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Chapter fifty-eight of justice

Violence is the most primitive way for humans to solve a problem.

The table was quickly moved out, leaving a large blank space for the two to duel. Everyone watched every move in the venue not far away. Some people wanted to see the opportunity to prevent the two from killing, such as Christine. Some people wanted to see if Zhou Li's strength could convince the public. This was a force that Zhou Li had never been there.

There are also some people who are relatively simple, pure fun, just want to see Kent being beaten up, such as Berserker Noxsa.

"Just Kent, this is what it will be like in this life."

In the crowd, Berserker Noxa whispered to Luo Ya with his arms around him. Although he hated the British government, he had a good impression of Luo Ya, a knight who had a certain level of level.

"It's really not wise to bet on family glory."

Luo Ya, who had seen Zhou Li's feat of fighting against the werewolf, agreed with Noxsa's words. He nodded and said with a slight regret: "The glory of the Kent family itself is not good, but it's a pity that Mr. Zhou Li can obviously not accept this, it's not worth it."

"Ah? Uhh."

Noxsa didn't know what to say for a moment. If it weren't for Roya's discussion with him about the Berserkers and the government forces, Noxsa knew that Roya was straightforward and didn't like to tell lies, he thought it was Roya who wanted to fight Kent.

"Who do you think can win?"

The president of the Hunter Guild walked to Noxus and asked Noxus and Roya as usual.

"Salute to you."

Noxa saw the respectful old man, and a look of respect appeared on his face. Loya was the same and saluted the president of the Hunter Guild.

"No need to politely, I'm here to talk about things, just like you."

Alpha showed his intentions lightly, and Noxa instantly understood his meaning.

The Hunter Guild, like you, fully supports Zhou Li.

"If it was a pure victory, I don't know."

Luo Ya was honest and not afraid of offending others. He said bluntly: "The Kent family's passionate blood is indeed powerful. With a complete explosion, the platinum level can also exert its brilliant intermediate power. I don't know much about Mr. Zhou Li's strength, so I can't make a decision."

"What if it's a life-and-death battle?"

After hearing Alpha's inquiry, Luo Ya thought nothing and replied without thinking: "Zhou Li will win."

"Um?"

Elvin chuckled, looking at Kent who was about to salute, and asked curiously: "Are you so sure? You said it yourself, Kent's passionate bloodline is very powerful."

"But he can't use it."

As soon as the words were finished, the crowd burst into a burst of exclamations.

"Please, you're weak."

Just now, Kent suppressed his inner impulse. The moment he bent down and saluted, Zhou Li instantly turned into a afterimage and appeared in front of him. The next second, Kent's head had an extremely intimate contact with the earth.

Looking at Kent who was embedded in the earth in the circular pit, a look of horror appeared in the eyes of a large majority of people. They did not believe that Kent could survive this attack. But at this time, there was no anger in Christine's eyes, only solemn emotions. In the same way, there were strong people such as Roya, Alpha, and Noxsa.

Because they know...

"Ahem...Ahem."

Struggling, Kent, with his disheveled hair, pulled his head out of the earth. He wiped away the dust from his face, and his eyes were filled with deep fear.

"You, despicable!"

Even if he knew, Zhou Li's strength was far beyond his imagination, but Kent still shouted angrily: "There should not be a vulgar method like you in the duel of honor, and you did not salute at all."

"Are you going to go to New York Tower and the Plague Knights in the Cocoon to set up a table of tea, bow and bow, and then take out your weapons to fight each other in a glorious battle?"

Zhou Li looked at Kent with no emotion in his eyes, as cold as ice, "The battle in the New York Tower does not require etiquette or rules. The only thing we have to do is to abandon the so-called dignity and personality of mankind, and all civilizations and fight with the Plague Knights."

"continue."

The thought moved slightly, and the gorgeous long sword at the feet flew out instantly, accurately inserted into the gap between Kent's legs. Zhou Li stretched out his hand and bent it gently, "I'll give you a chance."

Kent looked at the sword between his legs, and suddenly used his brain stem and completely lost his mind. His uncle, Duke Mintz, was sent to prison by this man, and his future was cut off. His uncle, and Mrs. Meya, whom he admired, also died at his hands. Coupled with the humiliation in public, Kent forgot everything.

clang!

After pulling out the sword, Kent gradually showed red patterns all over his body. His eyes were dyed with the color of a blood moon, and the hot breath began to spread from his body. If this standard boss battle second stage transformation link was put in the original state, Zhou Li might have kicked him up as early as when Kent pulled out the sword, but this time, he still needed Kent to assist him in his performance.

"He just lets Kent go?"

Noxsa looked at Kent whose breath was growing, and asked in confusion: "This kid believes so much that he can defeat Kent with the fiery blood?"

"Ha, Noxsa, this is what I always talk about your problem. You have a little wisdom but no big plan."

Elvin, who was standing aside, smiled and looked at the puzzled expression on Noxsa's face. Instead, he asked Luo Ya on the side: "Loya, I ask you, Kent has activated the hot bloodline, what do you think of the winner?"

"Zhou Li will win."

What Noxsa did not expect was that facing Kent, who had activated his passionate blood, Luo Ya still gave Zhou Li the answer to winning without hesitation.

“Isn’t this conflicting?”

Noxsa asked incomprehension, “Didn’t you just say that if Kent activates the hot bloodline, can you not make a judgment? Now that Kent has become a brilliant warrior, how can you still say that Zhou Li will win?”

“It’s very simple.”

Looking at Kent, who had become a fireman, exuding a terrifying and scorching heat all over his body, Loya replied calmly: "If Kent can successfully open up his hot bloodline, he will lose."

"Zhou Li never gives anyone a chance to defeat him. If he gives it, it's not a chance."

The burning fire stood on the long sword, accompanied by a hell-like buzzing, Kent turned into heaven and jumped into the air, and then smashed Zhou Li with ten thousand pounds of force like a burning meteorite.

Then, a silver crossbow arrow pierced through his leg bones and nailed him to the ground.
Chapter completed!
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