C244 What I'm Fighting for Is Strength

At this moment, he sat down on the ground like a child, untied the ten catties of sand from his leg and placed it on the grass to the side, panting as he said, "I don't think I can hear the sounds of your child's boxing, whooshing sounds. If you look carefully, you can see the halo, it looks like the kind of aura that comes from the TV, but I look good, I don't dare approach it