Chapter 941 Close To A Defeat… Or Not?

“Tell me if you still have any trump card, Diego, and you may play it as you please. Or else, you won’t stand a chance anymore later,” Zayn mocked. Diego’s expression was very somber. He was getting a little worried. He let out a cold grunt and said, “Those are just petty tricks. Since you want to die so badly, I shall allow you to widen your horizons by witnessing my true powers!” When he uttered those words, his eyes actually began to turn pitch black as if his eyes were dotted with ink. Even the white of his eyes turned dark as well, and the sight of him was ghastly. At the same time that he took a step back, he pulled back his right fist while turning over his arm to his lower abdomen. The movement of his arm stirred the air around him and formed a small-sized tornado. Then, he charged toward Zayn swiftly. A whoosh was heard. His speed was perfectly swift. Even Zayn was having a hard time seeing clearly. Moreover, he could feel a sense of danger that he had never experienced