Bella and they asked everywhere for information about the key, but they have not found anything, which is also a difficult problem for Caesar to think about, how to get the key? First of all, he can't care less about the prestige he has accumulated, and he definitely needs a reason to rob it, after all, he is not a Fabregasian, these guys can be a bandit leader at best, but he Caesar is not, and now the identity of the prince of Cagliari cannot be exposed, which cuts off his last available reason. [Full text reading]

If you can't grab it, you can only participate in the bidding, and the bidding is for money, and it's not a small amount, but the crystal card given by the king has been handed over to Marton to use as activity funds, and the old man laughed very much, and the reason is also very sufficient, and he has to pay out of his own pocket to work for Caesar, which doesn't make sense even if he goes to hell!

"Boss, this is the information we get now, then the five major mercenary alliances seem to be quite strong, and the news in this regard is very strictly blocked. ”

"Normal, if they all cheated themselves, then Xilei would not have been able to get to this point, it seems that we need to find another way, where can we get enough money?" “

"Hehe, in fact, if Princess Clara is auctioned, at least one country can be changed. Kao snickered, but was immediately chased by Clara's water balloon.

Clara looked at Caesar with a resentful face, and Caesar hurriedly waved his hand to make his position clear, it is better to sell Clara as quickly as he sells.

Suddenly, Mida Braso, who had been silent, stood up, "There is a place where you can make money quickly!" Look, this is not a small amount, although I don't know the specific use of the key, but recently rumors have spread that what is the key to the treasure house, and it is not impossible to speculate millions or tens of millions of gold coins. ”

"Probably not, this kind of rumor is not very credible, even rich people will not spend money on such nonsense, but we have to guard against someone to interfere with it. Bendigo said, leaning at his sword.

"Simple, since Lao Mi said that there is a way, let's go and get a vote, the soldiers will block, the water will cover the earth, and it is not a way for everyone to sit here and talk nonsense. Kao was already yelling, and one of the things he didn't like the most was having a meeting.

Mida Braso's method is really simple, and it is also very suitable for the people of the Dragoon.

Red Lips Arena of the Flame of West Thunder.

This is very suitable for rich people, but also very suitable for mercenaries, adventurers so many active people get together, let them do nothing and wait, it is impossible, the existence of this kind of place also provides a place for catharsis, anyone can sign up for the competition, the contestant can get a lot of money if he wins, of course, the most important thing is to participate in gambling, how much confidence in himself to bet, this thing is a million profits, very suitable for Caesar them.

Of course, if Caesar personally went into battle, there would definitely be no one to fight, then it would be meaningless, fortunately Caesar and they did not make a big splash, which also left a chance, and the four kings did not plan to fall out with Caesar, so Liang Zi was temporarily suppressed. Although there was a commotion for a while, no one really recognized Caesar and them, not to mention that there were all the people who came to Xilei this time, and it was normal to have more masters.

Caesar and the others bought the admission ticket, looking at the hot arena, they were also a little enthusiastic, the arena is the main entertainment venue of Xilei, unlike some other professions, can only be used as a foil.

The arena is large, divided into many parts, there is a magician area, a warrior area, and a mixed area, but the mixed area is more popular, followed by the warrior area, and few people look at the magicians, after all, the two magicians point at each other with a bright stick, which is really not interesting.

Caesar naturally won't waste time in the low-level field, and go directly to the central high-level field, where the lower limit of the bet is one thousand gold coins, while the low-level field is one gold coin, the intermediate field is one hundred gold coins, and in the high-level field there is an upper limit of 100,000 gold coins per game, of course, this is also to prevent unpredictable special circumstances.

Caesar's group was stopped by the guards.

"Ladies and gentlemen, would you like to participate in the battle, or as spectators?"

Is there any difference?" shouted Kao.

"Yes, because this is a high-level area, and it is full of the most exciting competitions and excellent warriors, so one of you must show an adventurer's guild certification of level 3 or above, or a proof of assets that can show 100,000 gold coins. ”

The warriors of the guard had a respectful expression and did not have the slightest hint of contempt for them. No one should be a face, that's their motto.

Caesar looked back at the crowd, he had the certification of the Adventurer's Guild, but it was from the Sea Clan. Kao and the others looked at each other, and they naturally couldn't show their hands like Caesar. However, there are many other people in the Dragoon who have mixed up with adventurers.

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When a row of shiny adventurer-level cards flashed in front of the two guards, the two of them were almost dazzled by the stars.

And at this time, Caesar had a problem, I don't know if it was a coincidence, the level certification of the human adventurer's union was exactly the same as that of the sea tribe!

