"Sure enough, actions speak louder than words!"

Releasing the power of holy light, Lang Gelie found that the legendary powerhouses below who were chatting about melon seeds became serious one by one, which made Lang Gelie feel a lot better.

Hmph, you short-sighted people, the old man has opened your eyes, let you feel the greatness of the Holy Light, and see that you dare to underestimate me!

The brilliant light shone even more violently, and in this burst of light that enveloped the entire hall, the vast and majestic power surged like a tide of rage.

"Damn, are you going to blow up your own mage tower?"

Feeling the huge power condensed above their heads, the faces of the legendary powerhouses in the hall changed drastically one by one, and their faces were full of vigilance.

Some cautious mages have even inspired protective spells.

It's not that they suspect that Langlie is bad for them, it's ...... The magic accidents of mages are endless.

At the so-called "academic conference", there was an accident during the presentation of new achievements, and everyone in the meeting was blown to the ground, which happened more than once or twice!

"Hahahaha! Don't worry, the power of the Light is safer than you think!"

Langele laughed, and with a flick of the staff in his hand, he retracted the light that shrouded the hall, "Everyone, this is the power of the Holy Light! How is this power? Is this power strong? Haha! This is the result of my research, this is my great discovery!"

"It's a lot of power!"

The majestic power that shrouded the hall just now made everyone present feel deeply, and they all recognized the powerful power of the Holy Light.

"But...... What's the matter with us?"

A strong man who was more than two meters tall and had bulging muscles all over his body, like steel cast iron, took a sip of his wine glass, spit out a breath of wine, and stood up, "Langlie, we melee professionals are not you mages, we fight by muscles and fists. What does your Holy Light have to do with us?"

"Hahahaha!

A man in heavy armor next to him laughed and nodded, "Although we knights don't just rely on muscles and fists, we also use swords!

"Compared to your skinny bamboo poles of magic, we men rely on strong bodies! We don't need holy light!"

Another strong man also laughed and responded.

"You muscles, wisdom is the strongest strength. A brainless fool is not qualified to learn spells!"

"Muscle stick, how dare you look down on the mage?"

In the venue, melee professionals and mages began to curse each other!

"Bastard! This is the old man's academic report! It's not a place for you to scold the streets!"

Master Langlie stretched out his hand to stroke his forehead, so depressed that he vomited blood!

This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened! In previous gatherings, the contradiction between the muscle stick and the thin bamboo pole was almost impossible to say.

"Master Langle, isn't it very easy to solve this problem?"

Li Yu looked at the legendary powerhouses below with a smile on his face and scolded the street, turned his head and smiled at Master Lang Gelie, "Didn't you have researched a way to strengthen the body with holy light?

"Yes, yes, Fist of Light, Iron Fist of Justice!"

Master Langlie's eyes lit up, the ivory staff in his hand slammed heavily, and he roared angrily: "Shut up!

"Huh?"

Langley yelled at him, interrupting the scolding of the melee professionals and mages. Everyone turned their heads to look at Langlie, their faces full of fierce light, as if they were planning to join forces with each other and spray Langlie together!

It's not like this hasn't happened!

Once Langley has no reasonable explanation, he will face the crazy spitting of everyone, which is even more terrifying than the dragon's breath spitting!

"You ...... Are you muscular sticks really showing off your strong bodies?"

Master Langele threw away the ivory staff he used to "pretend", tore off his robe, wore only a short coat, and jumped off the podium.

"Come on, muscle-clubs, aren't you showing off your strong bodies, then open your eyes and see who's stronger!"

Langlie clenched his fists, raised his arms, and roared loudly.

"What's going on?"

Seeing Master Langlie's "crazy" move, all the legendary powerhouses present were stunned and dumbfounded.

Why are you kidding me? You old man, who is stronger than the legendary warriors? Langle, how much wine have you drunk?

"You, come here!"

In the stunned gaze of everyone, Langlie stretched out his hand and pointed at the strong man who was more than two meters tall, "Lord of Steel Rock Keynes, come here, let's test our strength!"

"You...... Seriously?"

The muscular Steelrock Lord touched his head and looked around, "You see, right? It's not me bullying him!

"Rub a fart, come here, the old man will beat you down!"

Possessed by the god of war, Master Langlet challenged the power of the "Steelrock Lord", the leader of the Muscle Stick.

"This ...... This kind of competition is really not challenging at all!"

The Lord of Steel Rock shook his head helplessly, walked out, and stretched out his arm towards Master Langley, "Langele, if you flash your old waist, don't blame me!"

"Take care of yourself! Don't let the old man sprain his hand!"

Langele snorted coldly, and stretched out his thin arm, the thickness of the steelstone lord's bucket, and put it together.

One is an arm like a dried bean sprout, and the other is a muscular knot, like an arm cast of steel and iron, and the two ...... Not an order of magnitude at all.

Is it still necessary to conduct this kind of competition?

The legendary powerhouses watching the battle below shook their heads speechlessly. The muscle sticks were laughing. The mages turned their heads away, not wanting to see the harsh reality.

"Come on, let me show you the results of the old man's research!"

Master Langlie roared, "Who doesn't have a strong body for a mage, the power of the Holy Light makes us mages not only wise and powerful, but also physically powerful!"

"You're so confident!"

The Steelrock Lord shook his head, "Master Langle, we have heard about the matter of magic strengthening the physique for a long time. However, no matter how strong it is, the mage's body will never be compared to that of a warrior!

The Steelstone Lord took a breath, and the muscles on his steel-cast arms throbbed, and a huge amount of power surged out like a tide of rage.

In everyone's opinion, as long as the Steelrock Lord used a little strength, Master Langele's thin arms and legs would definitely be defeated in an instant.

However......

Under the powerful power of the Steelrock Lord, Master Langle's slender and thin arms did not move at all.

"This can't be?"

The Steelrock Lord shouted with shock on his face!

"How is this possible?"

A group of legendary powerhouses watching the battle suddenly stood up and looked at Langlie with shocked faces.

Holy Light ...... Can a mage have a warrior's body......? This...... It's going to be a mess in the world!