Zhao Tuntian shouted excitedly. He had already seen Xiao Chentian's intention, but if there was a bloody fight to the end, Xiao Chentian would only die, so he couldn't help shouting.
"Old Xiao himself knows that in this battle, there is only life and death, no victory or defeat." Lin Zhiming said with a solemn expression.
"Yeah, I can speak my mind and tell others not to be brave. When it's time to admit defeat, he must admit defeat. When it's his turn, he will fight to the end. What the hell is wrong with him!" Zhao Tuntian said excitedly.
"You don't understand him." Lin Zhiming said.
"We can't just watch him get beaten to death, let's find a way!" Zhao Tuntian said.
"How..." Lin Zhiming frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he ran to the referee's seat.
On the fighting stage.
Dirk Nowitzki walked towards Xiao Chentian.
Xiao Chentian stood where he was, already in a posture to welcome the attack.
"I think it's good that a strong man like you didn't use juice. Otherwise, I wouldn't be your opponent." Dirk Nowitzki said.
"Juice is against human ethics. Even if we, the warriors, die, we will not touch it," Xiao Chentian said.
"Then you go to hell." Dirk Nowitzki said, speeding up and rushing towards Xiao Chentian.
Just as Xiao Chentian was about to make a move, Dirk Nowitzki's fist had already arrived.
He is too slow!
Because of the severe injury, his physical condition was completely different from before. At this time, he had no time to resist Dirk Nowitzki's attack.
boom!
Dirk Nowitzki hit Xiao Chentian hard in the face with a heavy punch.
Xiao Chentian staggered back two steps, and then Dirk Nowitzki stepped forward and hit Xiao Chentian with another combination of punches.
Bang bang bang!
Xiao Chentian's body kept trembling and retreating. He wanted to resist Dirk Nowitzki's attack, but found that he was completely powerless.
Dirk Nowitzki didn't need to use all his strength, because it would be easy to knock Xiao Chentian away. What he had to do was to constantly ravage Xiao Chentian in front of the people of the Dragon Kingdom.
at this time…
beep!
There was a blast of sirens.
Dirk Nowitzki frowned and stopped attacking.
"The game is suspended." The referee rushed into the collapsed competition ring with a microphone.
"The game is suspended? What's going on?!" Dirk Nowitzki asked dissatisfied.
"The competition stage was seriously damaged, which affected the smoothness of the competition. We need to repair the competition stage, so we can only suspend the competition," the referee said.
"Asshole, I'm almost winning. Now that we're suspending the game, do we want to give Xiao Chentian some time to rest? Can't you Dragons afford to lose?" Dirk Nowitzki asked loudly.
"This is a rule. For details, please refer to Article 5, Paragraph 3 of the Rules of the Holy King's World-breaking Battle..." the referee said.
Article 5, paragraph 3?
Dirk Nowitzki had never read any rules, but when he heard that the other party had changed the rules, there was nothing he could do about it.
"Since your Dragon Kingdom intends to favor your own warriors, then I have nothing to say." Dirk Nowitzki said.
There were waves of boos at the scene, and these boos came from the foreign audience.
For them, suspending the game is indeed unfair to Dirk Nowitzki.
"There's no need to pause, let's continue fighting." Xiao Chentian said suddenly.
The referee was stunned. He frowned and looked at Xiao Chentian. He really couldn't understand why Xiao Chentian didn't take the opportunity to rest and recover now.
"I can still..." Xiao Chentian was about to say that he could still fight, but at this moment, Lin Zhiming's voice came from the distance.
"Old Xiao." Lin Zhiming shouted.
Xiao Chentian looked at Lin Zhiming.
Lin Zhiming stood in the distance, facing him.
"If you believe me, leave the battlefield behind to me." Lin Zhiming said calmly.
At this time, the sun just happened to shine on Lin Zhiming's face, giving Lin Zhiming an extra layer of brilliance.
At this moment, Xiao Chentian suddenly understood a lot of things.
He took a deep breath, looked around at the audience, and then looked at the referee.
"I... admit defeat." Xiao Chentian said.
Give up?!
Dirk Nowitzki was stunned.
He never expected that Xiao Chentian would admit defeat!
He is the spiritual pillar of the Dragon Kingdom's martial arts world. How could he admit defeat?
Moreover, how could someone as arrogant as Xiao Chentian allow himself to admit defeat?
"Xiao Chentian, is your lifelong reputation going to be ruined here? Is the pillar of the Dragon Kingdom's martial arts world going to fall like this?" Dirk Nowitzki said excitedly.
"The pillar of the Dragon Kingdom's martial arts world needs to be replaced." Xiao Chentian said, ignoring Dirk Nowitzki, and walked towards Lin Zhiming step by step.
"Since our player Xiao Chentian has admitted defeat, I declare that Dirk Nowitzki wins this battle." The referee said quickly.
"You can't do this, Xiao Chentian, stop!" Dirk Nowitzki shouted excitedly. He hadn't tortured Xiao Chentian to death yet, how could he let him admit defeat like this? How could it be!!
Xiao Chentian limped forward, seemingly not hearing Dirk Nowitzki's words.
The foreign audience at the scene booed as much as possible, but none of this could stop Xiao Chentian.
Xiao Chentian finally came to Lin Zhiming.