Perhaps this was an agreement reached during the period of friendship and cooperation between humans and the Sea Clan, and no one pursued this.

The professional deference of the two guards immediately turned into looking up, and a group of inconspicuous adventurers actually came up with so many high-level certifications...... There's a lot going on tonight!

"Distinguished guests, inside please. "Rijkaard and the others put away their level cards, like Rijkaard is already level five, probably stained with the light of the poisonous dragon. Others also have four levels.

The level does not necessarily represent absolute strength, and of course, the adventurer does not necessarily represent absolute strength, which can only be used as a reference for everyone to understand.

Caesar took the lead, and the others followed into the senior arena.

"Bacheng is the second ancestor of a mercenary group, and he came out to play with Lao Tzu's men. ”

Seeing that you still have two girls? It's cool to have a good old man, there are girl bubbles, and there are senior bodyguards by your side, why don't we have this life. ”

"*, life and death have fate, wealth is in the sky, let's take care of the door, it's good to be alive in this troubled world now. ”

"I heard that after the birth of the white tiger, the world will be in chaos. I think it's messy enough now, and after the Shenyue War is over, the Sea Clan and the humans won't have the strength to fight again!"

"The ghost knows, but I heard from the history of the barnyard official that the war foreshadowed by the birth of the white tiger is larger than the scale of the Shenyue War, and it is not a racial war, but it is related to the survival of Mayan creatures!"

It's so mysterious, Lao Tzu is still a virgin!"

How many prostitutes have you fucked and are still virgins?"

"You don't understand, my ** is indulgent, and the spirit is still very pure!"

The guard's companion raised his middle finger in disdain, and then crossed his disdain.

At this time, Caesar and the others had already entered the arena, and the dim lights, the huge battle arena, all kinds of fine wines, and beautiful women in rabbit costumes were everywhere, and the dense crowd of people were shouting shirtless, cheering for the warriors fighting in the field.

There are not many cases where men can ignore women, and this is one of them, the people below are playing hard, and the people above are related to their own wins and losses, and they are pulling their throats to cheer, and their eyes are red.

"Second brother, these people are like crazy people. ”

Such a smoky and harsh environment is definitely another world for Clara, but the little princess's ability to accept it has been increasing since she followed Caesar.

Caesar looked at the crowd, "Who will go first?"

Before Kao could shout, Mida Braso had already appeared in front of Caesar, long!"

The other dragoons can only sigh, since there is more Mida Braso, they have all become visiting groups, this guy is simply crazy, but they all understand Mida Braso's mood and pressure, his goal is only one Sea Dragon King Calasso, no matter who sees someone like his father die in front of him, he will be crazy, but Raikunin's death is so helpless, coupled with the accusations he later beared, it forced Mida Braso to go to extremes.

He wants to prove to all mankind that his master is a hero, that he can defeat Calasso, and if he doesn't win, he will die!

By this time, the arena not far from them had already decided the winner, and a warrior with a tattoo of a skeleton was shouting in the sky, his opponent's head had been blown out.

"*, Kilishenko has won sixty-six games in a row, this pervert has caused Lao Tzu to lose so much money!"

A group of losers yelled and threw out their tickets, which had been reduced to waste paper with Kilishenko's victory.

Kilishenko looked at the people around him defiantly with his chest on his chest, but the rich businessmen did not plan to let their men play, they were still watching the fun.

Caesar and the others came to the front of the arena and sat down, and anyone who dared to sit in such a position was either a rich man or a contestant, and they did not look like rich people when they looked at Caesar.

While the people around him were suspicious, Mida Braso had already jumped into the field. Kilishenko stopped shouting and looked at the challenger with interest, not expecting anyone to dare to go up, which was an unexpected surprise.

"Boy, you are very kind, take off your hat and let the uncle take a look. Kilishenko shook his double moon slash, countless people have fallen under his weapons, he will not underestimate any of his opponents, and those who dare to come down after seeing his strength are not good birds. The experienced Kilishenko does not give up any opportunity to hit his opponent, and the verbal stimulation is also one.

Obviously, this kind of attack is useless to Mida Brasso, the pressure in his heart is as heavy as the sky, and he will not be too sensitive to the reaction of the outside world

Still, Mida Braso took off his adventurer's clothes, revealing his true face.

A referee approached, no nonsense, as long as both players agreed, it could start immediately, and of course people had already started betting at this time.

The service of the arena is very in place, the portable magic crystal card can be swiped instantly, there are such machines on every seat in the high-level area, and the paper that is swiped out is the receipt, and the low-level area is more troublesome.

"This kid is very tender, Lao Tzu bet on him!"

