This is not a wonder of the magician. During the legion war, there are warriors of all races in front of the magicians. They have enough time to release magic. Even if they fight individually, they are conservative. They move first, then defend, and then attack.

The magician was very surprised that Caesar could actually pass through the gap between three water dragons. This was unheard of. Caesar almost closed his eyes and kicked him, and he couldn't bear it. He was really out of his way.

The poor magician was kicked away by Caesar and bent his waist like a shrimp, and then bubbled on the ground, making Caesar feel a little embarrassed. He really didn't use much force, but it was really bad.

Only Clara applauded. Although it was not very exciting, Caesar won anyway, but the queen and the other four people did not look so good, especially the four palace instructors. In their opinion, Xindfal lost without having time to exert his strength. It seemed that this She Ou civilian was very confident in speed.

"Your Majesty Queen, I want to have a discussion with this classmate." Shisai was an instructor of the Fei Shi clan.

"Haha, Gasol, it's good that you are willing to take action." The queen smiled, obviously very confident in this subject.

As a civilian clan, he must be better than ordinary royal clans who can serve in the palace. Moreover, Caesar has been paying attention to this person, so he is the only one who is interesting.

"I use a sword, where are you?"

"Fist!" Caesar smiled faintly.

Gasol was not polite either. With a long sword, his whole body suddenly changed. From the beginning, he was the most unpretentious, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura. It was from the battlefield. Gasol was a survivor of the Shenyue War. His murderous aura was from killing people, and he had already learned to restrain and release, and had reached the realm of great success.

It cannot be said how strong he is, but in terms of momentum, the heat is stronger than Caesar. When an ordinary opponent stands in front of him, just bloody murderous aura can make people frightened.

Caesar's pupils shrank slightly, and he was obviously affected a little. The opponent's strength in front of him was absolutely impossible to compare with the Dragon Knight Stirya, but this momentum was not much worse.

Caesar's eyes showed respect, and the other party was a real warrior!

With a quick lightning strike, the sword drew a light and headed straight for Caesar's throat. There were no extra tricks, and it was completely straight, fierce, fierce, accurate, and fast. The murderous aura disappeared instantly when the opponent took action, causing a strange psychological contrast.

But Caesar was Caesar. Although he was curious about this murderous aura, he was not an inexperienced student or a nobleman in a greenhouse. He had seen it even more than this.

One punch!

Just right before, sealed on the tip of the sword.

When ~~~

Caesar's fist actually made a strange collision sound with the sword, and in an instant only two people could see clearly, the queen and Gasol.

Although the attack was blocked, Gasol did not pause at all. As if he had been ready, the sword was slashed downwards as smooth as a flowing water. Caesar's fist strength was not only dissolved but also used part of it.

Facing the attack that turned decay into magic, Caesar reacted instantly, and his elbow hit the sword spine incredible, and the sharp blade could not hurt him at all.

Gasol's attack still did not stop, and then he picked the slanted. The continuous attack seemed to be so coherent that no matter how Caesar blocked it, it would not be interrupted. Gasol's attack could not have any actual effect.

The attacks of the two made the others dazzled and were astonishingly fast, especially the attack speed, and only saw a bunch of sword shadows and fist shadows.

Although Caesar did not have this kind of killing chain move, he learned a lot of fighting methods to turn danger into a bargain in the battle with different sirens, and it was a kind of instinct. No matter how the other party changed, he could not cause damage to him.

Gasol's surprise was beyond replenishment, and the other party was consciously or unintentionally forcing him to use all his strength step by step.

Boom~~~

After a little distracted, Gasol was knocked out by Caesar, but Gasol felt that the opponent had stopped, otherwise this punch would determine the outcome.

Caesar stood with his hands behind his back, showing a very excited smile, "Mr. Gasol, please do your best, it's rare for your opponent."

Caesar saw something worth learning from the other party, which was something he lacked. Learning at any time was the only way to become a strong man.

When you think you have nothing to learn, you are not far from failure. Maybe you are very strong, or even win every battle, but the result of a failure may be a death.

Caesar did not. He never considered himself a victorious general, nor did he pursue that illusory thing.

Gasol hasn't been so excited for a long time. Since the War of the God Moon, his blood has calmed down. Living in the palace does not require too strong strength at all. Sometimes it is not a good thing to be too strong.

But the young man in front of him aroused his fighting spirit, and it was in a performance-like competition.

"Haha, okay, okay, the next wave of the Yangtze River pushes the previous wave!"

Gasol suddenly inserted his sword to the ground, and the extremely hard diamond was chiseled down, and his murderous aura became stronger and stronger. Gasol's eyes turned a little blood-red after a madness. This phenomenon did not last long, and a breath that seemed to be substantial was gradually becoming stronger.

"The fighting spirit is the fighting spirit!" One of the court instructors said in a disgrace. They had been together for so long and no one knew that Gasol actually had fighting spirit.

Battle Qi is a kind of similar to the fighting Qi of humans. For sea clans with advantages in their bodies, having battle Qi is simply a doubler in combat power. They attach extreme importance to such talents, regardless of the royal clan.

Gasol pointed his sword with a whoosh, and his momentum was indeed a world of difference from just now. Even Clara opened her mouth in surprise, but she believed that Caesar was strong, but she was still far from the fighting spirit of the gold, and Caesar would definitely win.

That's right, this requires the use of fighting spirit to go out to sea. These people are vulnerable at all, but such a battle is meaningless to Caesar. The end is the end and you can't learn anything, but such a good opponent is difficult to find.

So from the beginning, Caesar did not intend to use the Hai Dou Qi, but his whole body was tense and he was focused on dealing with the current battle situation. He knew that the real battle had begun, and what he learned from it was also the one he would deal with in the future with those real masters, such as Sdiraya. Being let go once was not something to be proud of, and that would be almost a shame.

For Caesar, the same thing won't happen twice.

He never lacks experience with Siren. From there, he learned a combat experience called instinct, which can cope with any mutational situation. However, Siren is not a sea clan, and they are limited to instincts. The combat experience of the Wisdom clan is still far from it.
Chapter completed!