The Greatest Fighter No. 1
The Greatest Fighter No. 1
Chapter 534
Xyle's words scared Michael to death. The fat on her cheeks trembled like gelatin.
Xyle's surname is quite similar to Michael, Xyler Walker and Michael Wilson, both having the initials 'W'
However, not only was this War God unwilling to help him, he was even considering hitting him? Michael thought to himself.
Right now, he was simply unable to think clearly. He thought hard and tried to figure out a way to get out of the killing in three attacks.
Xyle is the God of War. If he used his full strength, he would not even need three strikes, only need one.
"Hurry, Ivan. Hit me. What else are you waiting for!" Michael screamed and felt as if he was suffocating.
He had no choice but to clench his teeth. It would be better for him to be beaten than to die.
In addition, Ivan was a young master who was raised with a silver spoon in his mouth. How strong is he? Plus, he's a good friend. He probably wouldn't hit her that hard.
That was why it was better to let Ivan do that slap than the God of War.
Michael's so mad at Fane's son of a bitch. How dare he find a method like this to punish him!
There were many wealthy businessmen here, as well as nobles, generals and they all saw it...
"Young Master Wilson, I won't hold back!"
A small spark of excitement jumped in Ivan's heart. Previously Michael had tried to drag him into the mud at crucial moments. What if the Goddess of War had decided to punish him as well out of anger?
Or worse, kill him ? Back then, where would he be able to cry and escape?
Plaque!
Ivan raised his hand and hit Michael in the face.
"Armghh!"
The slap was very painful and Michael shouted. His cheeks were burning with pain and a red scar was left in place.
"You..."
Michael lifted his head and looked at Ivan wildly.
This jerk. Did he not use too much power? Does he not know how to hold it a little?
Ivan could not be disturbed. He turned around and asked Lana, "Goddess of War, look. Is the power of this slap enough?"
Michael's guts shrunk. That was why Ivan deliberately used more of his strength. It was to see if the Goddess of War was satisfied with him.
It was just to get his approval. Then, Ivan would raise his arms high again and before hitting him, he would slow down at the last minute.
That way, it seemed that he was preparing for a ferocious attack. Though in reality, his punch would soften a little.
Michael believes Ivan can do it.
Plaque!
As he was thinking, Ivan slapped him again. This time he slapped his other cheek.
Michael felt as if this bastard had given a little more strength to this slap compared to the previous one.
"Gurghhh!"
Michael gritted his teeth and looked at Ivan sharply.
"There's no other way, Young Master Wilson. Look, there are so many people watching. I have no choice but to slap you for your blatant disrespect towards the War Goddess!"
"After all, the Goddess of War is my idol. She is the highest goddess in my heart!"
A pale smile flashed across Ivan's lips as he saluted Lana with his fists and palms.
Michael stunned. This bastard Ivan, was he thinking of licking the Goddess of War? He used that much power just to get his attention?
Are the years of friendship between them worthless at all?
"Little talking, more moving!" Lana immediately snapped.
Ivan only gave him two slaps, yet they had already spoken so much.
He then glanced at Neil who was standing not too far away. Neil looked completely frightened and glanced to the side.
"Come here now!" Lana yells at him.
Kreeks!
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