CH618 Chains of Unyielding I
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"Weaken me?" Mogal frowned.
Alex nodded in confirmation.
His gaze settled on the Dravo tribesman before him.
Mogal was a hulking specimen— his physique a mass of dense, powerful muscle that would put even legendary bodybuilders like Arnold and Ronnie to shame, leaving onlookers in stunned admiration.
Yet, his build was not for show.
The Dravo tribe's pugilist tempering method was designed with pure martial function in mind.
Its intimidating aesthetics were merely a by-product.
Unlike the exaggeratedly stiff physiques of burly hulking men often portrayed in fiction in Alex's past life, Mogal possessed what Alex would describe as a herculean body—
A form built for total physical supremacy; Power, Speed, Agility, Endurance, Explosive force...
In terms of raw physical capability, Mogal was, quite simply… a walking cheat.
Of course, most warriors —whether from Pangea, Verdantis, or any other plane— also trained their bodies.