"*, you're crazy, you can win Warcraft with this little white face,, it's still Kilishenko, less is also earning!"

At this time, as soon as there was a new challenger, people immediately shouted wildly, there is no civilization here, most people are crazy, **naked catharsis, some people are still excited to ravage the past maids**, venting the tension and excitement in their hearts.

Caesar nodded, Luo Ruo immediately swiped 50,000 gold coins, this is their principal, if they lose, they have to run back to Effie from Xilei.

"Let's get started, boy, and let me see what you're up to!"

Kilishenko's eyes narrowed slightly, and he swept Midabraso all over, but Midabraso didn't even untie his heavy sword, just looked at his opponent indifferently.

"Let's do it!"

Kilishenko did not underestimate his opponent because of his opponent's contempt, and after so many battles, he understood that he had to be careful in order to win, and that his superficial rudeness was only used to confuse his opponent.

"Stinky boy, dare to underestimate your uncle, take it!" Kilishenko rushed towards Mida Braso like a tank, fast, but not particularly fast, but as soon as he stepped out of a few cloths, Kilishenko's degree suddenly skyrocketed, and the fighting spirit on his body soared, and there was actually thirteen levels!

Rumble......

Mida Braso didn't reflect at all, he was beaten straight up, Kilishenko didn't stop there, this little white face gave him a really bad feeling, he had no power to fight back if he had to fight!

Before the figure hit the ground, Kilishenko was already under Midabraso, and another heavy upper kick hit Midabraso's waist, and Kilishenko roared and bounced into the air, and hit Midabraso's chest with a heavy blow with both hands clasped.

Boom......

Mida Braso was hammered straight into the ground, and the arena floor collapsed into a crater, where Mida Braso lay motionless.

After a slight pause, there was a lot of scolding, all of which were scolding from the characteristics of various countries.

Kilishenko touched the sweat on his head, he didn't understand why he was sweating. Obviously, the opponent was beaten by him and had no power to fight back, but his psychology was always not strong*.

And due to Mida Braso's extremely poor performance, the odds are constantly changing, at this time, it is almost one-sided inclined to Kilishenko, this guy's thirteen fighting spirit is not fake, I didn't expect to hide a hand all the time, and in the previous game, he used up to twelve levels of fighting spirit.

This guy is looking for guilt again. Kao muttered, wondering why Mida Braso seemed to like being beaten when he was fighting with others, and he only started to fight back when he was almost beaten.

Caesar knew very well in his heart that although Mida Braso's way was not particularly humane, it was indeed a very good way, if his opponent was Calasso, not only to improve the attack power, but also to defend the same, the immortal will and the immortal body were the key conditions for fighting against the top masters, and Mida Braso had this awareness.

Maybe Mida Braso is not the strongest attack among the dragoons, but he is definitely the most durable, even better than Barty, and his resistance is purely acquired.

Caesar greatly appreciated this will.

Mida Braso slowly stood up, swept the dust on his body expressionlessly, and suddenly the people who scolded and shouted to kill fell silent, cutting off the heads of the losers is their favorite, and at the moment when the blood is splashed, it can give them the same satisfaction.

"Is that all you need?" Mida Braso's eyes were dead.

Kilishenko's face showed his usual self-confidence, but his heart was already vigilant, and sure enough, as he had guessed, he had met an opponent! He pulled out the Double Moon Slash from behind, his face was solemn, and his silver fighting spirit increased to a peak, and a powerful momentum filled the audience, and Mida Braso, who was facing him, was still useless.

"Boss, Mida has a problem, he doesn't want to win this kid without fighting spirit, right?"

The faces of the others were a little solemn, it was not difficult to win such an opponent with Mida Braso's kung fu, but it would be another matter if there was no need to fight, I am afraid that no one present except Caesar and Farewell had such a certainty.

Caesar looked at Mida Brasso, and it was a very good feeling that he put himself in the most dangerous situation at every moment...... I'm afraid that's the only way to quickly increase my strength. Among the dragoons, he is most optimistic about Mida Braso, not because of talent, but because of will.

Mida Braso also pulled out his heavy sword, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, drawing a spark, the two killed together, the contrast of strength is very obvious, Kilishenko, who used the thirteenth level of fighting energy, is far stronger than Mida Braso, every time he touches, Mida Braso's body is like being hit hard, swaying. Kao and the others also sensed that something was not right, even if they played, they couldn't play like this, and one accidentally lost his little life.

With a heavy blow, Mida Braso flew out again, this time it was more miserable, the naked eye could see that the hand holding the sword was trembling, Kilishenko was a little bottom, this kid may be strong, but for some reason he can't use his fighting spirit.

