The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

A burst of golden light burst out, making Yan Luo's room look magnificent at the moment.

The light was strong and dazzling. Yan Luo half-squinted his eyes and saw an old man wearing golden armor walking slowly out of the golden light.

Although the pace was slow, a heavy sense of oppression continued to flow towards Yan Luo.

"Warrior, you should understand what you are facing."

The old man's voice was extremely magnetic. Yan Luo was immersed in shock when he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing towards his face. The big sword in the old man's hand had swept towards Yan Luo.

"Fuck you." Yan Luo hurriedly retreated, barely avoiding this fierce sword.

If Yan Luo hadn't experienced the sharp increase in system strengthening reaction, he would never have been able to avoid this sword.

"Are you not mistaken? You are the follower I summoned." Yan Luo said.

"Oh, really?" The old man's voice was very deep.

"Of course, according to the rules, I am your master." Yan Luo breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was a misunderstanding.

"Then, if you don't have the power to defeat me, what qualifications do you have to be my lord?"

The old man's voice was calm, without any emotion, and his cold eyes seemed to be able to see through Yan Luo's soul.

"I spent 8 mana crystals to summon you, and now you are negotiating with me about your qualifications?"

"Prepare to die." Another four words without emotion.

As soon as the four words came out, the old man raised his sword high and struck Yan Luo head-on with the sword.

The sword was neither fast nor slow. Yan Luo rolled over urgently and dodged.

With a 'bang' sound, the luxurious double bed was broken into four pieces by this sword.

"Next, I won't let him go." The old man squinted at Yan Luo and said coldly.

"Mad, I spent 8 crystal points to summon you, and now I only have 2 crystal points. Now you ask me to fight you?"

Yan Luo said, without stopping at all, he took out the 'Fire Battle Axe' from his pocket. Since it had already been activated, it did not consume any mana to activate it this time.

With the battle ax in hand, Yan Luo felt that he had room to fight back in an instant, and the pressure the old man put on him seemed to diminish.

The old man snorted coldly and said, "Does having an ax in your hand give you confidence?"

Yan Luo now had a fiery battle ax to attack and a body of ice to protect him. He really had no fear in his heart. Just when he was about to respond, the old man stepped forward and rushed towards Yan Luo. Yan Luo noticed that the floor was covered by the old man's movement. It was crushed to pieces.

The stronger the force under the feet, the faster the sprint. Yan Luo understands this.

So Yan Luo raised his ax without saying anything. At the same time, the old man had arrived in front of Yan Luo, and his big sword struck Yan Luo's blazing battle ax.

Yan Luo was secretly shocked, but luckily he had predicted in advance and raised his ax to block, otherwise whether he could survive or not would all depend on whether the ice protection was strong enough.

No one would be stupid enough to test the sword directly with his body, not even Yan Luo, because the big sword in the old man's hand was too luxurious, and it looked like it was not ordinary. Yan Luo even thought that it was the legendary Supreme who can cut iron like clay. Great sword.

"Young man, this big sword I have is called the 'Ashbringer'. Your ax can actually remain intact under the sword's edge. It seems that it is not an ordinary thing." The old man's eyes were fixed on Yan Luo's blazing battle axe. , as if attracted by it.

Yan Luo was even more surprised. This old man was really strong. He knew that his strength was comparable to that of a bison. However, this old man was chatting and struggling with himself, forcing him to retreat step by step.

The house that Tony gave to Yan Luo was indeed big. Yan Luo was forced to take several steps back before his back pressed against the wall.

"Old man, can you wait until I get stronger before we fight?" Yan Luo's face turned red from suppressing his emotions.

He had 12400 arcane dust that he didn't use.

"Reinforcement? What is that?" the old man asked.

"What I mean is for me to prepare before fighting again." Yan Luo said laboriously. He was currently fighting with the old man. If he let go of his strength even a little bit, he would be hit directly in the head by the big sword.

"The weak are not qualified to negotiate terms with the strong, but"

The old man said and raised the big sword. Suddenly Yan Luo felt light all over, as if a huge mountain pressing on him had been removed.

"I would like to see what strengthening is." The old man took three steps back and stared at Yan Luo with burning eyes.

Yan Luo breathed the air greedily. The old man's strength was too strong. The pressure he felt before was as if his nose was being pinched, making him unable to breathe.

"Let's go back inside and stay for a while first."

Yan Luo made a gesture, hoping to turn the old man back into a card, but saw that the old man was motionless and not affected by his gesture at all.

"What the hell, why are you not under my control?"

"What are you doing? Have you strengthened it?" the old man asked.

"It takes time not to strengthen. Just wait for me for a few minutes." Yan Luo was determined to defeat the old man at all costs.

"Yes."

"Yes."

As the words came out of his mouth, Yan Luo felt a long-lost palpitation, a kind of palpitation that comes when he knows that pain is coming.

Four huge strands of electric energy were generated from the surroundings, and then slammed into Yan Luo's chest.

Electricity spread all over Yan Luo's body, torturing his nerves crazily.

The old man frowned. He didn't know what Yan Luo was doing. He inserted the big sword into the floor and silently stared at Yan Luo who collapsed on the ground.

After about 2 minutes, Yan Luo staggered to his feet.

Seeing the exploding muscles in both arms pushing up the bulging sleeves, Yan Luo felt extremely happy in his heart, and the previous pain was nothing at all.

"I will continue to strengthen." Yan Luo's voice was a little hoarse.

"Come on!" Yan Luo yelled.

"I'll tell you!" Yan Luo confirmed.

The old man pulled out the big sword on the ground and said coldly: "It seems you are finally ready."

"No, I didn't mean for you to come, I meant for me to continue strengthening." Yan Luo explained hurriedly.

"Yes." Yan Luo said.

As soon as the word "yes" was spoken, eight portals opened simultaneously in the entire room, each portal flashing with electric light.

Yan Luo swallowed, and then eight bolts of lightning hit Yan Luo's lower body at the same time.

The lower body refers to the legs and feet.

As time went on, Yan Luo's legs were developing explosive muscles at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Can this young man keep getting stronger like this?" A drop of sweat broke out on the old man's forehead, and the hand holding the sword hilt trembled slightly.