This means that this single contact and collision is at the level of world power.

The fake Duriel's energy source is limited, so he will never engage in any warm-up or test battle with you. He will go all out from the beginning. He must drive the tester back to his hometown, or even get married.

It can be seen that it has exhausted all its strength, and even the insect belly on the lower body is raised high. There are terrifying veins popping up on the outside, as if it will burst at any time.

The stuffed bear standing opposite it, in a deadlock with it, was not relaxed either. It looked like it was using all its strength to support itself. The soft brown bear fur all over its body was trembling.

It was trembling and beating, and a large amount of steam was emitted from the body, just like a machine that was operating at severe high temperature and overloaded and could only be cooled by watering continuously.

And...just as I expected, it turned out that we were evenly matched and it turned into a stalemate.

So... that's why I said... I hate... I hate this kind of unskilled battle!

Never before has the strength of the Hell Fighting Bear been displayed so vividly, and it was still unable to suppress the opponent.

Although I say I hate it, in fact, it is very satisfying, and the blood in my whole body is boiling, and it is getting closer to the warning line of madness.

Along with this boiling and rushing blood, the sickle hand holding on top of the head is also trembling, and is raised bit by bit.

"Ouch——!!"

Seemingly aware that this stalemate would be more detrimental to it, the fake Duriel lowered his head and bit him without hesitation.

I brought its alien-shaped head and jagged mouth up, and before the mouth reached it, the icy blue breath sprayed out from it made the back of my head cool and I woke up completely.

Your sister, don’t you know that a gentleman can use his hands but not his words?!

The strength in his hand was withdrawn, and his body fell down as the sickle was cut down. On the contrary, the two stubby bear legs kicked up, just on the chin of the fake Duriel, kicking his huge body.

They all flew up.

Stupid people... No, stupid devil, you dare to underestimate the melee combat ability of the Hell Fighting Bear!

I let out a disdainful look, and in the next moment, I teleported behind the fake Du Riel, who was flying high, and kicked his huge body away again, sliding on the ground for more than a thousand meters.
Chapter completed!