Becklespin felt that he had seen through Nalant's scheme.
In particular, the sweat on Nalant's forehead was no less than his own, and he didn't have precious medicine like emerald divine liquid. How could he maintain his divine power longer than his own.
"Really? Your Excellency, Berkeley is trying hard. I advise you to think carefully. I think your divine power has been almost exhausted. If you continue to fight, you will be injured!"
"After all, we are both human beings. I just want to win, but I don't want to hurt you!" Nalant smiled and persuaded Becklespin.
This guy's guess was indeed correct. Nalant was indeed pretending, but he was just pretending to be weak. The fine beads of sweat on his forehead were naturally caused intentionally.
Otherwise, it would be too suspicious for Becklespin to be alive and kicking even after taking such a powerful potion.
Of course, the surface can be pretended to be weaker, but the output will still be enough later.
The main one is always a little better than this Baker Lespin.
"Huh, kid, this is what I want to tell you. If you don't want to get hurt, then surrender immediately."
"Otherwise, I won't be able to control my emerald green whirlwind. If it hurts you then it's none of my business." Becklespin sneered, feeling more and more that Nalant was pretending to scare him.
"Very good, then Berkeley will tear you apart, let us continue fighting!"
Nalant didn't say any more. For the sake of his god-level grandfather's face, just saying these few words was enough to give him face.
Even if Baker Lespin does make a mistake afterwards, it will be his own fault.
"Hmph, am I still afraid of you? Come on, boy, Emerald Whirlwind Divine Slash!"
Becklespin was very straightforward. He raised his sword with a cold snort and continued to strike at Nalant.
With a brushing sound, a huge sword light appeared in front of Becklespin, surrounded by a large number of whirlwinds carrying emerald green wind blades.
However, after releasing this blow, Becklespin's complexion had turned pale, and it was obvious that he had reached the end of his strength.
Nalant smiled, knowing that it was almost over, he raised his sword and struck down.
"Glory's eighth cut!"
With a swipe sound, the sword light also appeared in front of Nalant, and the power was still as powerful as before.
When Becklespin saw this, a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes, but he could only grit his teeth and hold on.
Boom!
The next moment, the swords of both sides collided in mid-air, and a thunderous roar broke out again. At the same time, the white-green light of divine power once again obscured the venue.
After more than ten seconds, the light of divine power faded away, and only Nalant and Becklespin were still standing facing each other.
However, both of them looked somewhat embarrassed at this moment.
Not only was his hair messy, but his clothes were also torn.
Obviously, the two's divine power has almost reached its bottom, and they are no longer able to 100% guarantee against the damage caused by the explosion.
"Why does this kid still have divine power!" Becklespin gritted his teeth. At this moment, his divine power had bottomed out and he could only sustain the last blow.
"Berkeley is tearing you apart, your Excellency, why don't you admit defeat?" Narant asked Berkeley with a smile.
"It's Becklespin, damn boy, I'll fight you!" Becklespin felt a surge of anger and unwillingness in his chest.
After roaring angrily, he didn't hold anything back and began to pour all his divine power into the long sword.
"Emerald Whirlwind Divine Slash!"
A brushing sound.
A sword light was slashed out again, but this time the sword light was slashed with all its strength, but its power had weakened a lot.
Not only the sonic boom that broke through the air, but also the spatial disturbances were different visible to the naked eye.
Originally, the space where the sword light passed would collapse, but now only cracks in the space appeared, and the power was reduced by at least 40%.
Upon seeing this, Nalant knew what he was doing, and also reduced the infusion of divine power, "The Eighth Cut of Glory!"
With a buzzing sound, the long sword slashed out suddenly, and the sword light appeared in front of him.
Boom!
The next moment, the swords of both sides met in the air, and a loud roar erupted.
Click!
However, after this roar, there was another subtle cracking sound.
Looking closely, it turned out that the sword light of Becklespin was shattered, while the swordlight of Nalant only weakened a lot, and then continued to fly towards Becklespin.
"This... this is impossible!" Beckley's whole body suddenly stood on the spot.
That kid indeed has more divine power than him.
