"I can understand this, but I am an adult now. What kind of decision I make does not require my father to nod and agree." Koran said bluntly.

"You don't think you need it, but in our opinion, you need it." Moore said naturally.

Without the English-Generic Characteristics Head, Chen Zhao would definitely not have let Colan join the association.

And everyone can understand.

Although the Supernatural Association was led by Chen Zhao, everyone's strength has been greatly improved.

Moreover, the resources and treatment in the association are much better than in the past.

But there are still certain dangers in every task.

Even Chen Zhao cannot absolutely guarantee everyone's safety.

For example, underground adventures encountered a crisis.

If Chen Zhao hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Of course, no one in the Supernatural Association can shake Chen Zhao's authority.

Moore still remembers how their lives were before Chen Zhao became their president.

A monthly salary is enough to have enough food.

Their headquarters was converted from a second-floor warehouse in that abandoned neighborhood.

Mo Yide even works as a part-time street gangster.

I have to calculate a handful of magic phosphorus, whether it has been sprinkled too much.

After Chen Zhao came, the first thing he did was to kill Waukis, the borer of the association.

Then their good days came.

And their strength has also increased to an unbelievable level without realizing it.

That was the strength they all had to look up to in the past.

Chen Zhao may not manage the association very much.

But for anyone in the association, Chen Zhao is a well-deserved leader.

"What if my strength surpasses my dad?"

"Uh..." Moore looked at Koran with a surprised look: "Engelite's strength is many times stronger than you."

"He can do it, I can do it," Colan said resolutely.

"I won't talk about whether you can do it, even if your strength exceeds English, the president will not agree."

"Then I will defeat your president."

Puchi

Moore's view of Colan is that the ignorant is fearless.

"You don't understand how powerful our president is."

"It's up to man."

"Well, I appreciate your courage and your confidence."

Although More is not optimistic about Colan, he still admires his arrogance and confidence.

"How many ranks are you in your supernatural association?"

"I don't know." Moore thought for a while: "It should be the countdown."

"Then I'll start with you."

"What starts with me? Do you want to beat me?"

"That's right." Koran nodded: "I don't think your clone magic is better than mine."

"Uh...this is the case, then you can try it." Moore shrugged.

Colan stared at Moore and suddenly accelerated and rushed over.

Colan just wanted to push Moore down, not to hurt him.

But, the moment Corran's hand touched Moore.

Moore had grabbed Corran's wrist and stretched out his feet and kicked.

Koran fell to the ground, his face full of shock.

Because Moore kicked him down completely with fighting skills.

"How could this happen? I'm obviously much faster than you..."

"Our association not only practices magic, but also practices fighting." Moore said calmly: "Many of our opponents are melee attacks. I am the weakest fighting technique in the association. Your only advantage is speed, but your fighting awareness is too weak."

"I don't believe it... I was just careless just now."

Colan was much more cautious this time, and this time he punched Moore.

But this time I just made a small step away and tripped.

Because the castration was too fast, Koran rolled on the ground for several rounds before he stopped.

"It's so weak. I don't use magic, you've already fallen." Moore sneered.

Moore passed the first floor of the Trial Tower.

Every time in the trial tower, he is under the siege of hundreds of monsters.

Even if you have a poor consciousness, you will transform into a fighting expert.

"I don't believe it...ah..."

"I don't accept it...ah..."

Corran stood up again and again, and was knocked down by Moore again and again.

Colan felt a little ashamed.

The other party was just a child a few years younger than him.

He actually played with himself in the midst of applause.

After a few attempts, Colan did not get up again.

He wanted to try it again.

But it was injured.

After being knocked down by Moore several times, he is not only tired, but also in pain all over his body.

"More, who is better than you or my dad?"

"Your father, his current strength is close to the first echelon."

"First Echelon? Are you the president?"

"No, the president's strength is much stronger than the first tier. Everyone in our association joins forces and it is impossible to defeat the president."

"So awesome?"

Colan really has no idea about the so-called power.

He couldn't even find out Moore's strength.

What's more, let him understand what Moore called the first echelon.

As for what Moore said, it can razed the area to the ground.

Colan had never seen it.

But when Colan saw Moore talking about their president.

The glitter in the eyes is like the look of fans when they talk about their idols.

This made him look a little despised.

"Are you unconvinced?" Moore asked with his head down.

"I'm just a beginner, sooner or later I'll beat you all."

The two left the area.

Colan has no plans to go home for the time being, and Moore doesn't care. Anyway, just follow him.

...

Amy rushed to the hotel where she stayed in England.

Because she discovered that English had taken Silan away and did not inform her.

This inevitably made Amy think about it.

She thought English wanted to divorce her and also snatch her children.

And how she calls English today, English is shut down.
To be continued...