After the aftershocks of the explosion dispersed, Chang Gongwei had completely lost the Light God King's splendor and dignity.
The mage robes on his body were already in tatters, and even the super divine weapon in his hand, the Sacred Sword of Light, had a hairline crack in it.
Still, compared with Lie Yan and Ji Dong, Chang Gongwei was much better off. Though he looked battered, he had not been especially badly injured.
Even so, Chang Gongwei had no intention of continuing to fight the Light Dragon King. He had enough self-awareness to know that if he kept fighting, his situation would only get worse.
"Cough, cough... I lost this round!"
"I acknowledge your strength as well. This battle wasn't easy for me either. If you could have held on, perhaps you would have had a chance to defeat me."
Chang Gongwei let out a bitter laugh. Perhaps it really was as the Light Dragon King had said—if they kept fighting, he might have had a ten-percent chance of victory.
But that might require him to gamble with his life. Wagering his own life for Tang San's family—he, Chang Gongwei, was not that noble. Whether human or god, at their core, they were still selfish.
Even if the Great God Circle lost and Xiao Chenlong took over the Great God Circle, with his strength, he would still be able to hold a respectable position.
The God Realm was not about fighting and killing, but about relationships and the ways of the world.
Xiao Chenlong had no idea Chang Gongwei's inner drama was so rich. Seeing him admit defeat, Xiao Chenlong immediately announced the result.
"Round three, Light Dragon King wins! Is this the limit of your Great God Circle's strength?
If it is, then take my advice and stop