Even if he, Becklespin, drank the emerald green divine liquid, he still couldn't compete with him.
"Hey, Berkeley, what are you doing standing still? Run away!"
Following Nalant's voice, Becklespin finally reacted and immediately moved around to escape.
But subconsciously, his expression changed. Because the Eighth Sword of Glory carried a powerful binding force, he couldn't move much at all.
Then he could only watch as the white sword light fell on him.
There was a roar, and a burst of roar erupted after the sword light slashed.
Buzz!
At this time, Becklespin's body once again emitted a burst of emerald light, which offset most of the impact.
Obviously, it was the Green God's Treasure Clothes on Baker Lespin that played a role.
"Hey, these clothes are very good. Mr. Becklespin, you are lucky. Have you chosen to surrender now?" Nalant exclaimed in surprise and looked at Becklespin happily.
Nalant was not too surprised by the green treasured clothes on his body.
It would be strange if these three generations of Lord Gods didn't have any equipment on them.
"I..." Faced with Nalant's inquiry, Becklespin suddenly fell into a dilemma.
If he surrendered immediately, he would be in great disgrace. In front of everyone, he had the main divine sword, had taken the emerald green divine liquid, and was still wearing precious clothes.
In the end, he was defeated by a godly boy with unknown origins and took the initiative to shout surrender. How can this industry go out to meet people?
But if you don't surrender, what if the opponent still has divine power and continues to slash at you with powerful swords?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! My emerald green clothing can only be used three times a day. If I get slashed with a sword later, I will have no protection today.
However, when he thought about it again, Becklespin felt that the other party must have reached the point where his divine power was exhausted.
At least he is protected by treasure clothes. If he fails to strike with his sword, then he still has hope of victory in a close-quarters fight with him.
"You want me to surrender. It's impossible. Come on, boy, I guess you don't have any magical power anymore!" Becklespin gritted his teeth and decided not to surrender.
"Very good, Berkeley is trying to force you, then please accept the move!" Nalant smiled, said nothing more, and raised his sword in his hand.
"The Seventh Slash of Glory!"
With a buzzing sound, the sword light appeared in front of Nalant again, and then slashed hard at Becklespin.
Becklespin's pupils shrank, and he immediately appeared in disbelief.
His figure wanted to dodge again, but he still felt the force of restraint.
Although he is not as powerful as before, the problem is that he has also reached the point where his divine power has been exhausted, and he still cannot escape from this.
Boom!
The next moment, Nalant's sword light fell on his head, and Becklespin was instantly enveloped.
Buzz!
However, his emerald green clothing still has one last chance to defend itself.
After the roar came out, there was another buzzing sound.
After a few seconds, when the light of divine power disappeared, Becklespin's figure was still standing.
It's just that there is no pride on his face, only unwillingness and aggrievedness.
"How about it, Berkeley is tearing you apart, do you want to continue? Your emerald green clothing should have a limited number of defenses, right?"
"I don't know if it can still be used after three times. If it can't be used, the sword light will hit you directly. If it hits your chest, it will be a big scar!"
"Come on, boy, I don't believe you still have supernatural powers now!" Becklespin has become a gambler.
Because he had invested too much sunk cost before, he was even more reluctant to surrender, and wanted to bet that Nalant really had no magical power.
"Alas, it seems that you are not a qualified gambler when Berkeley is trying to bully you. A qualified gambler knows how to stop when enough is enough and stop losses in time!"
Narant fully understood Beckrespin's psychological activities and stopped talking about it at the moment.
"Glory's sixth cut!"
He raised his sword, and with a buzzing sound, another sword light appeared.
However, because the sixth slash of glory was used this time, the power was much smaller.
When the sword light passed by, it only caused ripples in the space, and even the cracks in the space only flashed by occasionally.
However, even such a weak slash was definitely not something that Becklespin, who had no power and no protection from his emerald green clothing, could resist.
After seeing the glory of the sixth sword slash, Becklespin finally showed a trace of despair in his eyes.
He also knew that he had no chance of winning.
Boom!
The next moment, the sword light struck from Becklespin's body again,
He did not dodge or raise his sword to block, because he knew it was useless.
