step over to Du Peng's position and looked at James, "Superman's Power?"

James switched his attention to Qin Fen. A proud look appeared on his face. There were only a few young people in the entire Occident who could practice Superman's Power. This required robust talent.

"That's right!"