To Wang Zong, Nameless had once been a mountain, a set of shackles. He could only look up to him, only obey the laws Nameless had laid down.
But now... he only wanted to trample Nameless beneath his feet.
"Wang Zong, surrender without resistance. This is your last chance!" Nameless said sternly as he looked at Wang Zong.
If Wang Zong surrendered now, he most likely would not die. Wang Zong's physical defense was simply too high. Unless Nameless acted personally, killing Wang Zong would be extremely difficult, perhaps even requiring the expenditure of a magical item or a treasure from the Divine Treasury Trial.
Moreover, the Demon-Sealing Sect had vanished without a trace, and Wang Zong likely possessed clues about it. Taking everything into account, the Enforcement Corps would probably sentence him to life imprisonment without parole.
But if Wang Zong continued to resist stubbornly, Nameless could only show him no mercy. Whether Wang Zong survived then would depend on his luck.
"Surrender without resistance? Nameless, where did you get the confidence to make me surrender?" Wang Zong sneered as though he had heard a joke.
In the past, his legs would probably have gone weak when facing Nameless. But now... he feared nothing.
The next moment, he attacked without hesitation, throwing a punch at Nameless from afar.
Boom!
The force of the punch was blocked by countless flower petals.
However, this had merely been a casual strike from Wang Zong, and could also be considered a signal that the battle had begun.
Then Wang Zong teleported before Nameless and unleashed a rapid barrage of punches. The petals around Nameless shattered and regenerated without end. The two sides remained locked in a stalemate for three seconds before Wang Zong put in a little effort and smashed through layer upon