: 1703 is irrelevant to trials?

"嘭!"
When the thunderous squeaking sound rang in the whole room, the violent wind of the impact force broke out like a spiral, blowing the furniture, tea sets and tableware in the room.
And the one that carries the power of Wan Hao is firmly caught at the center of the impact.
Gaffer’s angry punch, the way he stayed in the position, raised one hand and wrapped the thin but extremely powerful fist with his palm.
"whispering sound…"
This made Garfield unable to help but sinisterly said something.

Even in this state, can you do this?

Although Gaffer did not think that he could easily cause any harm in the other side, the performance in the party was beyond his expectations.
At least, Gaffer can be sure that his own angerful blow, even in the absence of animalization, is enough to crush a rock that is taller than a human.
Such a blow, even if it can not cause any harm to the square, but the impact itself can make the bed lying in the square broken, and then the bottom can also let the underlying floor with the force cracked.
However, none of these phenomena have occurred.
Because, Fang Li will all the strengths of Jia Fei's one hit, all cleverly unloaded.
The singular winds of the genius are the unloading powers that confuse the performance of the airflow, not just the shock wave.
after all…
"Even if my status is wrong, but this level is still a matter of course, or the lesson of last night is still too small, let you look at me a little?"
The moment when the calm words fell, the impact reappeared.
"Boom----!"
In the smothering of an empty gun, the hand in the square was just a shock, and Gaffer was shocked to retreat on the spot.
Regardless of the embarrassing Gaffer, the square held up a heavy body and leaned on the back of the bed.
"Calm down?"
Fang Li has not been affected by the tone from beginning to end, so to speak.
"If I don't calm down, I still have the strength to continue playing with you."
It’s like laughing and laughing, and letting Geff, who has a bad temper, is also on the spot.
"This monster..."
Garfield finally spit out the taboo words.
Fang Li can behave so well in this state, it seems to have caused a big blow to Gaffer.
After all, Gaffer has always been proud of his strength.
Now, Fang Li is letting Gaffel understand what is human.
In fact, the current state of Fang Li is not as easy as Gaffer thinks.
The body is heavy, the consciousness is ambiguous, and there is also a high fever. Even the eyeballs are burning. It seems that even the nerve reaction has become a bit slow, so that there is almost no difference between the square and the serious injury.
If Gaffer is animalized, the power that was expressed last night will never be so easy.
But in the absence of animalization, Gaffer has not even entered the third level. With this level of power, unless the limbs in the square are broken, they will not be able to cope.
Of course, even if Gaffer is beastified, although Fang Li can't calmly deal with it, it does not mean that there is no way to deal with it.
The current party is no longer as weak as before.
Even if you want to kill him, he must have at least a weighty attack.
And Gaffer, obviously didn't get that weight.
"Compared to the incomprehensible temperament and the movement will not play, it will play the amazing power of the witch, you are also better to deal with, the guardian of the sanctuary."
In spite of Gaffer’s emotions, Shi Fang’s opening.
"And then again, I have participated in the witch's tea party. Is this something that makes you anxious? What are you worried about? What will happen when I meet the witch? What will make you unhappy?"
The calm question in the party was replaced by the silence of Garfield.
Immediately, Gaffer was a little annoyed, and his foot was forced to lie on the floor.
"Snapped!"
In the crisp sound, the floor was directly cracked.
Gaffer took a deep breath and snorted.
"No matter what you encounter at the tea party, what you see, and what you plan to do, this uncle doesn't care."
"But there is one thing to remind you."
Garfield stared at the party, and it sounded like this.
"Don't do anything that is irrelevant to trials, otherwise..."
Even if you know that you can't beat it, and you will not be able to get out of this life, you have to drag you down to hell.
This kind of discourse, Gaffer did not say it.
However, the determination is quite clear.
With such a warning left, Gaffer turned around and left directly.
The side did not look in the direction of Garfield, just leaning the body against the back of the bed, letting the blurred vision face the ceiling, frowning thinking.
"What the is that guy afraid?"
That's right.
It is fear.
Even if Gaffer was pretending to be fierce, his rude actions were telling the party that Gaffer was afraid.
Not afraid of this person in the party, but afraid of what the person in the party is doing.
This "Sanctuary" must have something that Gaffer attaches to so much that the other party knows the situation and still runs to question the party, even at the expense of the other party.
"With the self-respect of that guy, will you shoot someone who has fallen seriously?"
Even if Gaffir did this, the party did not have a prejudice against it, but analyzed Gaffell's personality from an objective perspective.
According to Fang Li’s understanding of Garfield, Juffair’s teenager, who claims to be the strongest man in the world, even if he is not willing to be dissatisfied with the fact that he is defeated in the hands of the party, will he be challenged again and again. Correct.
It’s not like what Gaffer would do, like this.
"The reason...?...?"
Fang silently thought.
At the same time, deep inside is also the face of the witch who has been replaced by curiosity with all the desires.
"It seems that all this is also because of the witch..."
A strong witch, Ai Jidona.
Whether it is a "sacred domain" or a trial, even a tea party can do so many things, and it does not bear the name of a witch.
but…
"This account, I will write it down for you first..."
Perhaps, for others, being stared at by a witch is a terrible thing.
You need to tell others...
"It’s not so easy for a murdered ghost to stare at it?"
After such a faint declaration, the square lay back on the bed and closed his eyes again.
It didn't take long for the steady breathing to reverberate.
The party in a bad state has not found it.
Outside the room, a figure is leaning against it.
In the hand, a book with a black cover was turned over, as if it was confirmed. The clown took a look at the direction of the room and then slowly walked away.