"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?!"
Chapter completed!