He disdainfully said, "With that appearance, you want to become the Demon King? Truly boastful."
This statement completely ignited the fury in Bashan Tiger and Yi Hailong's hearts. The two little monsters charged forward proactively, and as soon as they made a move, they noticed a change in themselves. Apparently, the continuous grinding of the green stone had invisibly enhanced their physique and mana. By now, they were no longer the naive beings they once were.
Their robust mana seemed endless, and their strengthened bodies also harbored immense strength. Bashan Tiger, with a gentle punch, sent an approaching little monster flying, feeling his own strength, his eyes flickered with disbelief.
"Haha, a bunch of weaklings, let Grandpa Bashan Tiger keep you company."
