Qiqin Nacchai's expression was relaxed. Seeing Wang Zheng, he did not move immediately. He knew that his opponent was probably resting, but he did not mind. Even if Wang Zheng was at his peak, he still had a 70% chance of victory.
General Dooley smiled. If it had been anyone else, it would have been one thing. But if it was one of his own, he would definitely favor his own warrior. Qiqin Nacchai. His leadership skills might still have some issues, but because his individual ability was too strong, his ability to see the big picture was a little lacking. But that could still be trained. He had been sent here this time to win. In terms of individual ability, Dooley had absolute faith in the mature Qiqin Nacchai. He had killed three Earth-rank warriors, and completed four Milky Way Alliance A-ranks. His individual ability was already unbeatable.
The other generals watched quietly. Wang Zheng was dead this round. At this point, there was no need to hold on. Only by staying alive would there be hope. Being too headstrong was not good.
"Actually, this kid is quite a pity. Why not give him a chance?" Bolet suddenly said. At this time, even a pig would know that Wang Zheng was prepared to die.
A little irrational, stubborn. But if he really died like this, such a talent would be a pity.
"Bolet, since when did Manalasuo become so sentimental? Is this kid your illegitimate son?"
"Bullsh * t. This kid is full of potential. I'm speaking from a human's point of view. I can declare him a loss." Bolet was truly appreciative of talent. Manalasuo had walked the path of Arbiter. They dared to speak and scold without restraint, and did not care what others thought of them. They had stood up for Wang Zheng because they had been influenced by this kid's brute force.
But in truth, this suggestion was not followed. Such open interference was not possible. If Wang Zheng admitted defeat, no one would stop him.
There were already more than 40 people outside. Most of the surviving captains from island A were here. It would be hard not to notice such a huge commotion.
Ai Zhengyang frowned, but finally sighed. So be it. This would save Wang Zheng from interfering with Ai Xiaolu's life.
Qiqin Nacchai walked step by step to the center. Each step had a rhythmic rhythm. It was slow, but each step was heavier than the last!
Variation of aura!
His attack showed that he was much stronger than the previous contestants in terms of realm and comprehension. This was a huge gap.
This Qiqin Nacchai's strength had definitely reached Earth-rank three. This was definitely the highest in the entire arena.
Seeing Wang Zheng still seizing the time to recover, Qiqin Nacchai smiled. "It's starting!"
As soon as he finished, Qiqin Nacchai attacked. Fast as lightning. With a loud explosion, he punched out!
Boom …
Wang Zheng didn't even have time to react. He was blasted away and retreated more than ten meters. Ka-cha.
His left arm … was the sound of bones fracturing.
Wang Zheng's eyebrows twitched slightly. He had already defended just now. The power of this punch was too much. Although he did not know what martial arts the opponent had used, it should be very fierce and sharp.
Wang Zheng's left arm hung down. He took a deep breath and walked towards the center of the arena.
Qiqin Nacchai had a playful smile on his lips. Struggle? Courage? Admiration?
That was bullshit. He had seen too many of these idiots who overestimated themselves. But it was precisely because of the existence of such idiots that he could become what he was.
Looking at the gazes of those around him, Wang Zheng's end would be with him. His legend had been built in this way.
These people would all grow into threats in the future. Leaving a shadow in their hearts now would only be beneficial.
Qiqin Nacchai's body burned with a wave of crimson. His physical strength was very strong. That exuberant life force and killing intent was currently the strongest.
Under the same circumstances, González was indeed weaker than Qiqin Nacchai by a level. This guy was really an "overachiever", and a little too much.
The generals' last hope had been dashed. Once Qiqin Nacchai made his move, the difference was clear. Wang Zheng was at most Earth-rank two, and Qiqin was a full level higher. Although this was in terms of Ability X, but strong Ability X usage required physical endurance and reaction. Qiqin Nacchai was also the captain of the Lya Sphinx Ace Special Forces. His physical techniques naturally went without saying.
Shing …
Wang Zheng had not even reached the center of the field when Qiqin Nacchai had already rushed in front of Wang Zheng at high speed. A sudden knife-hand chopped towards his neck. Wang Zheng immediately reacted. Plum Blossom Steps. This was a life-saver, but …
Boom …
This punch landed solidly. Wang Zheng was once again sent flying. He spat out a mouthful of blood, crashing directly to the ground. Another mouthful of blood was not suppressed, and he vomited it out.
