This is not the magician's fault. During legion wars, the magicians are always blocked by warriors of various races in front of them, so they have plenty of time to release magic. Even in individual battles, they still follow the conservative three old methods: move first, defend second, and attack last.
The magician was very surprised that Caesar could actually pass through the gaps between the three water dragons. This was unheard of. Caesar almost closed his eyes and kicked him. He felt a little reluctant to kick him because it seemed to be endless.
The poor magician was kicked away by Caesar and was bent over like a shrimp, blowing bubbles on the ground, which made Caesar feel a little embarrassed. He really didn't use much strength, it was just that it was too bad.
Only Clara was applauding. Although it was not very exciting, Caesar won anyway. However, the queen and the other four people were not so happy, especially the four court instructors. In their opinion, Sindfar was defeated before he had time to show his strength. It seems that this Sheou commoner is very confident in his speed.
"Your Majesty, I would like to have a discussion with this classmate." The speaker was an instructor from the Fei Shi clan.
"Haha, Gasol, it's great that you are willing to take action." The queen smiled, obviously having great confidence in this minister.
Being a commoner and being able to work in the palace is definitely better than being an ordinary royal family member. Moreover, Caesar has always been paying attention to this person, and he is the only one who is interested.
"I use a sword, what about you?"
"Fist!" Caesar smiled faintly.
Gasol was not polite either. He held his sword horizontally, and suddenly his whole person changed. He had appeared to be the most unassuming person at the beginning, but now his whole body was filled with murderous aura, which came from his experience on the battlefield. Gasol was the survivor of the Shenyue War, and that murderous aura came from killing people. He also knew how to control it and had reached the state of great success.
It cannot be said how strong he is, but in terms of controlling momentum, he is better than Caesar. When ordinary opponents stand in front of him, the bloody murderous aura alone is enough to make people tremble with fear.
Caesar's pupils shrank slightly, and he was obviously affected. The strength of the opponent in front of him was definitely not comparable to that of the dragon knight Styla, but his momentum was not much different.
There was respect in Caesar's eyes. The other party was a real warrior!
With a lightning-fast blow, the long sword drew a bright light and went straight to Caesar's throat. There were no extra tricks, just a completely straight line, ruthless, fierce, accurate and fast. The murderous aura disappeared instantly when the opponent attacked, creating a strange psychological contrast.
But Caesar is Caesar. Although he was curious about this murderous aura, he was not an inexperienced student, nor was he a greenhouse aristocrat. He had seen more terrifying things 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 it clearly, the queen and Gasol.
Although his attack was blocked, Gasol did not pause for a moment. As if he had been prepared for it, he slashed his sword downwards smoothly like flowing water. Not only was Caesar's fist power neutralized, but a part of it was also utilized.
Faced with the magical attack, Caesar reacted instantly, and his elbow incredibly hit the sword's spine, and the sharp blade could not hurt him at all.
Gasol's attack continued without pause, and he continued with diagonal strikes. It seemed that each of the continuous attacks was so coherent that no matter how Caesar blocked it, it would not be interrupted, and Gasol's attack could not have any practical effect.
The attacks of the two made the others dizzy. The speed was so amazing, especially the attack speed. All they could see were a bunch of sword and fist shadows.
Although Caesar did not have such a series of lethal moves, he had learned many ways of escaping danger in his battles with different sea monsters, and these ways of fighting had become his instincts. No matter how the opponent changed, they could not cause him any harm.
Gasol was so surprised that he couldn't be more surprised. The opponent was actually forcing him to use all his strength step by step, intentionally or unintentionally.
Boom~~~
Gasol was distracted for a moment and was knocked out by Caesar's punch, but Gasol felt that the opponent was holding back, otherwise this punch would have decided the outcome.
Caesar stood with his hands behind his back, showing a very excited smile, "Mr. Gasol, please do your best, the opponent is rare."
Caesar saw something worth learning from the other party, which was also what he lacked. Learning at any time is the only way to become a strong man.
When you think that there is nothing more you need to learn, you are not far from failure. Maybe you are very strong, even invincible, but the result of one failure may be death.
Caesar would not do that. He never considered himself an invincible general, and he never pursued anything illusory.
Gasol hasn't been this excited for a long time. Ever since the Shenyue War, his blood has calmed down. Living in the palace does not require too much strength. Sometimes being too powerful is not a good thing.
But the young man in front of him aroused his fighting spirit, and it was in a performance-like duel.
"Haha, good, good, good, the Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves forward!"
Gasol suddenly thrust his sword into the ground, and a piece of the extremely hard diamond was chipped off. The murderous aura became stronger and stronger, and Gasol's eyes turned blood red as if he had gone crazy. This phenomenon did not last long, and a breath that seemed to be tangible was gradually getting stronger.
"Fighting spirit, it's fighting spirit!" One of the palace instructors exclaimed. They had been together for so long and no one had ever known that Gasol could actually have fighting spirit.
Battle Qi is similar to human's fighting spirit. For the sea creatures who have physical advantages, possessing battle Qi can simply double their combat effectiveness. Such talents are extremely valued by all royal families.
Gasol pointed his sword with a whizzing motion. His aura was indeed completely different from before. Even Clara opened her mouth in surprise. However, she believed in Caesar. Although his fighting spirit was strong, it was still far from the golden fighting spirit. Caesar would definitely win.
That's right, this requires a sea battle. These people are simply no match for each other, but such a battle is meaningless to Caesar. The end is the end, and nothing can be learned. However, it is difficult to find such a good opponent.
Therefore, Caesar had no intention of using sea fighting spirit from the beginning. Instead, he tensed up all his nerves and concentrated on dealing with the battle situation in front of him. He knew that the real battle had begun, and what he learned from it would be used for him to deal with those real masters in the future, such as Stilaya. Being let go once was not something to be proud of, it was almost a shame.
For Caesar, the same thing never happened twice.
He has no lack of experience with sirens. He learned a kind of combat experience called instinct from them, which can cope with any sudden change in the battle situation. However, sirens are not sea creatures. They are also limited to instincts and are far from having the combat experience of the intelligent race.
Opportunities are right in front of you, you have to find them yourself!