Boss, as a leader in the rankings, you don't care about grabbing monsters from us novices. You don't even let go of the copper coins and worthless white equipment we produced. This is a bit too much!
Hey, mosquito legs are still meat no matter how small they are. So what, another piece of white clothing exploded. You don't want me to take it away...
The surname is Lin! In the highly anticipated semi-finals of the elite competition with tens of millions of viewers, you just roll around in the ring and act shameless, but you actually shamelessly say that you want to decide the outcome with your opponent's guessing game?
Forget about guessing, and forget about the fact that you deliberately punched three seconds later than your opponent, but you, a swordsman with all your strength, still want to arm-wrestle with a fragile priest to decide the outcome without blushing or heartbeat, how can you still be a drugstore Bilian! All spectators strongly urge the referee to disqualify you from the competition!
Lin: I'm sorry. I didn't cheat or break any rules. Can we still be reasonable?
I have no reason to argue with you!
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This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
This introduction tells me what to do