Henry's voice was very soft, without any pressure. But to Dalton, it sounded like a devil's singing.
Dalton's teeth were chattering, and an indescribable sour pain came from his limbs.
"Three seconds left."
"I admit defeat! I admit defeat!" The disciple of Kipp could not withstand the pressure and shouted loudly. The moment he admitted defeat, the pressure on him disappeared.
"I admit defeat too!"
"I admit defeat!"
After Kipp's disciple, the disciples of Kodie and Robine also spoke. They had admitted defeat one after another. They truly couldn't endure that sort of pressure, as though they were about to be cut apart at any moment.
Only Dalton, in front of so many people, really didn't want to bow down to this man anymore.
"Ten seconds are up." Henry took a step forward. "I'll give you one more chance. Fight or admit defeat."
Dalton gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.
"Well, I appreciate your courage to die." Henry snapped his fingers.
Under the snap of Henry's finger, a huge crack suddenly appeared on the ground below Dalton! The crack was two centimetres wide and nearly three metres long, and the centre of the crack was dark, revealing its depth.
Dalton looked at the crack on the ground, and his back was soaked with cold sweat. Just now, he felt a kind of palpitation, a palpitation that made his legs go soft. Dalton was sure that if he was to move now, he would fall to the ground.
"Oh, excuse me." Henry scratched his head and said, "Told you I am not very proficient at this. Don't worry, next time I'll definitely aim your head!"
As soon as Henry finished speaking, he snapped his fingers several times.
Pa!
Pa!!
Pa!!!
Pa!!!!
Under the impact of Henry's simple movements, the power caused the entire ring to shake.
Around Dalton, countless cracks crisscrossed on the ground almost in a second, spreading all around Dalton. It was as if someone was drawing wildly on a piece of white paper with a pen, but there was only one point in the middle, which was Dalton.
Dalton's eyes were bulging. He just witnessed the ground in front of him getting cut open like a piece of soft tofu by an invisible force. And he was standing here without moving. He could only watch it all, not knowing when this invisible force would chop him.
"Oh, ah." Henry said again, "Sorry, I didn't aim well again. I'll definitely kill you next time. Don't worry."
It could see that countless beads of sweat, as big as beans, had gathered on top of Dalton's head, but they could not flow down.
Although Henry said sorry, everyone on the stage and off the stage could see that Henry was deliberately humiliating Dalton.
Hebor was so angry that he had become blue and as humiliated as Dalton!
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