Everyone stared at the two people on the competition stage.
Everyone is waiting for Lin Zhiming's answer.
What choice will he make?
Lin Zhiming looked at the encouraging juice in front of him.
The juice is packed in a transparent bottle, and the liquid inside is blue and looks turbid.
This bottle of juice was only ten centimeters away from his face, and the cap had already been opened.
As long as he is willing, he can easily drink it and gain strength improvement in a short period of time.
Moreover, the raw material of this juice should be separated from the human body. Even if you drink it, it is not against human ethics.
The most important thing is that by drinking this bottle of juice, he has the possibility of making a comeback. He will be able to leave the first Holy King Gold Cup in the Dragon Kingdom. He will become the hero of the people, even if he wins by taking the juice.
You can definitely find a way to clear yourself later.
Everything seemed to be telling Lin Zhiming to drink this bottle of juice, then make a comeback, win this battle, and become everyone's hero.
However, there was a voice in his heart telling Lin Zhiming.
He can't do this.
He can fail and die, but... he can never surrender.
Because he...is a tyrant!
As a king, how could he surrender to others?!
"Do you really think that everyone is like you, and in order to survive, you can ignore principles and bottom lines and just compromise?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Huh? So...you plan to die a heroic death, or not?" Dirk Nowitzki raised his eyebrows and asked.
"If there is a possibility of living, I never want to die, but if... there is only one way to die, then I... can only take you down together." After Lin Zhiming finished speaking, a terrible wave suddenly burst out from his arms.
With strength, he stayed on the ground and lifted his body up little by little.
"How is it possible?!" Dirk Nowitzki looked at Lin Zhiming in disbelief. At this time, he had used all his strength to push Lin Zhiming to the ground. How could Lin Zhiming still be able to hold his body up?
stand up?!
This was beyond his knowledge.
"come on!"
"Lin Zhiming, stand up!"
The surrounding audience saw Lin Zhiming's tendency to stand up and shouted excitedly.
"Get off here!!" Dirk Nowitzki roared angrily, pushing Lin Zhiming's body down hard.
Lin Zhiming's body that had just stood up suddenly sank down, almost lying on the ground again.
However, he did not get down in the end.
His arms trembled, and he lifted his body up little by little.
But this time, no matter how hard Dirk Nowitzki tried, he couldn't hold Lin Zhiming down.
"Annihilation mode! Turn on!!" These words came out of Lin Zhiming's mouth.
Annihilation mode?! Can it be turned on again? How is it possible?!
When Dirk Nowitzki heard these words, he went crazy. According to the information given by Bogut, Lin Zhiming's charging progress should only be enough to use the annihilation mode once. Lin Zhiming used it before
He used it twice, which was beyond Dirk Nowitzki's cognition. Now Lin Zhiming actually used it a third time, which made Dirk Nowitzki lose his ability to think.
How is it possible to activate the third Annihilation Mode?
The next moment, a terrifying force suddenly erupted from under Dirk Nowitzki.
Dirk Nowitzki's whole body was pushed by this force and he flew into the air uncontrollably.
The next moment, Lin Zhiming's body jumped up from the ground and came to Dirk Nowitzki.
"Impossible!" Dirk Nowitzki roared angrily, swinging his fist to attack Lin Zhiming.
However, Lin Zhiming's speed is much faster than him!
Lin Zhiming clenched his right fist and punched Dirk Nowitzki directly in the face.
The powerful force caused Dirk Nowitzki to fall from the air like a cannonball.
With a thud, Dirk Nowitzki hit the ground heavily face down.
Lin Zhiming's body fell rapidly, his right leg bent, and his knee directly hit Dirk Nowitzki's back.
boom!
The ground sank again, and a deep pit appeared.
The next moment, Lin Zhiming grabbed the arms on Dirk Nowitzki's back with both hands.
"You are neither human nor ghost, I am going to tear you apart today!!"
Lin Zhiming roared angrily, and terrible power suddenly erupted from his hands, pulling Dirk Nowitzki's hands upwards.
Tear…
The arms on Dirk Nowitzki's back were torn off by Lin Zhiming!
"Ahhhh!" Dirk Nowitzki let out a shocking scream.
The surrounding audience were also shocked by Lin Zhiming's brutal scene.
It actually tore someone's hand off forcefully. What a terrifying force this is!
Lin Zhiming casually flicked his hands and threw them far away. After that, Lin Zhiming made a fist with one hand and hit Dirk Nowitzki hard on the neck.
However, Dirk Nowitzki is still strong.
