Makar vanished in an instant. Then, more than ten seconds later, a column of water appeared on the surface of the sea in the distance.

Seeing this poor guy turn into a 'baseball', Liel smiled slightly. A fly is finally out of here. Even if he doesn't die, this lesson is enough for him to lie in bed for a few months, and when he meets a beautiful girl in the future, it will have a psychological shadow.

But one fly went away, and the second flew again.

A burly figure appeared on the beach next to her, with a hideous silhouette.

Li'er didn't look back, and asked casually while continuing to wipe the sunscreen. "Is that how you get close to women?"

"Women are just tools to vent and reproduce." A hoarse voice came from behind him, it was a man in black armor, his face completely covered by the armor, and his expression could not be seen clearly. But the flickering red light in his eye sockets told everyone how dangerous he was.

"Woman!" He said this to Li'er, his tone of disdain indescribable. "I don't care which wise man arranged your appearance, but you'd better understand your identity, Lord Saros is a genius of our people, not something that a lowly creature like you can approach, since you are lucky enough to get this opportunity, you should know how to be reserved."

"From now on, you are Lord Saros's personal belongings. If you are not careful, then not only yourself will be in trouble, but all those who come into contact with you and who are close to you will be in trouble. ”

Speaking of this, the burly man snorted slightly, and a powerful thought swept like a storm, suddenly setting off huge waves several meters high on the surrounding sea. The tide rushed onto the beach and nearly swallowed Lil.

This is a demonstration, and he wants to make sure that Li'er understands what awe is.

To be honest, a burly man has never had a good impression of a life like Li'er from the low-level world. The tolerance of outsiders was limited to the solicitation department, but he was a combatant. Born with a sense of superiority. What's more, he is also a subordinate of Lord Salos, and his privileges are enough to run rampant in the clan. Not to mention a small low-level life, even when he encounters a clansman from the Sand Clan, isn't he just as domineering?

A life in the realm of the lower world. is still the most worthless woman, who can be crushed to death with one finger.

It's just that he won't understand that the seemingly mediocre woman in front of him at the moment is a hidden tyrannosaurus. Beneath that white and silky skin is a powerful tendon that the Cosmic Star Beast can't match, destroying the power of the stars.

So Lil didn't react to his words at all, and she didn't even have the interest to look back. Just asked casually.

"Who are you? Mind my business? ”

"Hmph." A hint of anger flashed in the burly man's eyes, and he forcibly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart. Although Li'er's identity is nothing to him, after all, he is a person hand-picked by a wise man, and he can't be unruly.

"My name is Saboyar. He is the squire of my lord Lord Saros. You'd better remember the name because you continue to be presumptuous in your words. Then this name will be your nightmare and the end. ”

With that, Saboyar didn't bother to say a word to the stupid woman, and turned around to leave.

But at the moment when he turned around, he found that an equally burly man appeared on the embankment not far away, and saw that his upper body was naked and covered with scars, wearing only a pair of shorts, and holding a surfboard in his hand. The board shimmered silvery-white in the sunlight and was clearly made of alloy. And the man's gaze was just as oppressive, grinning at him. A mouthful of snow-white teeth is exposed.

Not knowing what the road was about, Saboyar felt that the man's smile was glaring, so he raised his head, ready to teach the man a lesson.

A planetary-level feeling of thought is brewing in the center of the eyebrows. It's like a storm projectile that compresses the path of the road many times is released in an instant, and once it hits, the entire embankment will be torn apart. This is definitely a big accident for the ninth beach in the peace zone, but Saboyar doesn't care.

Anyway, his fighters are only in charge of fighting. Naturally, other departments are responsible for the finishing touches.

But at the same time, he suddenly saw the man also put down his surfboard and punched him. The scarred arm exploded. It turned out to be a punch that collided with his storm projectile. The tangible fist collided violently with the invisible contemplative projectile, emitting a thunderous explosion. Then the man staggered back as if drunk, but the projectile shot backwards at a faster speed!!

What the!?

Saboyar's pupils shrank sharply, and he only took a step back in a hurry, and the storm projectile slammed into his forehead. Hearing a muffled bang, his visor suddenly shattered and shot out, and his face was covered with blood!

But this is only the surface, what really makes Saboyar suffer is Zhihai, the storm projectile is reflected back and stirs wildly in Zhihai, only the pain is so painful that he almost doesn't scream. That's all his strength, but at the moment, it's all acting on himself, and it's been at least doubled! Even if Saboyar himself knew the sea and was solid, he couldn't help but be devastated like this. The whole person took several steps back one after another. The mind was muddled as if it had been bombarded with a hammer.

This is still the storm projectile that belongs to him, if he is stirred by other strong people and this way, I am afraid that he will lose consciousness even if he does not die at this moment, and he will definitely not be able to recover in a few months.

But Saboyar cared more about the shirtless man than the pain.

Who is he!?

Why do you have such a strange amount of power, and you can even reflect your thoughts!? Tangible matter reflects invisible power! Hell, are the rules of the universe out of order? How could such an incredible phenomenon happen?

Saboyar's heart stirred up, but the quality of his years of fighting drove him to react most reasonably, and his burly body bounced like a cannonball, and he punched the man.

This action was his fighting instinct, and he didn't realize that something was wrong until it was done. This is Wenglel in the peaceful area, wouldn't this all-out blow of his own go through the entire Void City? The privileges of combatants are not unlimited, and if they destroy them at will, even their own masters, Salos, will be blamed!

Saboyar felt a wave of regret in the lightning, but it was too late. His strength had all been condensed in this punch, and he didn't want to take it at all, so he could only watch as his fist slammed down, slamming down towards the man and the ground under him.

The man raised his head at the same time and grinned again, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth.

Then he bent down slightly, and his right hand drew a huge arc from the bottom up, and slammed it upwards.

The next moment, Saboyar felt a terrifying strange force follow, and he actually rolled into the sky......

The armor outside his body shattered, and Saboyar had a burst of realization.

Isn't this your own fist power? (To be continued......)