He Tian's fist stopped on the fat man's nose, even touched the fat man's nose.

But the momentum is hidden.

The cultivation of chaotic holy body makes He Tian very well in control of his own power.

But the fat man is a little pale.

Although the fat man knows that the boss can't really smash it down. However, this state of fierce momentum, or frightened fat body is cold sweat.

If it's a little too close, fat people will be distressed. Fortunately, fortunately...

"Too weak!" He Tian put up his fist and said with a slight frown.

Others can't directly use regular energy to stimulate magic, but it just...