"Sure enough, actions are more convincing than words!"
After releasing the power of the holy light, Langley found that the Legendary Masters who were chatting while munching on melon seeds were all serious. This made Langley feel much better.
Hmph! You short-sighted people, I'll broaden your horizons and let you feel the greatness of the holy light. Let's see if you still dare to look down on me!
The bright radiance shone even more fiercely. In this radiance that shrouded the entire hall, a vast and majestic power surged like a raging tide.
"Damn it! Langley, are you going to blow up your own Wizard Tower? "
Feeling the enormous power condensing above their heads, the faces of the Legendary Masters in the hall changed drastically, their faces full of vigilance.
Some of the more cautious mages even activated defensive spells.
This was not because they suspected Langley of harming them, but … the magic accidents of Wizards were simply endless.
In the so-called "academic report", accidents occurred while demonstrating new results, blowing up all the participants in the meeting. This kind of thing happened more than once or twice!
"Hahahaha! Don't worry! The power of the holy light is much safer than you think! "
Langley laughed and waved the magic staff in his hand, retracting the radiance that shrouded the hall. "Everyone, this is the power of the holy light! How is it? Is this power strong? Haha! This is the result of my research, this is my great discovery! "
"It is indeed a very powerful power!"
The majestic power that shrouded the hall just now was deeply felt by everyone present, and they all acknowledged the powerful power of the holy light.
"But … what does this have to do with us?"
A burly man who was more than two meters tall and had bulging muscles as if he was cast in iron picked up his glass and took a sip. He exhaled a mouthful of alcohol and stood up, "Langley, we melee professionals are not like you mages. We fight with our muscles and fists. What does your holy light have to do with us? "
"Hahahaha! That's right! That's right! "
A man wearing heavy armor next to him laughed and nodded. "Although we Knights not only rely on our muscles and fists, we also use swords! But that barbarian Keynes is right, we can't use the holy light! "
"Compared to you skinny bamboos who only know how to cast spells, us men rely on our strong bodies! We don't need the holy light! "
The other brawny man also laughed loudly in agreement.
"You bunch of musclemen, intelligence is your greatest strength. Brainless idiots, you're not even qualified to learn spells! "
"You muscleheads, how dare you look down on Mages?"
In the venue, the melee professionals and Mages began to curse at each other! The flames of war swirled in the air, smears splattered in all directions, and it was a complete mess.
"Bastard! This is my academic report! This is not a place for you to curse! "
Master Langley stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, so depressed that he vomited blood!
This was not the first time something like this had happened! In the past gatherings, the conflict between the muscular man and the skinny bamboo pole was simply endless.
"Master Langley, isn't it simple to solve this problem?"
Li Yu looked at the Legendary powerhouses below with a smile on his face. He then turned to Master Langlie and smiled. "Didn't you come up with a way to strengthen the body with Holy Light? Who said that mages couldn't fight at close range? Use your iron fist of justice to teach them a lesson! "
"Yes! Yes! Fist of Holy Light! Iron Fist of Justice! "
Master Langley's eyes lit up, and the ivory staff in his hand slammed down heavily. He roared, "Shut up! All of you, shut up for me! "
"Hmm?"
Langley's roar interrupted the cursing of the melee professionals and Mages. Everyone turned their heads to look at Langley with a fierce look on their faces. It seemed that they intended to join forces and curse at Langley!
This kind of thing had happened before!
Once Langley did not have a reasonable explanation, he would face the crazy spitting of everyone. It was even more terrifying than the dragon's breath!
"You … you bunch of muscleheads, are you really showing off your strong bodies?"
Master Langley threw away the ivory staff he used to "show off," tore off his robe, and jumped off the podium wearing only a short coat.
"Come on! Muscleheads! Aren't you showing off your strong bodies? Then I'll let you broaden your horizons and see who's stronger! "
Langley clenched his fists, raised his arms, and roared loudly.
"What's going on?"
Seeing Master Langley's "crazy" actions, all the Legendary Masters present were dumbfounded.
Are you f * cking kidding me? You're an old man, a skinny bamboo pole, and you want to compete with a Legendary Warrior to see who's stronger? Langley, how much wine have you drunk?
"You, come here!"
Under the stunned gazes of everyone, Langley pointed at the two-meter-tall muscular man. "Iron Cliff Lord Keynes, come here, let's compete in strength!"
"You … are serious?"
The muscular Iron Cliff Lord rubbed his bald head and looked around. "Did you see that? I'm not bullying him! He came to me himself! "
"What are you dawdling for? Come here, I'll beat you to the ground! "
Master Langley seemed to be possessed by the God of War as he challenged the leader of the muscleheads, the Iron Cliff Lord.
"This … this kind of competition is really not challenging at all!"
The Iron Cliff Lord shook his head helplessly, stepped forward, and extended his arm to Master Langley. "Langley, if you sprain your back, don't blame me!"
"Just take care of yourself! Don't let me sprain your arm! "
Langley snorted and extended his skinny arm to block the Iron Cliff Lord's arm that was as thick as a bucket.
One arm was as thin as a bean sprout, the other was muscular as if cast from steel. The two … were not in the same order of magnitude.
Was there a need for this kind of competition to continue?
The Legendary Masters watching the battle shook their heads speechlessly. The muscleheads were laughing. The Mages turned their heads away, not wanting to see the cruel reality.
"Come, I'll show you the results of my research!"
Master Langley roared. "Who said that Mages don't have strong bodies? The power of the Holy Light makes us Mages not only strong in wisdom, but also in body! "
"You're so confident!"
The Iron Cliff Lord shook his head. "Master Langley, we've heard about the matter of magic strengthening the physique. However, no matter how much it's strengthened, a Mage's body can never be compared to a Warrior's! I'll let you see the truth! "
The Iron Cliff Lord took a deep breath, and the muscles on his arms that seemed to be cast from steel pulsated. A huge force surged out like a raging tide.
In everyone's opinion, as long as the Iron Cliff Lord used a little bit of strength, Master Langley's skinny arms and legs would be defeated in an instant.
However …
Under the Iron Cliff Lord's powerful strength, Master Langley's thin and skinny arms did not budge at all.
"This is impossible!"
The Iron Cliff Lord shouted in shock!
"How is this possible?"
The group of Legendary powerhouses who were watching the battle suddenly stood up and looked at Langley in shock.
The Holy Light … could make a Mage have a body comparable to a Warrior's? This … this … this was going to cause chaos!
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