unscrupulous angel

"Master, I hope that Master can let the young disciple play in this first battle." The thin and small boy turned around and said to Clark very respectfully.

Clark thought for a while, and said, "Yes, but be more careful. This fat man is very powerful. If you are careless, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to win."

The thin and small boy nodded vigorously, and said: "Master, don't worry, this little apprentice will definitely win the first battle for Master!"

Clark nodded slightly and said nothing more.

The thin and small boy named Divalo was his apprentice two years ago.Regardless of how thin and small Divalo looks, he seems to be very weak.But its qualifications are quite remarkable.

When he was accepted as an apprentice two years ago, he was just an ordinary person.But in just two years, he has become a pseudo-god-level peak powerhouse!

Such a rapid improvement in strength is inseparable from Clark's use of countless natural and earth treasures for him, but his own super aptitude and his inhuman willpower are also extremely important.

With him playing, Clark is quite at ease.

"I thought there would be a bully, but I didn't expect a frail little guy to come out. Didn't he look down on me?!" The fat man glanced at Divalo, curled his lips, and put on an extremely prelude look, Said.

Pseudo-god-level pinnacle?Fatty really doesn't care now.What happened to the peak of the pseudo-god level?He is also a pseudo-god-level peak cultivation base.With the same level of cultivation, he who has received part of Duan Hao's inheritance is not afraid of anyone!

After listening to Fatty's words, Divalo sneered, grabbed his right hand towards the void, and held his weapon, a long sword, in his hand, "Fatty, you will definitely die in this battle!"

"Fuck you!" The fat man was furious. This guy is indeed a fat man, but he hates people calling him fat.It doesn't matter if acquaintances call it that.Others call him fat, that's not acceptable!

"Male Gobi! You little bastard is just meowing and hiding in your mother's arms to suckle, and he's meowing out to be Senima! I'll wipe it, just your dry and thin physique, old man If you fart, you'll be blown away!" The fat man raised his left finger and pointed at Divalo, yelling, "Malle Gobi, I'm a famous man, if you let others know, I'll kill you Little bastard, that shouldn't affect Lao Tzu's glorious image!"