Chapter 1157: The Ending (6)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Little Sly Jiang smiled. “Kneel? Kowtow three times? There’s no need to be so polite, right?”

The South Saint King said arrogantly, “If you think it’s too little, it’s fine to kowtow six times! Or… if the three of them kowtow three times each, I might even forgive them!”

“Oh.” Little Sly Jiang raised his eyebrows. “Three each. You said it yourself. You can’t go back on your word.”

Wasn’t this woman… agreeing too quickly? But on second thought, it wasn’t strange. After all, he was a Peak Saint King. Would she still dare to fight him head-on?

The South Saint King puffed out his chest and raised his chin, waiting for Little Sly Jiang to bring the three little eggs to kowtow to him. Unexpectedly, in the next second, his knees cracked and he knelt on the ground.

The South Saint King suddenly released his pressure, but before he could completely release it, it was pressed back into his dantian by an even more terrifying aura.

The South Saint King almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Little Sly Jiang flew up and grabbed his collar from behind. She suddenly lifted him into the sky and ruthlessly threw him to the ground.

Bang!

He landed on his forehead.

The first kowtow.

“I already said, there’s no need to be so polite.” Little Sly Jiang grabbed him again, jumped high, and landed heavily.

Bang!

He landed on his forehead.

The second kowtow.

The South Saint King had gone crazy! What was going on? Where was his strength? Why did it seem like it was useless in this woman’s hands?

Actually, it was his fault for advancing. Although it was not dangerous, he could not use much strength. He could only let Little Sly Jiang grab him and kowtow to the little black eggs.

As the little black eggs drank their milk, they thought about how strange this old uncle was.

The following scene was a little inappropriate for children. Little Sly Jiang decisively dragged the South Saint King out of the manor.

At this moment, the West Saint King and the North Saint King also rushed over after hearing the news.

The moment the South Saint King released his pressure, the two of them realized that the situation was not simple. Back then, they had agreed that it was best not to alert the enemy. The fact that they could force the South Saint King to release his pressure meant that he had already been exposed.

In that case, they had nothing to hide.

However, it was very strange. The situation was different from what they had imagined!

In their opinion, even if the South Saint King was exposed, he would be the one beating up others. How could he be beaten up by others…

Damn!

Again?

Shaving again?!

Little Sly Jiang held the South Saint King in one hand and took out a bright knife in the other with a naughty smile.

“It’s her!” The West Saint King recognized this detestable woman!

North hugged his head!

The West Saint King glared at him. “What are you doing? We’re all Saint Kings now! How can three Saint Kings not defeat her?”

“That’s… true.” The North Saint King let go and mustered his courage. With a loud shout, he flew towards Little Sly Jiang.

“Oh? There are two more.” Little Sly Jiang’s eyes lit up. She no longer used her knife and temporarily put it away. She clenched her small fist and punched the North Saint King’s chest.

The cultivation techniques that the four Saint Kings cultivated were different. The other three Saint Kings had their own weapons, but the North Saint King cultivated the physical body. His fist weighed ten thousand pounds, his body was as hard as iron, and his internal energy was as vast as the sea. Such an expert was very terrifying in physical combat.

Little Sly Jiang punched down.

The North Saint King did not move.

“Oh?” Little Sly Jiang’s eyes lit up even more. She threw away the South Saint King in her left hand and aimed it at the North Saint King’s chest. She punched, punched, punched, punched, punched, punched!

He hadn’t moved yet? Little Sly Jiang jumped into the air again and rose hundreds of feet into the air. Two small fists suddenly smashed down.

Just as it was about to hit the North Saint King’s chest, the North Saint King suddenly reached out and gestured for her to stop.

Little Sly Jiang stopped in her tracks and blinked at him.

The North Saint King nodded in satisfaction. He covered his chest, rolled his eyes, spat out his tongue, and fell to the ground.

Damn it! What kind of woman is she? It hurts!!!

The North Saint King smashed a ten-foot deep pit in the ground. Soil, sand, and gravel splattered all over the West Saint King.

The West Saint King was shocked. Although the North Saint King’s cultivation was not the highest among the four of them, he was definitely the most resistant. In the past, in sparring with the South Saint King, she and the East Saint King would quickly be defeated. Only the North Saint King would not.

The North Saint King could exhaust the South Saint King with his powerful body and internal energy, but that female cat burglar defeated the North Saint King after a set of combination fists?!