The fighting spirit of the dragon is growing without limit. The black dragon wants to completely overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum. The moment he kills this guy, those old immortals will definitely make a move. This is his chance. More people? Humph, more loopholes, easier to run. However, his wonderful plan was ruined by this kid. He must cut off a part of his body before leaving!
The fighting spirit of the Jiao comes from the inner nature of the Jiao clan. The stronger the power, the stronger the uncontrollable evil spirit. This is not something he can control. Just a little bit more, and the whole situation will be under his control.
Caesar opened his heart defenselessly and let the other party release his fighting spirit. There was such a strong sense of oppression. The strength of a single round of fighting spirit was so strong that the dragon man in front of him was almost close to the level of a golden warrior. This made Caesar very excited. He had always hoped to have another fight with Stilaya. The man in front of him could be considered a warm-up, but his weakness was obvious. The quality of this fighting spirit was too poor. How could it be compared with the pure sea fighting spirit.
The black dragon was getting more and more excited. In order to save his life, he usually wouldn't use his fighting spirit, and his experience in dealing with ordinary opponents and existing killers was enough. He had stored up the black glue fighting spirit for eighteen years. Not to mention the young newbie in front of him, even if the six kings of the sea clan came, he would not have any problem. Otherwise, how could he have the courage to come here.
Including the principal and the people below, reactions varied. Lao Jiao and the others had to worry. The old rogue's fighting spirit had grown to such a crazy level. Although it could only be maintained for a while, there were not many people in the entire sea clan who could reach this level of fighting spirit. But the words had been spoken, and there was no way to go back on their word. Otherwise, even if Caesar's life was saved, his future would be affected. A lot of people were worried, especially Elena and the others. They had all seen the world, and they knew how terrifying the other party was by comparison. They couldn't help but worry about Caesar. Clara had also seen Caesar fight the Frost Dragon King, but there were too many extra factors involved, and the dragon was simply a pure child compared to the guy in front of them. But now there was nothing they could do except pray.
The women of the sea tribe are also proud of the heroic deeds of men.
Of course, there were many happy people. Even Xiao Porter, who was so shrewd, could not hide the smile on his face. He hated Caesar to the point of deep hatred. In the eyes of outsiders, he might be a generous and romantic aristocrat who did not care much, but in fact, it was just the opposite. He was the typical vindictive person. He hated Caesar so much that his teeth were itching at night. Now he finally had a chance to watch a good show, how could he not be happy.
Colorius was not interested in the battle situation at all. He was concerned about the reactions of the people around him, even that Nina. There was something wrong with this woman's eyes. Why was she looking at Caesar's relatives and friends? And with the jealousy that is unique to women. Tsk tsk, should he add fuel to the fire?
Collorio was calculating, and at the same time, he was also calculating his opponent. He was determined to win this time's Sea King Festival. This was a rare opportunity for the Renault family to turn things around, and they would not hesitate even if it meant making a deal with the devil!
Roar~~~~~~~~
Seeing that the opponent's pressure was about to overwhelm him, Caesar finally roared to the sky, his head suddenly raised, his long hair flying, and the sea fighting spirit that had been accumulated and waiting suddenly erupted. Caesar's sea fighting spirit was undoubtedly excellent and indomitable. No matter how much pressure he faced, he would never lose his nature, even when the opponent's fighting spirit had an overall advantage. If it were Caesar a few months ago, he would probably be dead if he met the black dragon, but things are different now.
Hei Jiao suddenly felt that the victory that was within his grasp was on the line again. It turned out that the opponent's fighting spirit was not disturbed under such pressure. This situation was unheard of. If his fighting spirit controlled the situation, then the opponent's fighting spirit controlled the surface.
Caesar was completely into the game with a bright smile on his face, which immediately made a group of female fans who were worried about him scream, but the people in the stadium could no longer hear it.
"Damn, the boss is the boss, he never forgets to pose!"
Kao's eyes sparkled with envy. "For the sake of my plan to continue my family line, I have to use it well in the future."
"Come on, don't risk your life. Your situation is not the same as Caesar's. He is used to putting himself in adversity in exchange for greater strength. If a warrior with a battle axe who is always marching forward gives up his momentum to his opponent, he might die before he even pulls out his axe."
Isa immediately refuted Caesar's bad thoughts. As friends, the others naturally nodded in agreement. As for Kao's self-esteem, he didn't care so much. The question was... did he have it? Maybe he had it before, but since he met Isa, it had been used up long ago.
It was rare that Ka'ou was actually very happy this time. "Classmate Yisa, why do you always target me? Do you like me? Oh, what should I do? We in the She'ou tribe only like beautiful girls!"
Isa's face sank. If there weren't so many people around, Kao would have been blasted to pieces. Kao seemed to know this and made full use of it. Unfortunately, how could he be a match for Miss Isa when it came to bickering?
"Kao, stop dreaming. When you are the only man left in the world, I would rather choose a human being."
"Am I that bad?" Kao looked for some confidence from the people around him with a sad face, but no one paid any attention to him.
The referee of this match had long since run away, and the pressure generated by the friction between the two huge auras had forced twenty magicians to desperately use their magic crystals. The situation was more serious than they had expected, and they had never expected to encounter such an embarrassing situation in their first match, but they had to hold on.
Seeing that he could not overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum and that the opponent's rebound force was getting stronger and stronger, Hei Jiao immediately launched an attack. The two people on the arena suddenly disappeared, vanishing out of thin air.
The audience burst into an uproar, looking at the stands in disbelief, while the real masters narrowed their eyes at this moment...what a fast speed!
The Black Dragon's best skill when using Dou Qi is speed, not to mention using its full strength. Caesar has never used his full strength and is more adaptable on land than ordinary sea creatures. His speed is only slightly slower than the Black Dragon, but this tiny difference is very critical in the battle between masters, not to mention that the opponent has the advantage in Dou Qi.