Noble Husband At the Door (Antonio) novel Chapter 3792

As he shouted, he raised his big hand, and the Blackhill Enchantress, who had been accumulating strength, suddenly stopped quietly less than five centimeters away from Samuel's hand.

The black gas she carried behind her was also surging behind her like a huge exhaust gas.

"Damn, what are you doing?"

"Damn it, can they stop fighting in the ring?"

"He won't say that he didn't put on his shoes, will he?"

Under the stage, people seemed extremely confused and dissatisfied with Samuel’s sudden pause on the half way.

How could this life-and-death battle be played like this!

"What's wrong? Are you afraid?" Blackhill Enchantress frowned. She also felt uncomfortable and looked at Samuel without any politeness.

Samuel smiled indifferently. "If I'm afraid, I won't fight with you, will I?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Samuel directly blocked her hand to keep a certain distance from her. "I want to stop for a while, because I want to say something useful to us. Are you interested?"

"If you're afraid, just say it. Why do you have to find so many excuses?" The Blackhill Enchantress said coldly. She turned her face aside and ignored Samuel.

There were curses under the stage, but it didn't matter to Samuel. The most important thing was that the Blackhill Enchantress's attitude at this time was at least in line with Samuel’s expectations.

Although she was very unhappy, Blackhill Enchantress was obviously interested in Samuel's words.

"Martial Arts Contest has been on for so long, so it's meaningless to keep fighting, isn't it? Besides, although the martial arts arena looks big enough, it's too small for you and me, isn't it?" Samuel said leisurely.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Blackhill Enchantress couldn't control her temper and turned her head impatiently and shouted.

Samuel smiled. He was good at dealing with mentality, which might be the experience that Samuel had learned from others all the time.

"Okay, I'll do as you say. But you'd better not regret it." The Blackhill Enchantress nodded to the ceremonial official and City Lord Zhu not far away, indicating that she agreed with Samuel's change of tactics.

City Lord Zhu also nodded, and the ceremonial official stepped forward and announced loudly, "Everyone, after a unanimous discussion, in this round of the contest, there will be only one move to determine the winner."

As soon as the ceremonial officer announced this, the ground below the stage immediately boiled with excitement.

"F*ck, it turns out that they are going to play a game of one move after a pause."

"That grandson's pause is f*cking stupid enough. I didn't expect that he was even more stupid than before. This idiot is actually going to fight against the Blackhill Enchantress in one move. Is he sick? Does he know the background of the Blackhill Enchantress?"

"He is looking for death. The Blackhill Enchantress is nicknamed the Soul of Three Chained Souls. It means that she can kill people in three moves. This is enough to show how horrible the Blackhill Enchantress's explosive power is. How can this grandson play this trick with others?" The man was speechless and amused, shaking his head. Obviously, this was the best conclusion for his words.

However, Samuel on the stage was not anxious at all. Instead, he took a step back and said a sentence that made all the people present faint directly.