Chapter 335: The Babblings of the Bunny-toothed Witch
"Raise your hand!" Upon hearing the voice across from him, Lind obediently raised his hand.
"The other one!" The Bunny-toothed Witch hadn't looked so serious in a long time, deliberately making her face longer and scarier, causing the chubby feeling of her cheeks to disappear.
Lind raised his other hand as well.
His muscles tensed slowly as he exerted force.
Energy existed in his body in a different way, and his body began striving towards "perfection," specifically manifesting as not needing excessive fat to store energy, which externally appeared as low body fat.
A strong warrior was bound to be big and stout, storing fat, with enough energy to sustain long periods of combat and even expeditions.
On the other hand, a man with sharply defined muscles, with clear muscle cuts, was the weaker he appeared to be.
Apart from Lind, no one else could achieve this because they did not have absolute control.