Just when Lin Zhiming's punch was about to land, Dirk Nowitzki rushed forward and dodged Lin Zhiming's punch.
Lin Zhiming's punch hit the ground hard, making a hole in the ground.
The poor competition platform was now covered with various deep pits.
Dirk Nowitzki stood opposite Lin Zhiming, his face extremely pale.
Blood flowed from his back, and his recovery ability had disappeared at this time, and the two arms never grew back on his back.
"How could this happen, Lin Zhiming, why would this happen?!" Dirk Nowitzki looked at Lin Zhiming and shouted excitedly.
Lin Zhiming sneered, said nothing, and rushed directly to Dirk Nowitzki.
Annihilation mode, only ten seconds!
These ten seconds must be used in full, not a second is wasted!
The next moment, Lin Zhiming appeared in front of Dirk Nowitzki like a ghost.
Dirk Nowitzki's hands were pulled out from his back, his body was severely injured, and his strength was damaged to an unknown extent. Facing Lin Zhiming, Dirk Nowitzki had no way to effectively parry.
Lin Zhiming's violent attack instantly overwhelmed Dirk Nowitzki.
Ten seconds passed quickly.
Lin Zhiming stopped the attack.
In front of him, Dirk Nowitzki staggered back a few steps, and then knelt directly on the ground.
Blood gushed out from different locations on his body.
The injury that had been recovered before appeared on Dirk Nowitzki again.
His whole body seemed to be deflated, and he knelt there motionless, with all the momentum in his body gone.
Lin Zhiming walked up to Dirk Nowitzki and squatted down.
"Before I die, tell me why you can still activate annihilation mode?" Dirk Nowitzki said weakly.
"Because I...can accumulate energy during battle." Lin Zhiming leaned into Dirk Nowitzki's ear and whispered softly.
Dirk Nowitzki's pupils shrank suddenly.
He never dreamed that Lin Zhiming could accumulate energy during battle.
"Your attack finally gave me close to 1% of energy, and this 1% is enough." Lin Zhiming said, raised his hand and pinched Dirk Nowitzki's hand.
neck, and then lifted it up.
Dirk Nowitzki was completely weak and unable to resist.
Lin Zhiming stood there and looked around the entire stadium.
At this time, there was no sound in the stadium. Everyone looked at Lin Zhiming excitedly, waiting for Lin Zhiming's final victory.
"I won." Lin Zhiming said calmly.
Following Lin Zhiming's voice, Lin Zhiming exerted force on his hand.
With a click, Dirk Nowitzki's neck was broken and lifeless.
Lin Zhiming threw Dirk Nowitzki aside, then made a fist with his right hand and raised it high.
"Holy King!!"
Someone yelled.
"Holy King!"
Immediately, someone followed and shouted loudly.
After that, more and more people joined the shouting camp.
"Holy King, Holy King, Holy King."
The stadium echoed with the shouts of hundreds of thousands of people, and this rhythmic shout stirred everyone's heart.
This final battle experienced ups and downs and various reversals. In the end, Lin Zhiming relied on his tenacious fighting will and strong fighting power to kill Dirk Nowitzki and became the final winner.
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This made countless people rejoice, because this was not only a victory for Lin Zhiming alone, but also a victory for the warriors of the Dragon Kingdom.
The warriors of the Dragon Kingdom showed terrifying strength in the final battle of the holy war without the introduction of life juice. In the end, regardless of the number of war saints or the holy king, the performance of the warriors of the Dragon Kingdom on these two sides
All surpassed the strong men in the Western world.
And this also proves that juice is not a panacea!
This is destined to be a battle with far-reaching consequences.
Chen Hongyu and others accompanied a white-haired old man out of the box and walked through a special passage to the center of the stadium.
Xiao Chentian, Bu Yixian and others who had gone for treatment before were all surrounding the white-haired old man to act as guards.
The central location of the competition ring.
After examining Dirk Nowitzki, the referee confirmed that Dirk Nowitzki had died.
The referee on the scene announced the victory of Lin Zhiming.
The entire stadium once again burst into loud cheers.
The audience was cheering, the Dragon Kingdom Erdan Warriors were also cheering, and everyone in front of the TV was cheering.
Among the cheering crowd, several dark figures quietly left.
Without exception, these people all had anger visible to the naked eye.
"That guy Dirk Nowitzki has ruined all the hard work of our organization over the past year!!"
One of the men said through gritted teeth as he walked.
This man was the man who gave Dirk Nowitzki the first fruit before, and his voice was the same voice that appeared in Dirk Nowitzki's ears again and again.
And on this person's neck, you can vaguely see a tattoo of the number nine!