"Okay, I'll challenge this gentleman!" McGonagall was eager to fight your now, he didn't know that you didn't use all his strength last time.

"Let's go outside the hall! it's the palace arena!" Willis took the lead and walked out, and from Hawke, Willis also understood. Your, who has been standing by Francis's side, is probably not as simple as a god rank!

Everyone followed, and today's high-level leaders of Yanjing basically came. On the one hand, Willis is building momentum for Francis, and on the other hand, it is also the intention of these nobles themselves, hoping to get acquainted with the patriarch of the Aeus family.

In the arena, Willis sat on the highest seat, next to Rayser and Bobor, and Caesar's four gods also stood behind their masters. On both sides of the arena, representatives of the three imperial golden families sat together, and Francis and Diess sat directly opposite them. All around were the nobles of Yanjing, and when they heard that the god rank was going to start a competition here, they all surrounded them. After the battle of the god rank, there will be no such shop in this village.

"Several, if you don't mind, I'll go up and take the lead!" McGonagall volunteered and offered to play first.

"Don't be careless, McGonagall, you've already lost to the man in white on the other side!" Marshall reminded in a loud voice, he had wanted to be the first to go, but McGonagall couldn't help but want revenge!

"Don't worry, he grabbed my fist last time, can he still grab my sword this time?" McGonagall jumped directly into the arena and looked at your, full of fighting spirit.

"Three, we Carter will take over the first game!" Marshall said to the three gods of the other two empires.

"It's okay, we don't want to disturb Mr. McGonagall's interest!" Kaya nodded, as a swordsman, he naturally knew that McGonagall's fighting spirit would not be easy to dissipate.

"Your, he's provoking you, aren't you going?" Francis touched the golden mask on his face and held a glass of red wine in his hand, how to drink this?

"It's too weak!" your replied faintly, McGonagall's strength seemed to him completely unnecessary to make a move.

"But, that one is a god rank?" said Randy Grace, who was sitting next to Francis, in surprise, who was standing on the martial arts arena but a god rank?

"Oh, your, go, he's going to challenge you by name, don't let people say we're inconsiderate!" Francis looked at McGonagall on the stage, who was faintly vindictive, and laughed in his heart, asking for his own hardship!

"Yes!" As he finished speaking, Ull appeared on the field, looking at McGonagall indifferently. Willis and the others on the main seat immediately paid all their attention to your, this mysterious man, he was finally able to see his strength with his own eyes.

"I'm McGonagall, the sword god of the fire type!"

"Ulquiola!"

Damn!, McGonagall was annoyed when she saw your's indifferent eyes. With this disdainful look, who does he think he is?

"Won't you draw your sword?" McGonagall pulled out her sword in anger, vowing to make your pay for her actions.

"You don't need to draw your sword to deal with you!"

"Bastard!" McGonagall was furious, and rushed straight at your with her sword raised. Although the martial arts arena is very broad, in the eyes of the Sword God, it is only one step away.

"Ding!" The big sword slashed directly at your's neck, and McGonagall's face, which was originally ecstatic, suddenly stiffened, and his sword didn't even scratch the skin of the enemy!

"Your sword is too blunt!" said your looked at McGonagall coldly, holding out his right hand and pointing at McGonagall who was standing in front of him. It's a virtual flash!!

"Don't kill your!" Just as your was about to release the Void Flash, Francis's voice came.

"You're in luck!" your withdrew his right hand that had released the Void Flash, grabbed the sword around his neck, and crushed it with one hand. Turned around and walked off the martial arts arena, the enemy was too weak!!

"......" is not only on Baibidi's side, even Willis is speechless in shock, the difference in strength is too obvious. McGonagall has an artifact in her hand, and the artifact is so blunt that it can't cut people? It's a joke, the man...... Everyone branded your as invincible at this moment. The crowd on the sidelines admired your prowess, and they didn't know what the scene on the field meant.

"Hawke, this is the man in white who shot that night!" Willis asked, after a moment of silence.

"Yes!" Hawke's face was a little ugly, as a melee professional, he knew that if he and your were to face each other, the result would not be much better.

"Ted, what do you think!" Lesser's voice was completely different from his usual voice, and his eyes flashed with wisdom at this time.

"It's strong! It's so strong that it's beyond the god rank! The one named McGonagall, if it weren't for Francis to speak, he would have been dead!" Ted sighed, apparently taking a big hit as well.

"What do you think?" asked the old mage beside him, a shadow of him who had grown up with him.