He looked at Lin Zhiming, and Lin Zhiming looked at him.
How much he looks like himself more than twenty years ago.
A smile appeared on Xiao Chentian's lips, and then he raised his hand.
Lin Zhiming also raised his hand.
Xiao Chentian walked up to Lin Zhiming, high-fived Lin Zhiming, and then walked behind Lin Zhiming.
"Lin Zhiming, the Dragon Kingdom Wulin is left to you."
In the auditorium, the audience from the Dragon Kingdom stood up one by one.
They looked at the limping figure and applauded.
The applause went from sparse at first, to dense, and then to continuous applause.
This applause is given to a legend in the martial arts world.
Today, this legend comes to an end.
However, the legend of martial arts does not end.
People looked at Lin Zhiming.
Everyone knows that the legend of the future martial arts will be written by this man.
"Bastard, bastard Lin Zhiming!" Dirk Nowitzki stared at Lin Zhiming. He did not expect that Lin Zhiming would ruin his plan again!
Lin Zhiming was like a lingering ghost, appearing next to him at critical moments every time and ruining his plans.
At this moment, he wished he could tear Lin Zhiming into pieces.
Lin Zhiming looked at Dirk Nowitzki with a sneer on his face, then turned around and walked back to Zhao Tuntian and others.
The third battle came to an end completely.
Xiao Chentian, the legendary figure of the Dragon Kingdom, was defeated!
However, no one will laugh at him because he has tried his best.
Because the competition stage was damaged, the game was suspended for an hour.
An hour later, the new competition platform was completed and the competition officially began.
The fourth game, Lin Zhiming and Russell.
When Russell walked to the competition stage, he felt a little giddy.
Facing Lin Zhiming, who had all fifteen stars, he didn't know whether his trump card would work.
"Let's fight quickly." Lin Zhiming said.
"Mr. Lin, friendship comes first, competition comes second!" Russell said.
"Yeah!" Lin Zhiming nodded and said nothing more.
The battle started quickly, but it also ended quickly.
Although Russell had a trump card, he still had no chance facing Lin Zhiming, whose charge reached 19%.
After being suppressed and beaten by Lin Zhiming for several minutes, Russell decisively chose to admit defeat.
Lin Zhiming successfully passed the first round of battle.
After that, the last game of the first round of fighting came.
The two people fighting were Zhao Tuntian and Don Quixote.
Don Quixote came on stage with the encouraging juice.
"Have you seen what happened to Xiao Chentian? You are the next one!" Don Quixote said jokingly.
"There is one difference between Xiao Chentian and I. Do you know what it is?" Zhao Tuntian asked.
"What is it?" asked Don Quixote.
"He doesn't like killing people," Zhao Tuntian said.
Don Quixote was stunned for a moment, then reacted.
"Then... let's have a fight to the death." Don Quixote said.
"Very good, I like this!" Zhao Tuntian said.
With the referee's order, the game begins.
Don Quixote immediately drank the inspiring juice, and his fighting power increased sharply.
However, at this time, Zhao Tuntian also showed extremely terrifying fighting abilities.
The two people fought to the death on the court, and the scene was not much worse than the previous battle between Xiao Chentian and Dirk Nowitzki.
Time passed little by little.
Eight minutes later.
Zhao Tuntian trampled Don Quixote's body under his feet.
Zhao Tuntian's body was covered with scars, but there was no sign of weakness on his face. His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and there was faint steam coming from his body. He looked as if he had just been taken out of a sauna.
"How is it possible, how could this happen!" Don Quixote screamed in disbelief, trying to fight for his body from Zhao Tuntian's feet, but he was unable to break away because of his serious injuries.
"In our Dragon Kingdom, Lin Zhiming and Xiao Chentian are not the only ones." Zhao Tuntian laughed ferociously, raised his foot and stepped hard on Tang Quixote's body.
"I surrender!" cried Don Quixote.
However, Zhao Tuntian did not stop because of this.
Click!
With a crisp sound, Don Quixote's bones broke, and the broken bones penetrated directly into his organs.
Blood spurted from Don Quixote's mouth.
Don Quixote's body trembled violently for a few times and then there was no more movement.
"Referee, he committed a foul!!" The Western warrior shouted excitedly.
The referee rushed to the field immediately.
"Contestant Zhao Tuntian continued to attack after his opponent conceded defeat, which violated relevant regulations and was directly awarded a loss. Don Quixote won the battle," the referee said loudly.
"Oh, I couldn't control it for a moment, I'm sorry." Zhao Tuntian said apologetically.
Although he said he was sorry, Zhao Tuntian's face was full of smiles.
The medical staff at the scene rushed onto the field and took the victorious Don Quixote away.
However, at this time, Don Quixote had already vented his breath and not taken it in. Even if he won, it would be meaningless.
Because of Zhao Tuntian's move, the Western experts at the scene collectively protested strongly to the referee team.
The judge held an emergency meeting and finally decided to deprive Zhao Tuntian of the title of War Saint and expel Zhao Tuntian from the scene. At the same time, Zhao Tuntian will be permanently banned from participating in future holy wars.
"Everyone, I'll prepare the food and wine and wait for your good news!" After Zhao Tuntian left these words to Lin Zhiming and others, he left the scene under the leadership of a group of security personnel.