This sentence was particularly heavy.
Suddenly!
Tie Gui became rigid, fists clenched tightly, his whole body exuding wild, murderous aura!
All at once, Hei Changxiao, lying nearby, quickly twisted his body, enduring the severe pain in his buttocks, and scuttled away in no time.
The spectators were desperately squeezing further away, but none wanted to leave.
"This kid, he's really courting death. He doesn't believe Tie Gui at all, incessantly asking if he has ever knelt down and begged for mercy! Is his head too heavy for his neck or what?"
"He's done for. How could Tie Gui ever kneel and beg for mercy? I've never seen someone as fierce, domineering, and powerful as him. He's simply the destroyer in the fighting world!"
"This Shen Zhou is courting death. How can there be such a foolish person in the world, repeatedly asking a mighty fighter he can't defeat, and who voluntarily gave up the duel, if they've ever knelt and begged for mercy!"
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