"I won't make it to one round!" said Shivan thought for a moment, looking at McGonagall on the field with a little pity. After this battle, I am afraid that it will be difficult for this sword god to advance in the future.

"McGonagall!" Marshall walked over to the field to help McGonagall who was sitting on the ground, he knew that McGonagall had completely lost his fighting spirit, and in the future... I'm afraid I won't even be able to play at a normal level.

"Mr. Baibidi, are we going to make a move?" Kaya looked at McGonagall on the field, this god rank is useless.

"Kaya, go all out! Caesar must not be allowed to have one more golden family!" Baibidi looked at your who was standing on the sidelines, why had he never heard of this kind of strength before? Aetheus, a family that came out of nowhere, had such a terrifying powerhouse! At this time, no one dared to guess that your strength had reached the level of a demigod, after all, those were all hermit-level figures, how could they participate in this kind of competition!

"Well done, your!" Francis was satisfied, not only did not show much strength, but also easily defeated the enemy, leaving an elusive feeling, your did a good job!

"It's the enemy who is too weak!" said your coldly.

Randy Grace looked at your, who was already standing behind Francis, this man was also Francis's bodyguard, but where did he come from?

"Round two, I'll do it!" Kaya said to Marshall, who had just helped McGonagall down.

"Be careful!" Marshall said calmly. He belongs to the Slank family, and McGonagall is royal, so he has no intention of avenging McGonagall.

"Solomon, Kaya!" Kaya stood in the arena, he didn't pick an opponent. In his opinion, the most powerful person in this Aeus family should be your, as long as it is not him, it doesn't matter who the others are.

"Which of you is up?" Francis looked at Kaya standing on the field, this person should be much stronger than the previous one.

"Cut, it's just a trash fish!" Dees glanced at Kaya disdainfully, he was not interested in making a move.

"I'd better do it!" Aiolos walked out of the arena, just taking the opportunity to try out a new trick. It took Aeolos two months to develop this move, and he hadn't really tried how powerful it was, after all, a good opponent was still hard to come across. Although the strength in front of me is not very good, it is enough to just give it a try.

"Hawke, who is this?" Willis looked at Aiolos, such a young face, is he also a god?

"One of the two golden rays of light that night, I don't know him well, and the other is the Dismask!" Hawk whispered, and only a few people in the main seat could hear him.

"Then his strength ......" Willis had a little headache, such a powerful family is not what he wants to see. But... Willis smiled suddenly, Francis was sitting next to his daughter!

"Aiolos of the Aeus family!, please advise!" said Aeolos politely, releasing his little universe to a level similar to Kaya's.

"Please advise!" Kaya pulled out his weapon, which was a giant axe. With the exception of dwarves and orcs, few humans would choose an axe as their weapon.

"Drink—ah!" Kaya slashed at Aiolos with a fighting spirit, and he himself followed suit, rushing over with a giant axe. The fighting spirit streaked a trail on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Aiolos.

"Atom - Lightning Light Speed Fist!!" Just as the fighting spirit was about to approach, Aiolos clenched his right fist and swung it violently. The golden light was mixed, and a golden net flew out, and there were pillars of light in it, and on the ground, all the places swept by the golden light turned into flying debris!!

Just for a moment, without any screams, Kaya fell to the ground in shame, the giant axe in his hand had shattered, but he himself was not seriously injured, it seemed that Aiolos's men were merciful.

Atomic Lightning Lightspeed Fist!?Aiolos has already researched it! Dream Technique, the power should be stronger, right, can you show mercy to your subordinates? Francis looked at Aiolos who withdrew his fist, now everyone is much stronger than before!

"......" just one punch, and a god rank fell, along with the artifact in his hand!

"Hahaha! It's worthy of Francis, there are so many strong men under him! The old man is ashamed of himself!" In the main seat, Willis and Bobor did not speak, only Rayser's hearty voice.

"That's amazing!" After a brief silence, the crowd immediately resounded with admiration on the sidelines.

"yes, one punch is over the battle!"

"Is that the one who fell really a god rank? how do you feel so weak?"

"Maybe the god ranks of other empires are at this level!"

......

"Mr. Ferriner, can you give me the opportunity of the Ottoman Empire?" Seeing that Farena had no intention of making a move, how could Caesar win this battle so easily, no matter what, I would also break one of the wings of this Aeus family!

"If you're interested, I don't mind!" Ferrina said happily, he just came to see the play, the Ottomans can't wait for the war to break out in the three old Yanjing, these three empires have been pressing on the Ottomans for too long!