After complaining, Bico did as Al had instructed, and sent the full amount of the month's share of the few days to Brut's house. She looked very open, and after a while, she changed her mind and began to think about how to get more benefits from this thigh. Al just went home to his mother, solved those troubles, and gave them a steady order. Could this young master of the iron-blooded family be worse than a captain of the personal guard?

As it turned out, yes, this is a super thigh, and new orders require a threefold expansion of the workshop. Although the amount of money is less, the level of contact is wider, and the dragon lady Bico likes money, but like Al, money has never been the goal they have been fighting for for a long time.

Al, who was in a bad mood, was still on the side of the new recipe that Brut had sent to Bico, and he hadn't read much lately, wandering around the streets. Occasionally go to Taotao street stalls, hoping that something good will bring him unknown joy.

"Al, Al!" was a little hoarse in his loud voice during the voice change, but he couldn't hide his happiness and joy.

Al put down the small object in his hand, and also turned back excitedly, Amanda came back after almost a year of being out on a mission in the special forces of the military department.

At this time he had grown a tall head, tall and strong, with a little fuzzy beard on his immature face. happily pounced on the friend he hadn't seen for a year, and hugged the little fat man Al in his arms to express his miss for his friend.

"Al, why are you still so short. "Don't laugh at me as soon as you come back, I'm annoyed too."

"Haha, I've got a gift for you, I've collected a whole box of your favorite books."

"Bring a present, bring a present, put me down" Al struggled to push Amanda away

"Let me try my toss, I've always wanted to learn from Big Brother Tao," Amanda laughed as she threw Al into the air.

Al, who was tossed, suddenly looked to the side in the air, and Amanda just played around and put Al down.

Al straightened his clothes and saluted a teenager strolling in the distance.

He was as short as Al, but no one dared to laugh at him, wearing a black and red armor, and his invisible cold aura drove away the pedestrians around him.

"Welcome back, Master Ruoman"

"Thomas, are you ready?" said Ruoman, staring coldly and frantically at Al as he saluted him.

"Let me see you this year, how strong your dreams have made you"

"Don't let me down, Thomas. ”

"I'll Kill You"

Aoman smashed the ground with a punch, and Al, who dodged it, knew he wasn't joking.

"Al!" Amanda was anxious to go to save Al, but was indifferently stopped by a big man who suddenly appeared.

"Stand down, don't disturb Master Lu Aoman's interest"

It was the head of a family who commanded him with a higher rank and an order than his heir.

"This is Orete's sacred challenge"

Looking at Lu Oman, who only had a pair of crazy eyes under the armor, and his posture of killing him alive in every move, Al recalled that Lu Oman was still young and immature in the boy camp, and his heart was complicated.

He's a good Oret who puts his fist out of distractions.

Gather gas.

Each of Oret has one or three weapons, but Al is best at military combat with his super-fast reflexive perception and extensive knowledge of human body.

Grab, lock, hammer, boom, joint strike, weak point strike, continuous strike

With a "bang", Al gathered a punch on Lu Oman's armor, hitting the heavy Rou Oman unstable, and Al took the leg sweep and kicked Rou Oman into the air with one leg.

Al looked at Ruoman, who was leaning in the air and was also looking at him, and instead of taking the kick, he grabbed the choke of the steel armor. Rouoman also grabbed Al's collar with his steel gloves, and with his other hand, he reflexively propped Al to the ground, and it was a sudden explosion.

Alpo spat out a mouthful of blood, just like the thief that day, and the sheer force made him bounce on the hard concrete floor. But that thief didn't have Oret's strong bloodline and physical qualities cultivated since childhood. Al rolled on the ground in embarrassment to dodge a punch from a suddenly enraged Ruoman, and the huge force smashed the armor into shape.

"Are you still only a little bit of three-legged cat kung fu, and what about your ridiculous magic?" said Ruoman sneering as he continued to walk towards Al.

Al calmed down and used his family's secret technique to stabilize his injuries, and fought with Lu Oman with punches and kicks. He had only just been promoted to a first-class mage, and the spells he mastered were no different from tickling for Lu Oman, who had also graduated from the Boy Camp with excellent grades and had the powerful Oret bloodline.

Both of them are good at boxing, one relies on fighting momentum and is as fast as the wind, and the other relies on the flesh to reflect the same body shape like a shadow, one punch and three punches, fists to the flesh. Al was beaten and fractured everywhere, Al endured the pain and punched Lu Aoman's armor to deform, and the white fat hands without the blessing of fighting spirit rolled up in flesh and blood, which was miserable

"Yes, that's it, it's still up to the power of our bloodline" "Give up that ridiculous magic and come back, Thomas" Looman laughed maniacally.

Al, who was beaten out of real fire, rushed towards Rouoman in a rage.

"You stupid mortals, how do you know what I'm after!"

Gather energy, sweep legs, and kick to the sky. Al kicked Rouoman into the air, his hands clasped together, and the magic condensed around him.

He didn't understand what Ruoman's expectations and disappointments were for him. Is it because he didn't do well that he felt that his investment had failed? Did he want him to go back to his family and work for him?

Then come and see, this ridiculous magic.

This is my work, Ruoman.

Are you satisfied?!!

"The model is built. Thomas's cold shelling"

Circles of magic spread out on Ar's head, and visible air deformations were compressed into a single mass. He roared "Bang!" at the falling Ruoman and let out a loud "Bang!" A huge air cannon sent Ruoman into the air again, spurting blood, and his armor spilled blood in the air like a leak.

"Bang!" There was another loud bang, and the visible air mass erupted, sending Lu Oman flying again, and the already tattered armor twisted and deformed with a piercing screech.

"Ahh Al roared and pumped the dry mana out of his body.

One more shot! One more shot! Show you self-righteous fools my ridiculous magic!

"That's enough! Al! you're going to kill Looman."

Amanda stopped the crazy Al, and Al regained a little of his senses, interrupting the mana of the spell and causing Al to fall to his knees and bleed.

"Bang" Lu Oman landed steadily from the sky, kneeling on one knee and suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Huh... Rouman chuckled, a little frustrated with defeat. I don't know if Frustrated was defeated by Al, or Frustrated didn't bring Al back to the family.

Spit out the blood from his mouth, stood up straight, turned around, and left under the service of his attendants.

"I'll come back to you again, Thomas"