Chapter 198 The Soul that Never Falls (Part 2)

The crowds are surging, and this is the scene. Everyone's emotions are easily excited. With Caesar's previous appeal, even the vast majority of nobles have been conquered, because after entering the Holy Land, it is completely meaningless whether Caesar is a noble or not.

"Caesar, Caesar, Caesar..."

There are hundreds of magic mirror points all over the island, which can broadcast the competition throughout the whole process. When we learned that the young generation of Holy Land masters were born, everyone was excited, and Caesar's name was resounding all over the island for a moment.

Caesar, who already has extraordinary charm, has become a new standard for handsomeness. People with strength in the sea clan can win the love of all beauties. They are willing to sacrifice themselves for heroes, which is a kind of glory.

But only those who truly achieve success can do it, and Caesar is the first in the years.

The battle that was evenly matched instantly became one-sided. No one would doubt the outcome of this game, but there was one that could not be, that was Prometheus.

Faced with huge pressure, he did not surrender. Maybe another person, it is the best choice to admit defeat directly in the face of such a gap. No one would think you are a coward, thinking that Caesar's strength is no longer at the level of the younger generation. He has entered the ranks of the top experts in Maya. The same level as him are the kings of the sea clan, the human dragon knights, the magicians, and those who are above the top.

Prometheus attacked, but was punched by Caesar. Entering the holy realm was a problem of realm. The strength, speed, eyesight, and grasp of the timing were all at a level that outsiders could not understand.

With the amazing attack method, Prometheus felt completely ineffective, just like when Caesar faced Stiria.

The giant whale warrior fell heavily to the ground, but he quickly stood up and rushed up again, and then fell from the air. But like an immortal warrior, Prometheus stood up once.

It was a sense of powerlessness that made him very ashamed. At the same age, as a royal family, he had more advantages. Why, why?

No one can tell him why, the battle is so cruel, either winning or losing.

He once swore that he would not fall in front of his father. Never again.

It seemed as if something exploded in Prometheus's mind, as if a seed suddenly sprouted. Prometheus whistled to the sky, and his figure shrank incredibly again, shrinking to the same situation as that of ordinary sea tribes.

This is the ultimate state of the transformation of giant whale. Next, the only unique skill is the transformation of the reverse whale. That is the realm that only giant whale king Raphael has reached.

"Under the stimulation of Caesar, Prometheus also completed the final state of the giant whale transformation.

If you change an opponent, this is also a proud achievement. Prometheus may also be the youngest whale transformation in the history of the giant whale clan, but God is jealous of the talent, and he faces the strongest young man in Maya. Caesar Alexander!"

There was finally a smile on Raphael's stereotyped face. This was his son, a real warrior, and no matter who his opponent was, could he admit defeat.

This is what Raphael admires Caesar. Even when facing himself, Caesar was not discouraged at all.

Caesar also felt a little sympathetic, but the battle was still going on. Although Prometheus was fast, it was all in Caesar's control. Prometheus was held with a heavy punch and was then thrown heavily to the ground by Caesar.

Follow up at the same time.

Boom~~~

The poor martial arts competition platform could no longer withstand the huge impact and completely collapsed. The hardened armor on Prometheus's body also began to collapse. This attack power had exceeded his ability to withstand. The gap could not be completely compensated with fighting spirit, just like an ant was madly unable to escape from the control of humans.

Just when everyone thought the competition was over, Prometheus stood up again and approached Caesar step by step. As long as he was alive, he could not stop fighting. While he was moving, all his strength was concentrated.

He wants to make the last blow.

Caesar was waiting for him quietly. Although he wanted to easily defeat his opponent in front of Carraso, he wanted to fulfill the wish of a warrior. This was not a killing on the battlefield, but a warrior competition.

Prometheus clenched his fists and raised them high above his head. The force rioted between his hands and was still gathering. Prometheus's mouth began to seep bleeding, but it was soon evaporated by the force. It was not injury, but blood that collapsed from too much force. Even if it could not move, it had to use every drop of strength.

This is the obsession of a giant whale warrior.

——Thunder Hammer.

With the thunder in front of his head, Caesar caught it with his right hand. The two of them had become flat, but the power still suppressed them and kept sinking. Prometheus's attack could only be described as desperate for life.

Perhaps no one else could understand him. Such an attack was both overestimating one's own power and humiliation.

But the only one who really understands is his opponent!

Contradiction is unity.

Prometheus's last blow was worn away by Caesar and if he was directly dispersed with the fighting spirit, Prometheus might be over in his life.

The sun is very bright and very warm.

Prometheus still stood because one hand held him.

The dark golden armor retreated, and Prometheus's face was smiling. Although he was defeated, this time he was convinced, Father, man may not be able to defeat nature.

Caesar knew he didn't want to fall, so he wouldn't fall.

Looking at the two of them, everyone felt a warm and exciting emotion. What is the purpose of the exchange meeting?

In the process of learning from each other, learn from each other's strengths and make the sea tribe more united.

In this semi-finals battle, everyone felt that Caesar had a kind of power that could not be achieved and was convinced. What he conquered was not the body of others, but the spirit.

This is a game that does not cheer for victory.

It won't take long for Caesar to be more brilliant.

"Sdiraya, now I regret your original decision. If you don't kill him, it will be a great threat to us humans." Lekunen said regretfully.

What he regrets was that such a talent was not human, and that kind of charm actually appeared on a sea clan. A master of the holy realm was not scary, because no matter how strong he was, he was just a person. However, his natural appeal was jealous. Stilya did not have it, nor did he have it, so it was even more scary.

"This exchange meeting of the sea clan provides him with the best platform, and this prestige is difficult to erase once it forms in the minds of single-celled sea clans. Alas, why is my apprentice so unsatisfied?"

Maxi looked at the two live treasures a little disappointed.

"Master, you are the one who is not successful."

"That's right, whoever says we can't do it, you can also hold a martial arts competition to see how many beauties we can conquer."

"Oh my God, what kind of evil did I do? Let's wake these two guys up with lightning."

"Master, are you talking about Thunderbolt Lightning? Your disciple's anti-demon technique has reached level three, please change to a higher level."

"Hehe, I'm so embarrassed to be immunized by lightning."
Chapter completed!