Thinking of this, Claude felt less unhappy.

His father has been dead for many years and is still being pulled out to greet him, which is undoubtedly provoking him.

But Eric actually regarded him as his son, so it was actually Cloud who greeted him.

Emmm~ Sure enough, are you still as stupid as you were back then?

Thinking of what happened back then, and having been in good mood recently, Claude laughed again, like calm and calm: "I beat the can of iron, when I called him Dad, you were not so brave."

When Eric heard this familiar "despicable name" and Claude's smiling face, he suddenly overlapped with the face of that year.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly reacted, took a step back suddenly, crossed his hands to block his chest: "Are you? A silly lion?!"

Among the words, surprise was the vast majority, and there was a little relief, and a little bit... maybe it was a surprise.

After all, the two are also considered "old friends".

Claude curled his lips and glared at Gene: It was all this big mouth, and he screamed without any trouble, but he was learned by these "old friends".

Gene was stared at me for no reason: You were really stupid at the time. You didn’t take up too much good things, and you were willing to give them to me as agreed.

Eric realized that he was staying and retreated, and even made a defensive posture. He felt the surprised eyes of his subordinates behind him fell on his back, and he was immediately embarrassed: I forgot that I had my subordinates for a while.

Feeling a little embarrassed, he quickly made up for it: "Hmph, you have been hiding for so many years, have you been beaten up? Come on, let me see if your strength has declined."

Eric is still confident about his current strength.

After being beaten by Claude once, he learned from his mistakes over the years and had a smooth flow. His strength increased more than twice as quickly as before.

I also tried it with several other old oracles, but they all had the upper hand, and few people dared to provoke it.

Today, maybe you can avenge the "beat-up" one.

Gene's expression was quite subtle: Are you looking for a fight, or a fight, or a fight?

Of course, his feet did not stop, and he immediately retreated hundreds of meters: move a little away so as not to be bad if he waited and splashed all over the body.

It is impossible to splash blood. You can tell what this guy is like by looking at Eric’s title. He has a very thick skin and is so easy to bleed. At most, he is just a bruised nose and swollen face.

Claude was not surprised. This guy had a weird vanity and often provoked others by relying on his thick skin.

But because of his thick skin, he wanted a little vanity. Most of them knew that they couldn't kill him, so they beat him away, or simply gave in.

There is no way, the oracle mechanic has outstanding running speed and its endurance is far superior to other professions.

If Eric can't win, he will run away. If he can win, he will hear others admit defeat, otherwise he will pester him.

Privately, the oracle circles call this guy "Tin Dog", which is the real "slander" of this guy.

As for canned iron, I just don’t want to cause trouble when face-to-face.

Knowing this guy's routine, Claude smiled and said, "Then you have to survive my divine power first, and then talk about it."

The last word was slightly drawn, and Claude had released his divine power and focused it on Eric as much as possible.

Gathering to strengthen the power of divine power is also a normal method of medium oracle level.

You can also do it at the elementary oracle level, but the effect and fluency are much worse.

Claude did this obviously because he didn't want to fight with this iron dog.

This guy is a little stupid and annoying, but he is not an enemy, and he still has some friendships that are not acquainted with each other.

When he mentioned that this guy was coming to Buffalo, Cloud had already figured out a solution.

Then why did you have to hit him back then? At that time, wasn’t Claude still a primary oracle level, and it wouldn’t hurt this guy if he didn’t hit him.

As Claude launched, a powerful pressure enveloped Eric, causing him to sink all over and bend his waist.

He subconsciously released his divine power to fight against him, offsetting this powerful suppression force.

The pressures of both sides were entangled, and they did not give in to each other, and began to rise step by step.

Eric's men had already begun to step back.

It’s not that they are timid, but in a non-combat state, the extraordinary level cannot withstand this kind of barefoot pressure.

Moreover, the method of oppression competition is also considered a "literary competition", and is mostly used among oracles who do not want to fight directly.

The boss didn't say anything, that was because he accepted the "Wenbi". Naturally, there was no need for them to stay where they could endure the disaster.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds, and as time goes by, these subordinates find something wrong: Damn, what kind of immortal character is the opposite person? The boss seems to... want to kneel down?

Eric's huge body has gradually bent down at this moment, and he no longer has the domineering and majestic appearance of the past, but he has a bit of a bear-like appearance.

From the beginning, the divine power released by Claude never relaxed, and he always suppressed him.

Half a minute later, Eric had released his own pressure to the extreme, but... he still couldn't compare.

He whispered in despair: Are you wrong? Why is it so strong? Why is it even stronger than before?

No need to guess, just look at Claude's faint smile on his face and his relaxed body, and you will know that you have not put all your strength into it.

But... Eric is sure that he has reached his limit!

From this point of view, he knew that Claude's control over divine particles was at least 20-30%, otherwise it would not be so easy.

Eric squeezed an awkward smile on his face and said with difficulty: "Boss Ke, I admit defeat. I'll treat you later."

Claude chuckled, and did not immediately retract the pressure of his divine power. Instead, he increased his strength again, leaned forward slightly, and turned his head to listen: "Really? I won't come to me to "compete" again in a few days, right?"

Eric felt his bones clattering, and the air in his lungs seemed to be almost out of nowhere.

If this continues, he will have to kneel down on the spot, which is undoubtedly even more embarrassing.

If you act directly, you will definitely be beaten by Claude again and again, that is not a matter of embarrassment.

He has been bragging for more than ten years and has been completely ruined at once. Why haven’t he died directly from his subordinates?

If it were other oracles, they might not care. They were strong enough, so whoever dared to whine was just right.

But Eric is not. What he wants most is that face, or face.

It’s nothing to admit defeat. It can be said that I don’t want to fight to the death. I smile when I meet you.

But if you are beaten up by someone, it will be difficult to get over it.

He once again squeezed out a more sincere danger: "I'm sure, Boss Ke. This is only once, so I won't be the case."

Claude stood up straight and instantly withdrew his divine pressure: "That's good, I'm the most afraid of trouble. Remember, I will do it directly next time."

Eric's body suddenly straightened, and almost fell to the sky. He took a step back and shook twice before he stood firm.

Hearing this, he shook his head quickly: "No, I'm not that stupid..."
Chapter completed!