The balloonists didn't pay too much attention to Lin Zhi and Xiao Bone, and after retracting their curious gaze, they continued their previous movements.

The bread that should be sold is the bread, and the bragging is the bragging skin.

Lin Zhi walked slowly on the street of such balloon people, watching left and right.

This town, known as War City, should be considered large in the Balloon Territory.

On both sides of the street are two- to three-storey wooden buildings, which are relatively primitive in workmanship. There are restaurants and restaurants in the building, and there are also stores that specialize in providing accommodation.

Lin Zhi looked up and happened to see two or three demon clans with stump wings sitting on the second floor of a wooden building.

They sat around, not knowing what they were discussing.

Occasionally, faces of other races can be seen among the pedestrians passing on both sides of the street.

Most of these races are accompanied by sturdy bodyguards, and some of them have a carriage behind them, which is filled with swords and other weapons.

The forging level of the balloon man is very limited, and he basically uses his fists directly to face it when fighting.

The few that used weapons were obtained by purchasing them from foreigners with a higher level of forging.

Even the wine bottles that they keep in their hands all year round are mostly contracted by foreigners.

It may be that in order to provide convenience for these foreign merchants who came to do business, the battle city was built according to the physique of normal humanoid creatures.

"However, if this is a town used to trade with foreigners, why is it called Zhancheng?

Lin Zhi fell into deep thought, this balloon man's town revealed doubts inside and out.

Da-da-da-da!

Taking advantage of Lin Zhi's thoughts, the little bones who "entered the city" for the first time ran out.

Little Bone's attention is not focused on the street bread and meat vendors, and it is difficult for him to be interested in other foods if he is only interested in bones.

In fact, if it weren't for Lin Zhi's curse to apply, it would be impossible for it to eat those things.

On a corner of the street, a dozen balloon people gathered together lively, all of them shirtless men with big muscles.

In the middle of the big man, an arrogant voice came out.

"Is there no one? None of you quasi-warriors dare to come up and fight with me? Don't hear that the king of the Terran Empire was violently beaten by me, and you will be intimidated, bastards!"

Soon, the onlookers spoke up one after another, shouting noisily:

"Don't blow it in front of Lao Tzu, if it weren't for Lao Tzu who went out hunting yesterday and encountered a thousand-year-old dragon, leaving a little hidden danger in his body in the process of killing it, do you think I would be afraid of you?"

"The high-level warrior instructor is amazing, if I hadn't had a hemorrhoid attack today and couldn't move, I could have killed you with one hand!"

......

Losers don't lose battles, all the people present are experienced veterans who brag, although they really can't beat the high-level balloon man standing in the middle, but blowing cowhides is fiercer than one another, and they almost didn't rush to the sky shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

Xiao Gu's attention was immediately attracted by the lively crowd, and the small white bone body was stuck between the big man and the big man, and he tried it for a long time, and then he squeezed into it with the advantage of his small body.

Standing in the middle of the big man was a middle-aged balloon man in green shorts, with a shocking scar running through most of his cheeks on his muscular face.

It was the result of a terrible battle.

Little Bone tilted his head back and stared blankly at the middle-aged balloon.

After being amplified by the zoom force, the height of the middle-aged balloon man remained at a height of two and a half meters.

It was by no means his full strength, but the muscles of his arms and legs had solidified to the point of steel, and from a distance it looked like a steel statue.

"Huh, what are you looking at me like this, come up and challenge me if you have the ability!" the middle-aged balloon man immediately noticed the small bones mixed in the crowd.

Although the little guy is short, he stands next to a large pile of flesh-and-blood men with white bones, and he can't be conspicuous if he wants to.

Dah?

Little Bone tilted its head, and it looked back in the direction where Lin Zhi was, wanting to ask for the rake's opinion.

However, the crowd of balloons obscured its view so much that it couldn't see what was going on outside.

Little Bone looked down and thought about what he would say if the rake was by his side.

It can naturally judge that it is not the opponent of the other party, but since the other party has sent a challenge invitation to itself, if it does not go up, it will appear that it is very uncourageous, and it will embarrass the rake.

He doesn't want to be a coward!

After a few hesitations, Little Bone took a firm step and walked in front of the middle-aged balloon man to accept his challenge.

You must not be disgraced with a rake!

Little Bone thought to himself.

The balloons around them immediately exploded.

"Hahaha! Look, that undead bone imp actually went up!"

"Oh! what a young undead bone, hey, high-level, you need to give someone a good lesson!"

"This little guy can't feel magic power in his body, is it trying to rely on the immortal characteristics to consume a high-level balloon man?

Ignoring the laughter of the people around him, Little Bone remembered Rake's previous teachings, his two arms hung straight down on his pelvis, his spine bent slightly, and he bowed ninety degrees to the middle-aged balloon man to express his politeness.

A simple gesture greatly reduced the laughter around him.

Balloons are heroic and rough in nature, and they usually fight when they don't agree with each other, where can they be like this with small bones, and bow seriously before they start?

Everyone was shocked by Little Bone's politeness and sensibility: this, or the undead bone clan who is known for being cold-blooded and ruthless?!

"Haha, it's funny little guy, I've changed my mind about this action at you, and I won't beat you into powder with one punch. The middle-aged balloon man said happily.

Don't beat the undead bones into powder, the subtext is actually "don't kill you".

After bowing, Xiao Bone directly raised his hand to be a low-level curse "Body Twist", and it wanted to use this to test how strong the opponent was.

The fluctuation of the mana spread, and the middle-aged balloon man stood still, reached out and took out the wine bottle from his back, and drank it leisurely, letting the curse be applied to him.

Airplanes.

The invisible distorting force acted on his body, and the hair on his chest writhed a few times, bending into an "S" shape.

As for the muscles, there is no reaction at all.

"Oh, I can't feel your spell, but I can cast this level of beginner curse. The middle-aged balloon man moved his footsteps, and in an instant he appeared in front of Little Bone.

He raised his hammer-hard fist, "Looks like you're a mutant, right?"

The hollow eyes of the small bones stared at the fist that was getting bigger and bigger, and the mana of the fingertips was condensed.

Sou.

Faint black smoke emerged from the crack in the middle-aged balloon's fist, and it was pressed backwards by the fierce fist wind.

Even the "black spear" that can penetrate the crocodile's hard skull can't hinder the fist in the slightest, and it can't have any effect at all!

A steel fist larger than an ordinary human swung down at great speed, slamming into the skull head of the small bones!