There was a popping sound, and when he saw Becklespin again, there was already a long sword wound on his chest.
The sword wound spread from the left chest to the right abdomen, and was more than 20 centimeters long.
Fortunately, the wound was not too deep, and although a large amount of blood oozed out, the internal organs were probably not injured.
As for the gods, such injuries can be healed as long as there is still breath left.
"Berkeley is tearing you apart, your Excellency, you lose!"
Nalant did not continue to take action, but smiled and announced the result to Becklespin.
Becklespin was not playing rogue, after all, if you lose, you lose.
In his current condition, even in close combat, he is definitely no match for Nalant.
"I...surrender..."
As if he had exhausted all his strength, Becklespin finally gritted his teeth and announced his surrender.
Wow!
"We won. This Nalant actually won and agreed to Beclespin. This is incredible. You must know that Beclespin has so many precious treasures!"
"What's the use of having treasures? This Nalant's divine power is so much stronger than his. The last slash is enough to explain everything!"
"What is the origin of this Nalant? He is obviously not high in level, but he is so powerful."
"This is not because of Nalant's strength. It is clearly because of the strength of the main divine sword in his hand."
"I speculate that the quality of this divine sword is definitely higher than that of Becklespin's master sword!"
"Is it of higher quality than Baker's Sword? You must know that Baker's Master Sword cost at least five million Master's Crystals. Back then, Baker's own sword was shown off."
"If Nalant's Master Sword is of high quality, how many Master Crystals will he need? Can he afford it?"
"Who knows, maybe it's seven million Lord God Crystals, or maybe it's ten million Lord God Crystal Stones. Anyway, it's definitely better than Baker Crespin's Lord God Sword, otherwise Nalant wouldn't be able to win this magical battle.
, after all, Berkeley Tieba even used the emerald green divine liquid, which requires one thousand Lord God Crystals and one bottle."
Amidst the discussion, the long sword in Nalant's hand undoubtedly became a dazzling presence. People looked at his sword with greed, envy, and jealousy.
Fortunately, this is the City of Stars, otherwise Nalant, who is so powerful and carries such a precious 'Master God Sword', might be targeted by some demi-gods.
After all, millions of main god crystals are an astronomical value, not to mention there may be tens of millions of main god crystals.
"Nalant wins this battle!"
At this time, the referee's shout came from the field.
Immediately, Nalant showed a warm smile and said, "Your Excellency, Berkeley, thank you very much!"
"My name is Becklespin!" Becklespin gritted his teeth.
"Okay, Berkeley will tear you apart!"
After saying that, Narant returned to his seat and waited.
And he has undoubtedly become one of the most dazzling figures in this arena.
Of course, there are also many demons and dark demons around who are eyeing him.
After all, demons and dark demons always like to kill talented human gods, and now Nalant still has such a valuable master sword in his hand.
After killing him later and snatching the main sword, you will make a lot of money.
However, they don't know if they will have such good luck. The Dark Demon God and the demon clan silently pray in their hearts that the Creator can favor them.
Next, there was more than an hour of watching the competition. During this period, the players participating in the competition were of high and low strength. The overall battle was more intense than yesterday.
Soon, it was Nalant's turn for the second competition.
When he appeared on the stage, he discovered that he was actually a human woman.
This woman has a beautiful face, graceful figure, and eyes that seem to be electric.
"Hey, no, it's not a human race, it's a demon race!"
Soon, Allen discovered the clues. Although his opponent's appearance was undoubtedly that of the human race, there were two slight bulges hidden under the hair on his head.
Those are the horns of the Demon Clan. Although they are small and can easily be ignored without paying attention, they are also one of the most prominent symbols of the Demon Clan.
"Knight of the Gods, I'm so scared. Will you kill me later?" At this moment, sensing that Nalant was sizing her up, the demon woman spoke to Allen delicately, her expression looking weak and pitiful.
Nalant was shocked, "You...you don't have to be afraid, I...no, you are a succubus?!"
Halfway through speaking, Nalant seemed to suddenly wake up and immediately shouted in shock.