The First Thousand One Hundred and Fifty-Eight Chapters Bet

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Looking at the faint smile on Zhang Ziling's mouth, Nezha couldn't help but flash a trace of anger in his eyes, feeling that he was insulted by Zhang Ziling.

"Now my skills are not as good as others and fall into your hands. You can kill or slash as you please, and don't insult me!" Nezha scolded Zhang Ziling, as if Zhang Ziling was the one who was caught.

"Bold!"

Kasyapa stood up directly, posing to teach Nezha a lesson, but Zhang Ziling stopped him before he could move.

Kasyapa stood back angrily, but still stared at Nezha.

"You're very angry, third prince." Zhang Ziling couldn't help laughing when he saw that Nezha's eyes were about to burst into flames.

"Despicable villain, the dignified devil emperor has to rely on calculations to arrest me? What a shame!" Nezha mocked Zhang Ziling. After being arrested, Nezha could only vent his depression in this way.

They were all in front of Zhang Ziling, and Nezha still didn't feel the slightest sense of danger from Zhang Ziling. From Nezha's point of view, Zhang Ziling seemed like an ordinary mortal monk.

Although Nezha knew that Zhang Ziling was definitely strong, Nezha was really unwilling to be caught like this.

"It looks like you're very unwilling." Zhang Ziling seemed to see through Nezha's thoughts and chuckled to Nezha.

"Humph!" Nezha snorted coldly, and glanced his head aside, looking like he was being slaughtered.

Nezha had already died once when he was in Chentangguan, and for him... death is no longer scary.

Otherwise, Nezha wouldn't secretly come to Angel City alone to find trouble with Zhang Ziling.

"It's interesting, how about we make a bet? If you win, I'll let you go." Zhang Ziling said to Nezha.

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, Nezha's eyes lit up slightly, but the excitement in Nezha's eyes was quickly concealed by him, and he looked at Zhang Ziling pretending to be indifferent and asked, "What are you going to bet on?"

Although Nezha is not afraid of death, if there is a chance to go back alive, Nezha has no reason to let it go.

Not afraid of death does not mean willing to die.

"It's very simple, you and I have a fight." Zhang Ziling looked at Nezha and chuckled.

"As long as you hold on to my hand, I will let you go back."

"Is this true?" Nezha's voice raised a lot of decibels, "Is there only one trick?"

In Nezha's view, blocking Zhang Ziling's move couldn't be easier.

With the magic weapon on his body and his own strength, even if Zhang Ziling is a saint, Nezha has the confidence to withstand five or six moves!

"Seriously, there is only one trick." Seeing Nezha's confident look, Zhang Ziling's mouth rose slightly and nodded.

Get over him...

If Zhang Ziling is serious, who can stop him at this time?

"This is what you said, don't regret it then!" Nezha said to Zhang Ziling with a strong fighting spirit.

From Nezha's point of view, it would be a bit of a loss of face to escape back on such a bet. But the opponent is the Devil Emperor, a terrifying man who can completely occupy the city of Angels, and he is proud of his successful escape from the Devil Emperor.

Nezha found a reason to comfort himself in his heart.

Although Nezha didn't know how the Devil Emperor occupied the City of Angels, no matter what method Zhang Ziling used, it finally showed that Zhang Ziling's ability in a certain aspect was absolutely powerful and should not be underestimated.

"But..." Zhang Ziling suddenly spoke again, causing Nezha to hang his heart in his throat.

"But what?" After all, Nezha couldn't bear Zhang Ziling to sell off his son, and asked.

Seeing Nezha so eager, Zhang Ziling just shook his head and smiled, and then slowly said, "I'll let you go if I lose, but if you lose... what should I do?"

"How could I lose?" Nezha shook his head in denial. He admitted that Zhang Ziling might be very powerful, but it would be a fool's dream to beat him with one move.

"There must be a corresponding bargaining chip, right?" Zhang Ziling raised his eyebrows, not caring about Nezha's conceit.

Judging from the fact that Nezha dared to run over to provoke Zhang Ziling alone, Zhang Ziling knew that Nezha was still a child at heart, and with a little provocation, he could make Nezha do what Zhang Ziling wanted him to do.

"Since you insist on gambling, so be it!" Nezha patted his chest violently, "If I lose, I will promise you whatever you ask me to do!"

Seeing Nezha say this, an inexplicable smile flashed in Zhang Ziling's eyes, and the fish hooked!

"really?"

"A gentleman's words are hard to follow! I Nezha always do what he says!" There was no hesitation in Nezha's tone.

"Okay!" Seeing Nezha being so upright, Zhang Ziling couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Ziling's judgment, with Nezha's straight-forward personality, although he was a bit hot, he was obviously not the kind of person who would go back on his word.

It is estimated that, like Gilgamesh, once a promise is made, it will not change.

In other words, when Nezha agreed to Zhang Ziling's bet, Nezha was already Zhang Ziling's.

This point, can't run!

Feeling happy, Zhang Ziling also signaled Kasyapa to remove the barrier that trapped Nezha.

After the ten-party predicament disappeared, Nezha instantly felt that his strength was back, and even his body was much lighter.

The Huntian Ling Qiankun Circle returned to Nezha and became Nezha's body protection magic weapon. The Hot Wheels Fire Spear burst into fiery flames again, and the faces of the fallen angels around the roasted hurt.

The true fire of Samadhi on Nezha is not something that ordinary gods can withstand!

After grasping the fire-pointed spear, Nezha's eyes flashed brightly, and he directly stabbed Zhang Ziling with the spear in a lightning-fast manner.

There was a flash of cold light, the tip of the spear stopped less than one centimeter in front of Zhang Ziling's eyes, and the fiery flames scorched Zhang Ziling's whole body.

But from the beginning to the end, Zhang Ziling didn't react, not even blinking his eyes.

"Lord Devil Emperor!" Kasyapa hurried forward, but at this time Nezha had already withdrawn his fire-pointed spear.

"Humph! I hope you weren't so frightened that you didn't react." Nezha turned around and snorted coldly, then walked to the spacious place, "I can start anytime."

"Lord Devil Emperor, that stinky boy..."

Zhang Ziling waved his hand, motioning Kasyapa not to get angry, and said lightly: "This kid's character is like this. You didn't feel any killing intent just now, did you?"

Zhang Ziling stood up and stretched slightly, "This Nezha, although he is the third prince who is famous in the world, is still a child after all."

"This kid, give it a little training, it's available!"

Zhang Ziling chuckled lightly, leaving Kasyapa to walk to Nezha alone.

"Master Demon Emperor..." Kasyapa stared blankly at Zhang Ziling's back, and couldn't help but pursed his lips, a strange look flashed in his eyes, "As expected of His Majesty!"

Soon, Zhang Ziling and Nezha came to an open space, surrounded by endless monsters ready to watch the battle.

Although Nezha is very powerful, the demon warriors believe that their Demon Emperor can take down Nezha in one move!

They were all soldiers who watched Lord Devil Emperor pull them back from hell.

The strength of Zhang Ziling, the warriors of the demon world know better than anyone else!

"Little Nezha, are you ready?" Zhang Ziling asked Nezha.

"Anytime!" Nezha stepped on the Hot Wheels, holding a gun in one hand and a circle in the other, and shouted loudly.

Seeing Nezha's heroic appearance, Zhang Ziling also raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his whole body began to exude an extremely terrifying aura.

"Then I... go."