After Young Master Yuan took over as Support Sect Master, the Purple Lin Demon King exploded his clothes far less often, since it was directly tied to Beast Cores.
However, facing martial artists from the starry sky this time, he had to be especially serious. So, standing at the very front of the disciples, he erupted with a dense aura on the spot.
Only... though his surging Demonic Energy burst forth, the clothes and trousers on him shrank tighter and tighter, as if glued to his skin and impossible to rip apart!
"Ah!"
"Ahhh!"
The Purple Lin Demon King tried several more times.
The imposing momentum of someone who relied entirely on roaring during fights reached its peak. His face turned crimson, and he was nearly roaring out a fart, yet his clothes still did not burst. They had even completely become tight-fitting garments.
It had to be said.
Never-damaged clothes and trousers truly were conscientious products.
More importantly, their style was very novel, without any of that old-fashioned feel.
The Starry Sky Five Hegemons' subordinates: "..."
At this moment, if they had not been in the middle of a serious battle, they might have collectively clutched their stomachs and burst out laughing, because down below...
"Stop howling."
Jun Changxiao transmitted his voice. "The clothes, trousers, and underwear I gave you are from the same set."
"..."
The Purple Lin Demon King instantly collapsed.
For someone like him, who had to explode his clothes and bare himself to feel comfortable in battle, this was equivalent to losing his soul!
"Attack!"
At that moment, the Burly Middle-aged Man did not care what that big idiot with purple hair was doing. He immediately ordered his men to charge.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
In an instant, six experts comparable to Martial Saints shot forward.