The mind-catcher dies.

Only the Horned Demon is left to fight alone.

The most exciting thing among them is calling me A Lin.

"Devil, your muscles are very nice, I like them very much!"

"Ola Ola~ Come and fight me openly!"

"I will give you a happy death!"

Although the Horned Demon Overseer didn't know whether the fanatical human being in front of him had a brain problem.

But it instinctively felt humiliated.

The naturally bellicose gene made it accept the provocation of calling me Alin.

It howled, gave up the fight with the loach, and instead turned around and pounced on me, Alin.

"Well done!"

Ask me, Alin, to get into a posture, and the muscles in my whole body will be as tight as steel bars.

now.

He is no longer the weak player he once was.

His level is comparable to that of the Horned Demon.

Physical fitness has improved dramatically.

Even facing the devil, it is possible to have a happy fight.

Facing the charging momentum of the Horned Demon, he advanced instead of retreating. His hands turned into fists and claws, and he followed the Horned Demon's claws to pinch the Horned Demon's arm.

"Wake it up for me!"

A huge force struck the Horned Demon Warlord's arm.

The Horned Demon Overseer's eyes were filled with astonishment.

Are these still weak humans?

There is such a huge power!

Obviously this human's aura is weaker than mine!

Under the tremendous force of Call Me A-Lin, the Horned Demon Warlord who was two or three times bigger than him was suddenly lifted up.

He leaned back and lay back, his legs were tied into a horse stance, and his feet were firmly planted on the ground like green pines on a cliff.

There was a loud "boom" sound.

This Iron Banqiao throw is a test of waist strength, but this is not a problem at all for Call Me A Lin.

Since all his equipment was broken due to strengthening, he only wears a pair of funny overalls every day. Everyone laughs at him and pities him.

But he turned a blind eye to it.

He realized it.

Only one's own strength is truly powerful.

Equipment or whatever, will eventually break.

He trains hard every day.

In order to strengthen your waist strength.

Every day, he let other players from Xuanjia Camp hold logs and hit his waist and kidneys.

After a long time.

He was still not satisfied, and even made his own mace and nunchaku, letting those players hit his waist and abdomen every day.

Over time, his waist and abdomen have become as hard as steel bars, and he has become extremely strong.

The Horned Demon Overseer got up from the pit on the ground. He shook his head, and the human figure in front of him was a little blurry.

But this human's eyes are sharp and his whole body exudes a majestic momentum.

There was no fear in his eyes.

All you can see is a strong fighting spirit, and even some disappointment and surprise.

What is he disappointed about?

The Horned Demon Overseer could not help but be a little confused.

Is this human being disappointed that this devil is so weak?

"That's unreasonable!"

The Horned Demon Overseer is furious!

Its whole body, especially its head, was ablaze with purple-red flames.

In a state of extreme anger.

Not only does it have a burning effect on everything around it.

Even the comprehensive attributes of the whole body will be improved.

It is extremely powerful now!

It will crush the human beings in front of it!

"Human, you will pay a heavy price for your provocation!"

"I will eat you and turn you into my excrement!"

"And this is your honor!"

The horned devil warlord shouted.

Its thick thighs scraped on the ground twice before rushing toward me, Alin, again.

Seeing the menacing approach of this horned demon, the fat chicken with a round face was about to call me A Lin as a shield, while the true master of the fish-fishing gangster and the innocent man also took out their own weapons.

But they were stopped by calling me Alin.

Call me Arin, he shook his head. He raised his hand with an indifferent expression and untied the straps of his overalls on his shoulders.

There was a "click" sound.

The metal buckle popped open.

The overalls also slid down the thighs of Call Me A Lin.

Now I am called A-Lin. All that is left of me is a pair of white underwear, with his name - A-Lin embroidered on the buttocks of the underwear.

"This is my strongest state."

"I am unrestrained!"

"Roar--!"

Call me Alin, with his hands spread out and arcs of electricity wrapped around his body. He raised his head, raised his chest, and roared to the sky.

While the beard and hair were dancing wildly, there was a faint transparent sound wave oscillating!

If you don't do anything, your eyelids will twitch.

He just felt that his fighting power was soaring at this moment.

I lost an identification skill and took a look.

I saw that Call Me A-Lin already had a [Thunder Fury] buff on his body.

What the hell?

This skill belongs to Gloin, right?

When did you call me A Lin and the blacksmith master become so familiar?

Have you even voted for the talent skills?

How could he understand those dark years.

How many times did I have to go to the blacksmith shop with my broken master-level equipment, and how many times did I drink with the dwarf blacksmith to repair the equipment?

Before everyone could wake up from their doubts.

Call me Alin and you will jump high into the air.

With a majestic momentum, he smashed in front of the Horned Demon Overseer.

"boom!"

The streets of Seboli Town exploded like a lotus blooming, a large amount of cement rubble flew everywhere, and lights lit up in the surrounding houses.

"bring it on!"

Call me Alin, he grabbed it with his big hand and instantly grabbed the devil's horn that the Horned Demon Warlord was pushing towards.
To be continued...