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After doing all that, Pratt Goldsmith didn't even glance at the dispirited Bond Grant.
His gaze rested on David Jones, and he calmly said, "Mecha is eternity, this is my power!"
"Class VIII apex, such a mighty White Tiger!" the Sacred Martial Kylin said with a solemn expression.
If David Jones didn't use the God Treasure Iron, it previously had the confidence to win against three opponents.
But now, it seemed to have overestimated itself!
Not to mention facing three people together, even against Pratt Goldsmith alone, it might not be able to win.
"Meh!"
Feeling the fierce aura rushing towards it, Loona couldn't help but sweat.
Damn it, can't win!
At least not at Class VII!
It needed to advance to Class VIII Emperor and further enhance the Era Master's bloodline within its body to have the certainty of defeating such a formidable and domineering opponent.
As for David Jones, his eyes shone as he looked at the White Tiger Mecha.
