"How... are we supposed to fight this?"
Old Ninth curled into a ball, letting his opponent keep battering him.
"He's kicking me around like a fucking soccer ball."
Little White Tiger was just as frustrated.
The two of them were like soccer balls, constantly being kicked through the air by Saint George.
The bizarre sight even stunned the other Lei Zi in the Imperial Palace.
Hu Du had finished his fight and planted one foot on a bishop's head. He had just lit a cigarette.
Then the battle overhead stunned him.
"Holy shit? The one getting kicked... is that Old Ninth?"
Hu Du and White Mouse exchanged looks.
Ever since Little White Tiger and Old Ninth had awakened, no one had ever beaten them this badly.
Someone was kicking the King of Chun Prefecture around like a soccer ball. How could they stand for that?
"Hehe, now you know how stupid your operation today was, don't you?"
The bishop lying on the ground laughed smugly. "Saint George is the next Pope, and the publicly acknowledged strongest Eight Awakenings fighter in the West."
"Combined with the Holy See's secret technique, his special ability makes him invincible in the City of Atonement."
"Even someone with Nine Awakenings might not be able to do anything to him."
"Hahaha, people of the Dragon Kingdom... tremble..."
The bishop on the ground had not finished speaking.
A large foot stomped down and crushed his head.
Hu Du curled his lip, expressionless. "Noisy bastard."
"How do we fight this? My eyes can't even keep up with Saint George. Doesn't he get tired?"
Space-type special abilities were notoriously draining.
Ordinary ability users treated the Spatial Special Ability as a finishing move, running out of energy after a few uses.
But Saint George was using the Spatial Special Ability