4568: C4568 End Fight

C4568 End Fight

Yale Puppet King looked down on Long Yan from above the Saint realm. He was filled with the aura of a king and had a stern expression on his face. He controlled more Saint realm energy and smashed it towards Long Yan.

Just at this moment, Long Yan was forced to use the Void Evasion Technique.

Swish!

Long Yan, who was originally fine, disappeared from everyone's sight.

Long Yan directly escaped into the Great Void world. Unless there was a fifth level or higher level Divine Tribulation realm expert that was able to discover him, no one could see him.

Even so, Long Yan still couldn't leave the sealed Sacred Domain after trying for a while.

"Yale, you defeated him. Defend the dignity of our border cities."

They couldn't see Long Yan. Although they were shocked and inconceivable, they knew that he was at the end of his rope and had no chance to turn things around.

Long Yan knew that they were all waiting for him to make a fool of himself, waiting for him to lose to the Yale Puppet King.

This was because they could not accept the fact that their king had been defeated. They did not want Long Yan to be killed either. Long Yan was also an outsider and his power was also their future hope.

Many people understood this logic.

However, they only acknowledged Yale as a Puppet King. It could be seen that when he used this most powerful technique, he had to expend all of his power in order to do this.

If Long Yan continued to hide in the Great Void, then the Yale Puppet King wouldn't be able to harm him. Even if the opponent was exhausted, he wouldn't be able to do anything to Long Yan.

"Looks like it's time to make the first decision. I can't really anger this guy, and there's no need to continue fighting. If it's a real life and death battle, I should be able to kill off an initial rank at the third level of the Martial Reversal realm."

Sensing his current strength, he had already achieved his goal.

After all, suppressing him the previous two times and not allowing him to turn the tables around in the end would truly anger him. No matter what, he had to give him some face, as damaging his reputation would greatly affect him.

Following that, Long Yan waited for him to exhaust some of his energy before Long Yan appeared.

Yale's Puppet King intended to lower all of the Saints to the ground. His face was filled with anger, and his eyes were fierce.

Just at this moment, Long Yan shouted: "Stop, stop …"

The warriors who were shouting were already in a frenzy. Their blood was boiling, and they were full of expectation, thinking that the Saint realm would descend and beat Long Yan, suppressing him. However, Long Yan suddenly appeared and told them to stop.

They still did not understand what he meant. In short, their king in their hearts, their perfect Puppet King could not be defeated.

It wasn't that Long Yan didn't have the ability to compete, it was just that he didn't want to continue because winning or losing was not beneficial for him.

Just like this, Long Yan directly said in a loud voice in front of the crowd: "The Yale Puppet King is stronger than me. I am already at the end of my rope and have no confidence in winning. So, I want to stop the battle. I concede …"

Long Yan showed that admitting defeat from his mouth was very difficult for him. He was very unwilling to admit defeat. However, in the eyes of the crowd, he was truly at the end of his rope.

Only one person could feel that his body's strength was extremely strong, and that was the Yale Puppet King himself. Long Yan had deliberately admitted defeat, and as long as he persisted for a while longer, he would definitely be able to last until the Yale Puppet King ran out of energy.

Since Long Yan had already admitted defeat, the Yale Puppet King would naturally stop. However, in his heart, he truly admired Long Yan's opponent.

This completely gave him a way out. How could he not understand it?

The two had been in a stalemate since the start of the battle, so Long Yan took the initiative to admit defeat.

However, after the tens of thousands of people heard Long Yan admit his defeat, a burst of fanatical cheers instantly rang out and they were completely stunned.

"Sure enough, he is still our king. He is superior. There is no one who is unable to defeat him within a thousand years and defend his dignity." Everyone relaxed. They felt extremely satisfied and comforted. In the end, their Yale Puppet King still didn't disappoint them.

"That blood clan kid is finally scared. However, this is not bad either. He can be called a peerless genius."1

"Yeah, where did he come from? How could he be so talented?"

This was the feeling Long Yan gave the crowd. They did not feel that admitting defeat this time was a very shameful thing. On the contrary, his strength also received the approval of tens of thousands of people.

To be able to fight with Yale's Puppet King for such a long period of time … that was pretty good.

Within a thousand years, other than the Yale Puppet King, no one else had the ability to defeat Long Yan. The answer was no, no one dared to challenge Long Yan.

"Yale Puppet King is truly the ruler of our border cities. The strongest person within a thousand years of age is the true King, the War God."

"Wargod, wargod!"

In an instant, everyone began to cheer, and they began to shout Yale Puppet King's name even more wildly.

"This kid from the blood clan can be considered pretty good. He's also one of the few peerless geniuses from our race."

"Right, from today onwards, if he is able to follow by Yale's side, he will be accepting yet another peerless genius."

"Not only is this boy strong, he's also very smart. Those who know what's good for them, they are all peerless geniuses with high egos. But for him to voluntarily admit defeat means that he also knows how to retreat, otherwise he would have been killed just now."

"That's right. I hope this is a good ending. I also very much support this kid following our Yale Puppet King."

All kinds of discussions and their evaluation of Long Yan were not bad.

At this time, Yale's Puppet King no longer hesitated, quickly withdrawing all of the Saints that covered the sky. If he really allowed the Saints to descend, perhaps it would cause devastating damage to the world.

Just like this, the incomparably huge Saint realm seemed to have been diluted, gradually shrinking until it disappeared. Up in the air, only Yale Puppet was left, his entire body still flashing with golden light.

His whole body was filled with the aura of a king looking down on all living beings.

As a result, the intense battle between him and Long Yan could finally end. His pair of bright and rippling eyes, as well as his fair skin, were as gentle as a woman's as they slowly fell down.

Her long hair fluttered in the wind like a woman, giving people a sacred feeling.

The women below all began to go berserk again. Yale Puppet King's elegance was simply too moving, filled with the charisma of being fatal.

If it was any other woman, it would be impossible for her to resist against such a handsome man. Of course, she could be compared with Long Yan. It was just that he was too ingrained in the hearts of the people.

"The mighty and domineering power of Yale's Puppet King!"

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Yale Puppet King looked at the crowd and motioned for them to quiet down. He then looked at Long Yan and said, "Your performance is sufficient to show that you are an exceptional genius, on par with me. Being able to have such strength at such a young age is already quite impressive.

He praised Long Yan from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you for your praise, Your Highness Puppet King. It is my honor to be able to fight with you. If it weren't for you showing mercy, I would have already lost miserably. There is still a huge gap between my strength and yours."

The two of them had both benefited from the flattery they exchanged!

Of course, the person they were most interested in was Long Yan. What kind of identity did he have? How did he have such powerful strength? What kind of sect did he come from? Or in other words, who was his master.

Regarding these, the Yale Puppet King was filled with curiosity. There were many questions, but since Long Yan didn't say them, he naturally wanted to hide them from him. Thus, he respected his opponent and wouldn't ask.

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