Ordinary people might be careless or proud, but this would never happen to Caesar. Sometimes this is also a kind of talent. Caesar has been very serious about every battle since he was a child, let alone fighting with such a master. The countless thrilling experiences during his travels told him not to be overconfident until the last moment.
When the giant moved, ten compressed water balls had already blasted over. The giant in the air roared loudly and swung the giant axe in his hand like lightning. There was a fighting spirit of more than 60 centimeters extending from the axe, which was simply horrifying.
After dodging five and shattering two water balls, he was still targeted by the remaining three. There was a loud bang in the air, and the whole person was submerged in the violent water element.
"not good!"
With Zhebie's rare scream, the giant actually broke through the bombardment of three compressed water balls and slashed towards Caesar. Not everyone can withstand three compressed water balls. Even with the resistance of fighting spirit, he was obviously injured to some extent. Not only was the fighting spirit reduced, but also blood came out from the corner of his mouth... green.
When Elena saw the blood, she suddenly remembered a race. It was the legendary extinct sea race. They were very powerful. At the peak of that race, all other races combined could not shake their rule. They were invincible. But later for some unknown reason, that race became extinct. However, their existence was still recorded in the classics of the sea dragon clan. Judging from various signs, this giant was most likely a descendant of that race.
Everyone gasped in shock. Looking at Caesar's thin physique, then at the ferocious giant, and the terrifying axe, some girls closed their eyes in fear. They didn't want to see the tragic scene of the axe cutting flesh and blood in half.
Boom~~~
The breath of cold air that was taken in was regurgitated as soon as it entered the body, and Colorio's mouth was half cracked and then stuck.
"What a great force! My hands are numb." Caesar's right hand was holding the blade of the fatal battle axe, and the azure sea spirit rose into the sky.
The giant looked at Caesar's fighting spirit with a panicked expression, excitement, doubt and sadness. The chaotic emotions gathered into an explosion. With a roar, the fighting spirit in his body suddenly became fierce from weak, and the strength increased sharply, and Caesar's pressure increased sharply.
Caesar slowly bent his right arm and punched out with his left fist. In contrast, the tiny fist made a metallic collision sound when it hit the giant's body. The giant, as big as a small hill, was blown away and fell to the ground with a bang. The entire stands were shaking.
Caesar also fell down, rubbing his right hand. This guy was simply born with supernatural power. Coupled with the protection of his strange fighting spirit and a speed that was totally inconsistent with his body size, he was definitely a tough opponent.
Birds of a feather flock together, and Caesar likes people like this the most.
The whole place was silent. Not only students were there, but many teachers had gathered around, including our principal.
But our principal looked a little regretful. Maybe it was because he was old, he always liked to mutter, "My secret weapon is ruined. Once it's exposed, those old guys might try to poach my students. That old fish head from Edinburgh might still show some consideration, but those shameless people from other schools might use any tricks. It seems I need to increase the budget!"
"Is this guy a human or a ghost?"
"Yeah, was my eyes dazzled just now? He was clearly a magician, how did he suddenly become a warrior who can use fighting spirit?"
"Poseidon bless you, this guy is actually a fighting spirit warrior who can release compression magic. Besides the dragon clan, there are actually people who can use fighting spirit!"
(There is still an essential difference between battle energy and fighting energy. Dragon fighting energy is a kind of fighting energy between battle energy and fighting energy. It is impossible to determine which of the three can ensure victory in battle, but the quality of dragon fighting energy is higher, followed by fighting energy, and then battle energy. However, there are many types of fighting energy, and there are advantages of upgrading. I think gold fighting energy may be better than dragon fighting energy.)
"I wanted to join in the fun, but I saw two monsters!"
"That Caesar is a freshman just like us!"
"Is this true? He's also a freshman. He's seen some of the college exchanges this year. Just wait and see. No wonder the principal is so kind to him according to rumors. I thought he was the illegitimate son of some big shot, but I didn't expect he's actually such a big shot!"
The discussions below were like the panting sounds of a group of crabs on the beach after the tide receded. They were obviously intimidated by the strength of the two men.
Caesar was a little excited, but the giant on the opposite side was very excited...what was he excited about?
Caesar couldn't figure it out, but he knew one thing: the other party was fighting desperately!
The giant's huge body was jumping flexibly on the stands, his fighting spirit was rising, and his speed was getting faster and faster. Soon there was only a thudding sound that shook the eardrums and a huge afterimage.
It is hard to imagine that this is a move that a person of such a body can perform!
Dozens of afterimages merged into one in an instant and piled towards Caesar in the middle... There was no way they could do anything because they were too tall. When the afterimages gathered, it felt like they were going to squeeze Caesar into a meat paste.
Unfortunately, although the giant is fast, he forgot that there is a difference in size after all. And what Caesar is most proud of is not his sea fighting spirit, not magic, but his speed!
All the afterimages are fake, and the real entity is in the air. The giant has already smashed down with his axe, using almost all his fighting spirit. But when the axe got close to Caesar, he knew it was not good. It was also an afterimage. A nimble person might be able to stop it, but his body was too huge, and speed could not change the reality of his weight. Moreover, the force had already been used and it was not as easy as saying to take it back.
This time it was truly earth-shattering. The solid arena was instantly filled with flying rocks, the giant sank, and the poor arena immediately cracked.
The principal was so heartbroken. This kind of fighting arena was very expensive and the budget was going to be increased. He was depressed. Why did everything in the world cost money? It was too vulgar and did not conform to his noble sentiments. He decided to let the students fight in the wild in the future.
Caesar did not chase after him, but watched the giant from outside the pit. He even liked this giant, but his situation was a little strange. He was a little weak when he was forced by Colorius, but when he saw him using the sea fighting spirit, he became more energetic, as if he had a deep hatred with him.