Chapter 1197 victory or defeat(2/2)
The terrifying Jin Yan burned for a long time. If this was not the Fengshen Platform, no one would have doubted that this area must have been burned into complete nothingness.
After a long time, the ignition of flame began to slow down. As the golden flame gradually became weak, the two figures that had been swallowed for a long time slowly appeared on the Venerable God Platform.
Yun Che sat on the ground, his face pale, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and his breath was extremely weak.
In front of his eyes, Lu Lengchuan's head was drooping deep, kneeling down on one knee, holding a gun with both hands, and not moving... The three layers of the Huanglong Saint Realm on his body were completely gone, all the outer cloaks were charred, and the exposed skin was also burnt, reaching the sight, all with severe burns, and several deep bones could be seen.
His breath became very weak.
However, this "weakness" is a nightmare for Yun Che.
The flames were gradually extinguishing, and Lu Lengchuan finally moved at this time. He put down his arm holding the cracked gun and slowly stood up.
Although he was burned and unrecognizable, he still stood straight.
The aura on his body was weak and less than 10% of it, but compared to Yun Che, it was much better than that.
After a long silence, a cheer suddenly sounded from the Futian Realm. The Futian Realm King took a deep breath and sat down, his whole body was wet with cold sweat.
The Snow Yin Realm, the Flame God Realm were all silent, and their faces became dark. Those who were longing to witness the miracle with their own eyes were also silent. Yun Che... was defeated after all.
"Oh, it's just a little bit, that's just a little bit." Huo Rulie closed his eyes and sighed unwillingly.
Yun Che's Nine Yang Tianfu was released under severe injury and heavy consumption of Xuan power. If it weren't for this, Lu Lengchuan would never have taken it.
"He could have won, if he had used the phantom god from the beginning." Yan Juehai raised his head. At first, he would never think that Yun Che could beat Lu Lengchuan, but now, he is so strongly unable to accept this result.
Yun Che supported his arms on the ground, and stood up little by little with great difficulty.
Now he is as weak as a child, and he just stood up simply and tried his best. Although Lu Lengchuan's breath is also weak, he wants to defeat him in just a moment.
The result was destined. He had given all his strength and did not even keep a trace of it. He had no choice but to accept this result...but he could not accept it.
Lu Lengchuan looked at him calmly, but did not immediately strike him off the Fengshen Platform. His eyes kept trembling, as if he was struggling and hesitating.
At this time, Lu Lengchuan suddenly turned his eyes, looked at Yun Che, and smiled.
The Split Spear disappeared in his hands, and he turned around and faced the Master Remote: "I admit defeat."
The two plain words made everyone stunned, almost thinking that there was something wrong with their ears.
Yun Che: “…??”
"What did you say... admit defeat?" Master Qufei frowned: "You have an absolute advantage now, why should you admit defeat?"
Chapter completed!