How can Nie Zhao now still be as high-spirited and domineering as before? He looked as embarrassed as a beggar who was beaten by a crowd while begging on the street.
The eyes are the color of a national treasure, black and swollen, the bridge of the nose is crooked, the face is bruised, and there is blood in the nose, it is not too miserable.
Nie Zhao just wanted to pass out!
Why don't you use star energy! It doesn't make any difference to him whether the other party uses star energy or not!
My star power is just like a decoration in the opponent's hand. This is a pure one-sided defeat!
Nie Zhao wanted to admit defeat, but when he was lying on the ground, a pair of black boots exquisitely embroidered with gold patterns suddenly appeared in his sight.
"Get up and carry on.
Di Jiuque looked down at Nie Zhao with cold eyes, as if the miserable and miserable person in front of him was just a stone or a dogtail grass on the roadside.
"I... I admit defeat." Nie Zhao's teeth leaked. "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, I can't... beat you. I... I admit defeat."
If the power gap could still be seen, Nie Zhao might still have the blood to fight with his opponent.
However, when the strength gap between the two sides is like a black hole with no bottom, whoever is unconvinced and who is proud will be crushed, crushed, crushed!
Even if he tried his best and couldn't resist the opponent's pure physical strength, which didn't require any domain, mysteries, or star power, then why should he fight? Make a knot!
Di Jiuque's phoenix eyes glanced at the stick of incense that was still burning, and coldly ordered, "The stick of incense hasn't arrived yet, get up and continue."
Nie Zhao: "..." It's no longer okay to admit defeat! Too domineering! Is there any heavenly justice? !
Spitting out a broken tooth, Nie Zhaoqiang stood up, mobilized the power in his body, and attacked Emperor Jiuque again!
After another heavy beating, Nie Zhao flew backwards again.
At this time, he was even more miserable than before, and his face was completely unrecognizable.
Just when Nie Zhao was about to hit the ground again, a huge and powerful saber-toothed tiger suddenly appeared, caught Nie Zhao's flying body, then stood in front of Nie Zhao, leaned down and shouted at Di Jiuque A threatening growl.
But as long as you look at it with your eyes, you will find that this saber-toothed tiger is shaking like chaff. Its low and threatening roar contains a hint of deep fear and faint pleading. Even its limbs are weakening and can hardly hold on. Lift its body.
It's afraid!
It is very afraid of the man in front of it!
But for the sake of its master, it had to work hard to overcome the fear in its soul and blood, and tried hard to stand in front of its master.
Di Jiuque's clear icy eyes looked at it, those eyes were so cold and emotionless, "Get out!"
"Woo." The saber-toothed tiger was so frightened by the cold shout that his feet went weak. He could no longer overcome the fear in his blood and hit his head heavily on the ground.
It made a whimpering sound that was almost pleading, and looked at Emperor Jiuque with a pair of yellow tiger eyes begging for mercy.
"Sabertooth, go back!" Nie Zhao patted his contracted beast with difficulty and took it back.
He doesn't want his old buddy to be beaten with him!
The most important thing is that he can feel that the other party does not want to kill him.
Although there is anger in every punch, there is no murderous intent. It is more like... venting anger and revenge
"Get up." Di Jiuque ordered Nie Zhao again.
Nie Zhao gritted his teeth in pain. He didn't even know how many bones in his body were broken. He only felt that there was no pain anywhere in his body.
(End of chapter)