Zheng Fatty wasn't truly unafraid of pain, nor was he truly ignorant of death. It was only that the Evil Retribution Divine Ability was so powerful that, for a long time, he had never encountered an opponent like this.
Almost every opponent, after learning of his Evil Retribution Divine Ability, chose to avoid him if they could, and flee if they could.
Who would really choose to perish together over a mere disagreement?
The only ones he'd seen perish together were driven to madness after reaching the end of the road. No one who still had a chance was willing to trade their life for another's.
So when his left leg was cut off, he was still laughing.
When his abdomen was pierced through, he relaxed the restraint of his blade, instinctively wanting to give Jiang Wang a chance to escape.
But when Jiang Wang's long sword kept cutting, he could no longer laugh!
Swallow and Li Shou, separated from the fight in two other places on the battlefield, were equally horrified, but for the moment, there was no way they could come to his aid.
They had retreated too far!
Amid the circling palm winds and blade rays, Jiang Wang and Zheng Fatty were now so close.
They stood nearly face-to-face, eyes locked.
Jiang Wang saw confusion and pain in Zheng Fatty's eyes. In Jiang Wang's eyes, Zheng Fatty saw nothing but serenity. The serenity of still waters running deep!
All the pain, conflict, and thought lay hidden beneath the surface. Once this young man made a decision, he never looked back.
Zheng Fatty glared, opened his massive hand, and reached for Jiang Wang's shoulder, trying to stop his madness. But Jiang Wang's sword hand tightened once more!
Blood spilled from the corner of Jiang Wang's own mouth, while