"Hehe, boy, if you want to blame it, you will be blamed for your bad life, if you don't have to fight again, you won't have a chance. ”

Mida Braso gradually got up from the ground, there was only one opponent in front of him, that was the Sea Dragon King Calasso, and the gap between him and Kilishenko without being vindictive was as big as the gap between him and Calasso, or even greater.

As soon as he thought of this, Mida Braso's fighting spirit burned infinitely.

Roar......

Mida Braso, who got up from the ground, picked up his heavy sword and rushed towards Kilishinko, still without fighting spirit.

The faces of the dragoons are a little serious, and they have been together for a while, everyone knows Mida Braso's personality, this guy is simply a tendon, if he doesn't use his fighting spirit now, he will definitely not use it in the later battles, but in this case, there is only a dead end, and he is not strong enough to that extent.

The scene was a little out of control, and Mida Braso was knocked out again and again by Kilishenko's heavy blows, and got up again and again. In fact, Kilishenko is even more depressed, with his strength, he can kill the opponent at one time, but every time he makes contact, his strength seems to be unable to swing to the extreme, and this kid's attack is very weird, and every time he hits the weak point of his strength defense, this feeling of being seen through makes him very unhappy.

Twinmoon slashed Midabraso's heavy sword and kicked him in the abdomen with a solid kick, causing Midabaso to fall headfirst against the wall.

This time, even Caesar and Jebel were already a little wrong, they didn't object to Mida Braso's way of exercising, but they couldn't joke with their lives!

The two looked at each other, obviously not knowing how to deal with it, the most taboo thing about such a battle is that someone disturbs them, life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, your life is life, and other people's lives are also life!

Jebel's eyes flickered, "Something is wrong with him. ”

Caesar and the others had already noticed Mida Braso, who was slowly getting up, his eyes were very hollow, and although he was fighting, he did not see his opponent at all.

And now Mida Braso has simply become Kilishenko's target, but he has never encountered such a durable target, and he is a little chilled when he hits, ordinary people have died several times after such an attack, but this kid can still stand up.

Before that, Mida Braso didn't plan to do so, he just experienced all kinds of attacks as usual, and then killed the opponent, but somehow, when everyone scolded the liar, he seemed to be stimulated, and then he didn't know what happened later, and the opponent in front of him seemed to have become Calasso, and he was so powerless.

Getting up again and again, rushing over, in exchange for only falling, it is undeniable that this is the gap between him and Calasso like a chasm, and his revenge is probably just a joke in Caraso's eyes, not even a joke.

The drenched Mida Braso vented his helplessness and rushed to Kilishenko.

At this time, Kilishenko was already in control, and the kid in front of him couldn't play any tricks anymore, and when he was relaxed, he also played a little bit and kicked Mida Braso away, he wanted to see if this kid was immortal and how many times he could stand up.

"Second brother, what's wrong with Mida, why doesn't he have to be vindictive?" asked Clara inexplicably.

This is too abnormal, it stands to reason that now it's a critical moment in life, and it's just a matter of no strength, if you have power, it will definitely explode!

Caesar didn't answer, he didn't know, apparently Mida Braso wasn't joking now, and he could really die if he continued like this.

Didi's feet were held down by Jebe as soon as he moved, shook his head gently, and said calmly: "If he can't see through it, early death and late death are the same." There was a cruelty in the words, but it was something they could all understand.

Mida Braso's purpose is different from the others, his opponent is the Sea Dragon King Karaso, the first warrior of the Sea Clan, an existence that even masters have to look up to, if he can't even solve this knot, he won't even have the qualifications to stand in front of Karaso.

Rumble...

Mida Braso didn't know how many times he had fallen, he was getting slower and slower to stand up, his body was shaking more and more, his vision was beginning to blur, he didn't know how to exert himself anymore, and his whole person was crushed by his huge heart knot.

Kilishenko kicked away Midabraso's heavy sword, stomped him under his feet, and waved his arms, but unfortunately this time the cheers were not very loud, people were a little strange to look at the person at his feet, I really don't know what he was fighting for, obviously he couldn't do it anymore, and he stood up again and again, if it was another person, he would have been lying down and waiting for death.

No matter what, Mida Braso is a dragoon, and his strength can actually crush the other party, but now he is trampled under the feet of such a coward, this is simply a great shame, the other dragoons are almost unbearable, even Yang Jiucheng and others, who are like hanging children, are angry.

As long as Caesar gives an order, they will definitely tear the guy on the field to pieces, he can die, but he must not be insulted, this guy is clearly insulting Mida Braso, insulting Mida Braso is equivalent to insulting the Dragoons, which they can't bear.

