Alexander’s Fist

"What's wrong? This isn't your full strength at all! Are you underestimating me?" Even with the advantage, Alexander did not seem happy.

Bang!

After another collision, Alexander pulled away. The battle just now only lasted over ten seconds, but Xiao Lin already looked to be in a difficult situation. His training armor was a complete mess. It could not handle the fist aura at all. However, Xiao Lin's breath was completely steady, which meant that he might be taxed, but he still had much more left in the tank.

"Hey! Are you underestimating me?" Alexander narrowed his eyes at Xiao Lin.

"No, I just want to see how long I can hold you back in this state." Xiao Lin earnestly shook his head and denied it. He would obviously not underestimate an S-rank talent holder, but his Ruin state could not be used for too long. He wanted to see how much he could do under Miracle.