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Chapter 3955: It Is Your Loss
"You… who exactly are you?!" Zhu Yangyao gritted his teeth, speaking with vicious intensity.
However, Xiao Fan didn't waste any breath. He charged at Zhu Yangyao again, throwing out both fists simultaneously.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
"Puff… Damn it, stop hitting me! What just happened was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding…"
"Laughable. Now you're calling it a misunderstanding? Ah!"
"…"
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Xiao Fan and Zhu Yangyao engaged in a fierce battle on the Road of God Wars. The shockwaves from their clash affected everyone nearby.
However, the Road of God Wars was exceptionally sturdy. The battle between Xiao Fan and Zhu Yangyao didn't cause even the slightest damage to it…
One had to realize that the current Xiao Fan already possessed the strength of the Dominator Realm, yet the Road of God Wars remained completely unscathed.
This was enough to demonstrate the sheer durability of the Road of God Wars…
"Puff… I'm done fighting!" Zhu Yangyao screamed repeatedly in agony.
The expressions of the Prodigies from the Zhu family turned incredibly ugly. At the same time, they felt extremely lucky that they hadn't listened to Zhu Yangyao's nonsense earlier.
Otherwise, they would have been ground into dust by now!
"Who… who exactly is this person?!"
"I don't know, but I recognize that one over there. He's… the Great Thief, Zhuge Wen!"
"Zhuge Wen called him 'Lord' just now. Could this person be the one behind Zhuge Wen!"
"It must be…"
"…"
The Zhu family Prodigies chimed in one after another.
Soon, Zhu Yangyao was defeated by Xiao Fan. Covered in wounds, Zhu Yangyao lay on the ground, no longer able to resist.
"Hehehe… You've lost, Ancient Prodigy," Xiao Fan said coldly, looking down at Zhu Yangyao.
"I, puff… You, don't kill me…" Zhu Yangyao spat out a large mouthful of blood, speaking pitiably.
"Giving in?" Xiao Fan was stunned.
"Lord, your strength is terrifying. I… I submit. As long as you don't kill me, I am willing to follow you and serve you like an ox or a horse. I won't hesitate!" Zhu Yangyao spoke hurriedly, his face shifting into a fawning smile.
Seeing this scene, everyone nearby was dumbfounded.
The Zhu family Prodigies, in particular, felt as if they were hallucinating.
"This… this can't be, right?!"
"He… isn't he an Ancient Prodigy? And didn't he say he was the one with the most guts!"
"How could…"
"…"
Zhu Yangyao ignored the Zhu family Prodigies. He knew perfectly well that he had to compromise to save his life.
As an Ancient Prodigy who had survived for tens of thousands of years by laying low, Zhu Yangyao naturally had his own way of survival.
"Lord, everything that happened before was the will of heaven!" Zhu Yangyao blurted out.
"The will of heaven? You… what do you mean?!" Xiao Fan was taken aback by his words.
Zhu Yangyao had set up a Barrier to ambush him—how had that become the will of heaven?!
"Lord, listen to me… if I hadn't ambushed you, would you have come looking for trouble? Certainly not, right?!"
"Not necessarily. If you had treasures on you, I would have robbed you anyway," Xiao Fan replied flatly.
"Hahaha… Lord, you truly are a straight shooter! You don't drag your feet, and your style of action is full of kingly dominance!"
Xiao Fan: "…"
Everyone: "…"
Hearing Zhu Yangyao's words, Xiao Fan felt a wave of nausea.
"You… what exactly are you getting at?!"
"Lord, think about it. Because of my ambush, you came for revenge. Tell me… isn't this the will of heaven? Heaven intended for me to encounter you and then form this grudge, Lord!" Zhu Yangyao spoke urgently, having completely transformed into a sycophant.
"Heh… Not interested. It's time for you to die." Xiao Fan spoke coldly, immediately intending to finish off Zhu Yangyao.
Seeing this, Zhu Yangyao's expression changed drastically. His life-saving flattery technique was actually useless!
"Lord, you can't kill me! Because killing me would be your loss…" Zhu Yangyao shouted in desperation.
"Loss? What loss?!" Hearing this, Xiao Fan paused.
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