The Female Lord Of Resentment, And The Eighteen-Winged Six Seraphs

Chapter 1115: Delay Time To Win

The red-haired king snorted and said with a smile.

"You brat, you don't really think that your attack can be effective on me, do you? Although the face is a relatively fragile part of human beings, my face is different from the faces of ordinary humans."

"After all, I am not a human being. You can understand that my face is armor. Instead of attacking my face, it would be more practical to attack my arms directly."

"Because of "947" my arms are not that hard, hahaha."

When Seraph heard this, his expression couldn't help but undergo a subtle change.

He glanced at Shen Xuan from the corner of his eye, and then whispered.

"Brother Shen Xuan, I don't think this is an option. Why don't we admit defeat first? Otherwise, I'm worried that this guy will really kill both of us."

When Shen Xuan heard this, he nodded quickly and responded without even thinking about it.

"Yes, that's what I thought just now."

After saying that, without waiting for a reply, Shen Xuan stepped forward and bowed deeply towards the other party.

This behavior of Shen Xuan made the red-haired king feel a little puzzled.

He reached out and patted Shen Xuan's shoulder gently, and then asked.

"Brother Shen Xuan, what do you mean by this? You don't want to beg me for mercy, right? I've said something ugly before, but I won't easily agree to your request for mercy."

After hearing this, Shen Xuan smiled slightly, then nodded slowly and explained.

"Hahaha, of course I know, so I didn't say that I wanted to admit defeat to you. In fact, the reason why I did that just now was to delay a little time for you to reveal your flaws.

"For example, didn't you notice that there was an extra person behind you?"

At this moment, Seraph suddenly rushed behind the red-haired king and used all his strength to attack his back.

Sure enough, the red-haired king didn't react at all this time, and his junior who came over was hit by Seraph's fist.

Seraph's punch was no ordinary punch. It was a punch in which he concentrated all his strength on his own fist, and it was quite powerful.

Seraph looked at the red-haired king who was knocked away, and couldn't help but smile proudly.

He patted himself on the shoulder and laughed.

"Hahaha, brother Shen Xuan, what did I just say? I said this guy would definitely be fooled, and sure enough, our plan really succeeded."

Shen Xuan smiled happily, and then nodded. Then, he walked slowly and step by step to the red-haired king who was lying on the ground.

The red-haired king heard the footsteps, then raised his head and glanced at Shen Xuan, and then asked with disdain.

"What's wrong? Brother Shen Xuan, do you think you have defeated me?"

Shen Xuan nodded and asked.

"Isn't it? If we didn't defeat you 4.9 why are we standing in front of you at this moment, and you are kneeling on the ground?"

"Oh, by the way, there is one thing I want to make clear to you. In terms of overall strength, the two of us together are indeed no match for you, but this time we are not competing for strength, but a competition. "

"The content of the game is that whoever falls to the ground first loses, and you are the first one to fall to the ground."