But Caesar still didn't move, Clara couldn't stand it anymore, she and Luo Ruo wanted to say something, but they still didn't say it, women wouldn't understand men. Caesar and Jebel think very consistently, if it is said that saving Mida Brasso at this time is equivalent to saving a waste, he will never be able to defeat the demons in his heart, let alone avenge Laikunin, I have to say that Laikunin is a real man, Caesar admires him very much, not to mention strength, just cultivation and realm will give him a lot.

Kilishenko also felt that it was time to end, and the audience seemed to be taking pity on this damn boy and making him nervous in vain, "Boy, it's time for you to hit the road, I really don't know what kind of waste master preached you like a wreck!"

Kilishenko spat in disdain, but he soon realized that something was wrong.

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If he didn't say this, there would be no such person as Mida Braso in the future, and the Leykunin Sword Saint line would end here, and in fact, Mida Braso himself was equivalent to giving up, he was deeply blocked under the double pressure of the outside world and psychology, and in the deepest part of his heart, he was powerless, and even his own master couldn't defeat the Sea Dragon King, how could he defeat it?

Death is also a relief, it is too heavy and too tiring.

However, Kilishenko's last casual nonsense set off a storm in Midabraso's heart that was stronger than the forbidden spell, and Midabraso saw the master's smile before he died, which was a piercing pain.

If Mida Braso had any covers, it was that he should not insult his master in front of him.

It's definitely taboo, far beyond his life!

Kilishenko saw the waste wriggling under his feet, and he didn't mind making up for it again, this time kicking Midabraso in the head.

But the kick of the broken iron and gravel stopped in mid-air, and he couldn't kick it down.

At this time, Caesar and Jebel breathed a sigh of relief, they could finally sit down, I really don't know if it was Mida Braso's luck, or Kilishenko's life was too bad, why did the supporting characters always like to say so many concluding remarks?

Kilishenko was lying on the ground, already dying, Mida Braso, and there was a momentum like a treasure, and there were signs of vindictiveness!

The first thing he saw was Mida Braso's eyes, a pair of eyes that burned with rage, and could burn all the rage!

Huhuhu......

Mida Braso slowly stood up and held out his hand towards Kilishenko. Kilishenko's first reaction was flash, but he couldn't move his feet, and watched Mida Braso choke his neck and slowly lift it, and the silver fighting energy on his body immediately exploded to break free, which stimulated Mida Braso.

Rumble......

The audience was amazed...... Oh my God, the joke of the Supreme God, this guy who has been beaten all the time turned out to be a golden warrior, a master of the Holy Realm!

What a young Sanctuary master!

At this time, Mida Braso was like an angry lion, his head was completely fluttering with the golden fighting spirit that soared into the sky, and Kilishenko was completely stunned, he couldn't figure out that his opponent was actually the legendary golden warrior!

Only!"

Mida Braso said word by word, the golden fighting qi gushed out of his body like a tidal wave, and the degree was even more powerful than when Luo Ruo awakened.

It can only be described as terrifying, as soon as he woke up, he had this level, and it can only be said that Mida Braso does have a strong talent, and more importantly, the stimulation from the outside world is too strong, and the more persistent the person, the more outrageous it will be once he goes berserk.

Kilisynko's poor silver fighting spirit was so fragile in front of the top golden fighting spirit of the human race, it was not that he didn't want to say it, but he was pinched by Mida Braso and couldn't speak at all.

Midabraso's mental state at this time has not completely calmed down, it is completely extremely depressed and extremely irritable, he didn't give Kilishenko a chance at all, with an earth-shattering roar, Kilishenko's head was blown away by the golden fighting spirit, but this was not enough to vent Midabraso's anger, I don't know when the heavy sword has returned to his hand, like a sword.

I am afraid that it is rare for those present to see the sword of the golden warrior in such a rage, and it is conceivable that Mr. Kilishenko will not even have scum left.

Mida Braso's state has not fully adjusted, and the second sword is close behind, but the others are panicking, if there is another sword, it will be pure destruction.

Suddenly, Mida Braso's heavy sword stopped in mid-air.

Because a man caught his sword.

"Almost, Mida, you need a little rest now!" Caesar laughed, rejoicing for Mida Brasso.

At this time, Mida Braso's eyes gradually regained their clarity, and when he saw Caesar, his fighting spirit slowly dissipated, and his body fainted as soon as he became weak, and the next moment the two returned to the stands.

"God, hell, did you see it? That man actually took the sword of the Golden Warrior with one hand, oh my God!"

Immediately, the audience was full of discussions, and it was unimaginable that what was supposed to be an ordinary game turned into a golden warrior in a fight, which is really a hell of a life.