Neiji Kamimura roared towards the sky like a madman.
An extremely dark mental force swept down.
"He has conceded defeat. The offender..."
Haoyue and Lizun were about to intercept him, but the next moment, the half-blood sage's mental power pressed towards them.
Alpaca!
Alpaca!
The two sages roared in frustration. At this moment, they truly felt the grievance and injustice that Zhou Buzhou had suffered that day from the bottom of their hearts.
I understand it clearly!
The dark mental power fell.
Zhou Buzhou still did not retreat at all.
Under Jidao's will, there is only one thought, even if he dies immediately, he will always carry out that thought!
The mere spiritual power of a sage cannot crush the will of the extreme!
Zhou Buzhou's face was full of seriousness, and he was still thrusting his sword.
The dark mental power entangled the sword in Zhou Buzhou's hand.
The next moment, a strange charm lingered from the first rune.
High in the sky, Gangcun groaned slightly, and his mental strength receded like the tide.
The next moment.
The tip of the sword pierced Neiji Kamimura's throat.
One sword to the throat.
A twist.
Then quickly put away the sword.
He took three steps back, pounded his sword on the ground, and began to cough violently.
Li Xuelong breathed a sigh of relief, but her eyes became moist despite herself.
Li Changfeng and others also breathed a sigh of relief.
Coughing and coughing.
Zhou Buzhou suddenly laughed at Uemura Neiji. "You little bastard! I'll never give in even if life or death is the cost. Even the sage's spiritual power can't crush my will. What about you?"
"Aren't you very arrogant? Don't you look down on China?"
"Then you still..."
Sage's spiritual power?
Sage's spiritual power...
Zhou Buzhou suddenly stopped talking.
He quickly turned around and looked at everyone at the Spiritual Department base: "Did he just admit defeat?"
Yang Zimei paused at first, but then reacted quickly.
He also asked why Lao Zhou didn’t continue pretending?
Are you afraid of feelings?
Yang Zimei quickly responded, "He seemed to have said 'admit defeat'... But according to the subject-verb-object structure, what does 'admit defeat' mean?"
"To fully express my surrender to you, even if it's a bit brief, the subject 'I' must be included..."
"Also, if we give it back to the subject, for example, if it were you, I guess he's probably trying to get you to admit defeat..."
"So, that guy didn't really admit defeat. This must be a strategy, the one from the Thirty-Six Stratagems of War?"
Is there any of the Thirty-Six Stratagems in Warfare that does not tolerate deception?
Li Changfeng was very curious.
Zhou Buzhou sneered in agreement: "The Japs are so cunning, they actually pretended to admit defeat. Luckily I didn't fall for it, otherwise my godfather would definitely go to Sakura City to kill him and get three million to avenge me!"
Yang Zimei nodded in agreement: "This little devil died a worthy death. At least his life was exchanged for the lives of three million people in Sakura City. He truly died without regrets!"
"Otherwise, Lao Zhou, your godfather, who is at the peak of the fifth level, will really run to Sakura City and kill 30 million people to avenge you!"
"Tsk tsk, one life in exchange for 300 million Japanese lives, this guy should be worshipped by all the Japanese."
Everyone was stunned.
Three hundred thousand became three hundred million?!
Zhou Buzhou gave Yang Zimei an appreciative look.
As Zhou Buzhou and Yang Zimei sang in unison, Gangcun, who was ready to move in the air, paused slightly.
Even the half-blood Venerable was stunned.
A godfather at the peak of level five?
There is only one peak fifth-level person in the world!
There is only one Kunlun Daozu at the peak of the fifth level!
The Venerable looked back at Haoyue and Lizun and asked, "Is this little... this little fellow the godson of Daozu?"
Li Zun's mouth twitched constantly.
Haoyue smiled but said nothing.
How to answer this?
If the answer is no, then Zhou Buzhou will definitely suffer a loss, and even the Chinese contestants will suffer a loss.
If the answer is yes, if Daozu comes back to cause trouble, even if Venerable Dragon and Venerable Lotus come together, they may not be able to protect him.
But they didn't know that the twitching corner of Li Zun's mouth was seen as a disdainful answer in the eyes of the half-blood venerable and other sages from all sides.
Haoyue's smile without saying anything is an unfathomable acquiescence.
It seems...
This little guy is not only the godson of Lord Daozu, but also a godson who is very much favored by Lord Daozu!
Of course, they also have doubts.
But no one in the world is qualified to question Kunlun Daozu.
Also, there is an old Chinese saying that it is better to believe it than not to believe it.
Thinking of this, the Venerable shook his head at the others.
In an instant, thirteen strands of mental power flew down.
Sweeping away their own forces and personnel.
The next second.
On the flat top of Mount Stela, more than 500 contestants looked at Zhou Buzhou with incredible eyes.
Damn nepotism!
The most important thing is that this guy has too much nepotism.
The strongest man in the world is his godfather!
This has become so powerful that sages from all sides have strictly required them not to actively challenge Zhou Buzhou.
Prince William of England was full of anger. His steak was stolen last night, and he was beaten up because of this kid.
Just as he was preparing to take revenge, he was immediately told by Sage White that he could not actively challenge the guy named Zhou Buzhou!
Hate it!
Hate it!
In fact, it’s not just Prince William who hates it, all forces are hating it!
All forces had their steaks robbed last night!
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