"Damn it, did you use the blood shield to escape again?"
Lin Yu retracted his fist, shook his head and sighed as he looked at the dissipating blood mist.
Rebirth in the world of high martial arts.
Good news: Strength grows infinitely every day.
"You moved your wrist, strength +1."
"You moved your neck, your strength +1."
Bad news: There is no limit to the increase in strength. The bones seem to be lacking in calcium and cannot hold up. They are easily broken if I exert too much force. What should I do?
Lin Yu had no choice but to sit in the wheelchair. He first became Nian Xiu to control his body, so as not to accidentally sneeze and collapse the building.
Then think of ways to supplement calcium.
How to make up for it?
The fog is coming, ferocious beasts are raging, feeding on human blood, and everyone is in danger.
Some people ran away, some screamed, and some people knew they were going to die, but they struggled to draw the knife.
Only Lin Yu was sitting in a wheelchair with his eyes shining:
"Is this ferocious beast ferocious? Not ferocious, but it can be supplemented with calcium."
Real dragon?
Great supplement!
After tasting the sweetness, Lin Yu stood up from the wheelchair and lost control.
"Eat, eat, eat."
Ten-day volley?
Three thousand demon gods resurrected?
Just high-grade calcium tablets.
No one can stop me from taking calcium supplements!
Neither can God!
