Why haven't you declared my victory yet? Pester wondered, but it was a pity that Pester's wish did not come true.
After more than half a minute, Zachar actually got up from the arena again.
Pester was very excited when he saw Zachar's swaying appearance.
Looking at the appearance of Zachar's feet without roots, even if he got up, barely, what would he do? Do it again, and get blown away again. Next time, he might not be able to stand up again.
At the moment, Zachar didn't look at his body that was shaking, but the corner of his mouth was also curling up in a smile.
This made Pester feel very strange. Could it be that this little fat guy got deliberately blown up by him? If not, why would he be laughing?
In fact, how did Pester know that Zachar's snickering was not aimless. Before being blown away by Pester just now, Zachar had reserved his back. He was less than ten meters away from Pester at that time.