Qiqin Nacchai laughed. He wanted to use the same trick again. He really thought he was a toy. If he had been at full strength, such strange footwork might have been of some use. But now, a half-crippled piece of trash still dared to act!
Zhang Zhun could not help but want to intervene. Mars held him back, shaking his head.
Wang Zheng stood up again. The difference was a little big. He had thought that Wang Zheng could hold on with his will, but in truth, his reaction speed, and his body's endurance were all on a completely different level.
"Wang Zheng, if you swear in front of everyone today that you will be a good toad in the future, sparing your life is no big deal," Qiqin Nacchai said.
He was laying the groundwork for his own killing blow. What he meant was that although he had a slight advantage, but it was mainly because this Wang Zheng did not know what was good for him. Pretentious. He was asking for it!
Lear had seen it all. His arm was broken, and a few of his ribs had probably been broken as well. He was safe this time.
Even if he was struck by lightning, he would find a chance to finish him off.
Perhaps even without him, Aragorn, the Atlanteans, and a few others might all be waiting to take advantage. People would not remember the means, only the results. After all, this was human nature. It was easy to forget, and the results were the most important.
As for Princess Aina, that was for the living. The dead could rest in peace.
"Huiyin, don't be rash!" Ouyang Ruoliu hugged Lin Huiyin tightly. Lin Huiyin would not make it in time. If she really called Lin Hong on Skylink, not to mention whether it would work, it would be another royal drama.
Seeing Wang Zheng in such a state, Lin Huiyin realized that she was not strong. Not strong at all.
Qian Xuedie and Dong Er were also hugging Lin Huiyin. The two girls were already at the age of melancholy, and they too began to cry. But no one could do anything now, unless Wang Zheng admitted defeat … and they would give him that chance.
In a room in the palace, Aina had locked herself in her room for a few days. No one knew better than her how dangerous this decision was, how fatal. She sometimes wondered if it would have been better if she had hardened her heart and not told him.
In front of the vanity mirror, Aina looked at herself in the mirror. She was thinking about the moment when she first met Wang Zheng. It was so happy, so free. Bit by bit, together, separated, and then because of longing, they would be together again. Even when they had forgotten, they would still be together involuntarily. In front of the vanity mirror was not a comb, but a golden dagger.
Very beautiful. It was said to be an antique. Every member of the royal family would have one. This was to tell every member that as a member of the Aslan Empire's royal family, they had to be as noble and resolute as their swords!
If they could not be together, then leaving together would not be a bad idea.
The Skylink was at the side. Each ring was like a fatal note. This danger was coming because of her.
"Wang Zheng … knowing you, liking you, is the proudest thing in my life."
In the darkness, Aina's voice was light, but firm. Like the sword in her hand.
No one could stop this battle, and no one could.
Qiqin Nacchai pulled out his sword. The first two attacks were just probing. He was very cautious. Too much damage and delay could easily create variables. The third attack would be a surefire fatal one.
The Primordial Regression Technique's energy appeared, but it was clearly much weaker than before. More accurately, it was pitifully weak. On the other side, Qiqin Nacchai's aura was so strong it was suffocating.
Facing such a difference, Qiqin Nacchai still pulled out his titanium blade, and got into an attacking stance.
But Wang Zheng closed his eyes. Waiting for death?
No one present would show mercy. They were professional warriors, and all of them had experienced life and death battles.
Qiqin Nacchai was even more clear that Wang Zheng was not facing death, but a gamble with his life.
"I will leave your corpse intact!" Qiqin Nacchai huffed coldly, his eyes turning murderous.
"I … can't." Wang Zheng's voice was very light, very calm.
Shing …
(The first update has arrived. I know that everyone is anxious. Skeleton is also anxious. I'm writing the second update. It's time to explode. If I don't explode, I'll be like a dead pig. I beg for a monthly ticket. Everyone's desire and power can stimulate my inspiration to the greatest extent. My adrenaline will rapidly increase. If Skeleton wants to explode, then so will everyone. If we don't get hot-blooded, we'll die.
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