Chapter: 1170
It was a dangerous feeling of being targeted by ancient beasts!
"drink!"
Stimulated by Chen Ning's powerful aura and murderous aura, Zhao Ruolong couldn't restrain his fighting spirit, let out a roar, and rushed towards Chen Ning.
Chen Ning raised his hand and punched Zhao Ruolong's fist.
boom!
The two fists collided, making a sound like thunder.
Chen Ning's body was like a mountain, standing still, but the ground under his feet was crackling, with large cracks like spider webs appearing.
Zhao Ruolong couldn't help but stepped back six or seven steps, leaving a series of footprints on the marble floor.
Chen Ning hurriedly caught up and launched a tsunami-like offensive.
Zhao Ruolong was like a small boat haunted by a tsunami, he managed a few moves, and then Chen Ning broke through the defense forcefully.
After Chen Ning defeated Zhao Ruolong's defense, he punched Zhao Ruolong's stomach in a serious manner!
Zhao Ruolong's viscera were overwhelmed by the beating, and he almost vomited out the last night's meal.
But in the end he forcibly held back!
He looked at Chen Ning who had stopped, with an ugly expression, and said a little disappointed: "I lost!"
Tens of thousands of soldiers from the Western Territory saw Zhao Ruolong defeated by Chen Ning, and they admitted their defeat.
Everyone was dumbfounded and lost.
Qisha, Dianchu, and Bahuwei were full of excitement, and looked at Chen Ning with great admiration.
Everyone thought to themselves: The young commander is indeed a young commander, unparalleled in the world.
Chen Ning patted Zhao Ruolong's shoulder, and said calmly: "Old Zhao, winning or losing is a common matter in military strategists, and it's not difficult to be discouraged by defeat and not proud of victory. Don't be discouraged."
Zhao Ruolong looked at Chen Ning, who was neither blushing nor out of breath, and he could easily guess that when Chen Ning defeated him, he still didn't use his full strength.
This made him even more depressed!
At the same time, he couldn't help but asked Chen Ning curiously: "Young commander, you didn't use your full strength when you fought against me just now, did you? How much strength did you use, maybe 80%?"
Chen Ning smiled without saying a word!
Zhao Ruolong's face became hot, and he asked again: "Sixty percent?"
Chen Ning still smiled and did not speak.
Zhao Ruolong blushed and said: "My God, you can't defeat me with only 50% of your strength, right?"
Chen Ning said with a smile: "Old Zhao, don't ask so many questions!"
Zhao Ruolong was dumbfounded when he heard the words. Looking at Chen Ning's appearance, he probably didn't use 50% of his strength when he defeated him just now!
"Damn, you're a fucking monster come on!"
Zhao Ruolong couldn't bear it any longer, and uttered a foul language. JrNovels.com
"drink!"
Stimulated by Chen Ning's powerful aura and murderous aura, Zhao Ruolong couldn't restrain his fighting spirit, let out a roar, and rushed towards Chen Ning.
Chen Ning raised his hand and punched Zhao Ruolong's fist.
boom!
The two fists collided, making a sound like thunder.
Chen Ning's body was like a mountain, standing still, but the ground under his feet was crackling, with large cracks like spider webs appearing.
Zhao Ruolong couldn't help but stepped back six or seven steps, leaving a series of footprints on the marble floor.
Chen Ning hurriedly caught up and launched a tsunami-like offensive.
Zhao Ruolong was like a small boat haunted by a tsunami, he managed a few moves, and then Chen Ning broke through the defense forcefully.
After Chen Ning defeated Zhao Ruolong's defense, he punched Zhao Ruolong's stomach in a serious manner!
Zhao Ruolong's viscera were overwhelmed by the beating, and he almost vomited out the last night's meal.
But in the end he forcibly held back!
He looked at Chen Ning who had stopped, with an ugly expression, and said a little disappointed: "I lost!"
Tens of thousands of soldiers from the Western Territory saw Zhao Ruolong defeated by Chen Ning, and they admitted their defeat.
Everyone was dumbfounded and lost.
Qisha, Dianchu, and Bahuwei were full of excitement, and looked at Chen Ning with great admiration.
Everyone thought to themselves: The young commander is indeed a young commander, unparalleled in the world.
Chen Ning patted Zhao Ruolong's shoulder, and said calmly: "Old Zhao, winning or losing is a common matter in military strategists, and it's not difficult to be discouraged by defeat and not proud of victory. Don't be discouraged."
Zhao Ruolong looked at Chen Ning, who was neither blushing nor out of breath, and he could easily guess that when Chen Ning defeated him, he still didn't use his full strength.
This made him even more depressed!
At the same time, he couldn't help but asked Chen Ning curiously: "Young commander, you didn't use your full strength when you fought against me just now, did you? How much strength did you use, maybe 80%?"
Chen Ning smiled without saying a word!
Zhao Ruolong's face became hot, and he asked again: "Sixty percent?"
Chen Ning still smiled and did not speak.
Zhao Ruolong blushed and said: "My God, you can't defeat me with only 50% of your strength, right?"
Chen Ning said with a smile: "Old Zhao, don't ask so many questions!"
Zhao Ruolong was dumbfounded when he heard the words. Looking at Chen Ning's appearance, he probably didn't use 50% of his strength when he defeated him just now!
"Damn, you're a fucking monster come on!"
Zhao Ruolong couldn't bear it any longer, and uttered a foul language. JrNovels.com
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