"But your victory stops here." Dot moved his body, making crackling sounds all over his body.
He originally wanted to play for the first time, but Rick disagreed and asked him to endure it until now.
Watching their fight, Dot couldn't bear it for a long time. Now that he was finally on stage, he must vent his anger.
Following the referee's order, Dot roared angrily, ejected into the air, and advanced twenty meters in the blink of an eye, instantly closing the distance between the two.
Chao Jun was stunned for a second. Looking at Dot's size, he thought he was a power player, but he didn't expect him to be so fast.
In such a blink of an eye, Dot rushed in front of him, and punched him down with a fist the size of a sandbag.
Chao Jun raised his hand to block it, and he felt a strong force coming towards him. His whole body was bent down, and his feet sank in a little.
"Why is he so powerful?" Chaojun was a little frightened, but he didn't expect that he had made a mistake in judgment again.
Feeling the huge power coming from his arms, Chaojun exerted force suddenly, then rolled on the spot and dodged.
He knows very well that he is no match for Dortmund. In his heyday, he might have been able to keep up with him 50-50. After two games in a row, he simply cannot do it.
"We must consume his strength as much as possible." Chao Jun avoided Dot's attack and thought about what he should do.
He doesn't have an advantage in speed or strength, not to mention there is not much spiritual energy left in his body.
Chao Jun glanced at Dot and suddenly stopped attacking. When he raised his hand, a red sun appeared on his hand.
The red sun continues to grow, and its dazzling light makes others afraid to look directly.
A rolling heat wave hit, and a person who was close to the ring could already feel the scorching temperature.
Dot looked at Chaojun, his eyes full of excitement. He didn't expect Chaojun to have another hand.
"You are very good."
Dot shook his neck, looking unconcerned, and his eyes were indeed alert.
The North Korean army had gone through two battles, and now it had resorted to such a powerful killing move. It seemed like it was a desperate move.
I have to say that Dot had the right idea, and the Korean army had this idea.
Chaojun looked at Dote, and the red sun rushed directly towards him.
"Good job." Dot shouted excitedly, and a white tiger jumped out from behind him, opening its blood basin to swallow the red sun.
White Tiger's body emitted a scorching light, and his body continued to become weaker. When White Tiger shrank, the red light in his body also continued to diminish.
In the end, the red sun and the white tiger disappeared together.
"Is this what you have at the bottom of the box?" Dot looked like he was still unsatisfied. He felt that he had overestimated the Korean army.
But also, after two battles, what kind of spiritual energy does he still have?
"You'd better just surrender."
As Dot spoke, he roared and the sound waves turned into thousands of troops, galloping and roaring, and rushed towards the Korean army.
Feeling this powerful force, Chao Jun opened his mouth without thinking: "I surrender!"
The moment the North Korean army shouted to admit defeat, Dot's attack was about to arrive.
In the blink of an eye, two figures, one old and one young, appeared in front of him and blocked the attack for the Korean army.
These two people are the referee of this game and Dell.
Zhang Hua looked at Dell on the court and was not surprised at all, drinking tea slowly.
Dell's problem was that he didn't take action. After all, the North Korean army obviously had no power to fight back. An attack like Dot's would be fatal to him.
Once the North Korean army dies, they will become passive.