Among the battle mages, some specialize in physical arts, some specialize in spells, and some specialize in both. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Unlike Wind and Thunder Mages, Battle Mages must fight and cultivate to be complete, and their spells or physical skills alone are enough to stand firm in front of any class and race.

Number Six is a typical battle mage who focuses on physical arts, and among the many abilities of the physical arts department, there is an ability called "Selfless Realm". The realm of selflessness is not a specific physical technique, but a state in which the physical skills of the battle mage will no longer be controlled by the brain, but will all be handed over to the combat instinct that has been deeply rooted in every corner of the body. The brain retains memories, but it does not participate in command.

When Caesar saw Six's eyes become indifferent, he realized that the other party had entered the realm of selflessness.

This means that Six is no longer affected by emotions and other factors, and has become a machine with only the instincts to fight and kill.

Under the control of battle instinct and intuition, he instinctively sensed some danger and avoided the dragon's slap when he couldn't see it.

This is the first time Xiaolong has missed!

Six struck Caesar in the arm with a whip on the leg, and with a muffled grunt, the others saw Caesar fly sideways like a cannonball, slamming into the trunk of a large tree.

This is not the end, No. 6 stepped a little, and appeared in front of Caesar with his back against the trunk, and with a mention of his fists, he didn't know how many punches he threw in an instant.

In the rumbling sound, the big tree, which could only be hugged by more than a dozen people, was interrupted by Six's fist.

Sawdust is flying around!

The seemingly shy literary No. 6, once the fight starts, is much more violent than the fourteenth and thirty-third.

In the midst of a loud bang, a huge tree fell, causing the others who were still fighting around them to temporarily stop and avoid it.

"This guy No. 6, when he fights, he still doesn't care about the people next to him. Thirty-Three muttered with some dissatisfaction.

The wind and thunder mages showed despair on their faces one by one, they were too strong, the battle mages were almost invincible at the same level, and the strength of the sixth and seventh levels completely made the members of the northern delegation present desperate.

Jasmine happened to be on the tree that had been knocked down, and while the tree had not fallen, she quickly jumped onto another tree, turned her head and hurriedly looked down: "Caesar, where is Caesar?"

Suddenly, the forest became bright.

The forest was also illuminated by a lot of light before, including the wind and thunder physique of the wind and thunder mage, and the spell brilliance of the battle mage, but in general, it only added a little light to the dim forest.

It's different at the moment.

At this moment, the light of the sun emanated from Caesar in the field, and he did not fall in the continuous punches of the sixth, but reflected this small battlefield as if it were day!

The second stage is instantaneous and open.

Faced with the sixth-rank seventh, Caesar had no room for reservations at all.

In fact, even with the opening of the second stage of instantaneous opening and the combination of the dragon physique given by the soul of the fire dragon, Caesar still had a very hard time resisting.

Six's fist has a strong piercing attribute, and each punch is like a hot drill, whirling into the depths and then cracking like a fireworks.

"Huhu...... ...... Caesar gasped lowly, no longer paying attention to the others around him, and only staring at the six in front of him.

There was no expression on No. 6's face, and the battle mage who entered the realm of selflessness had all his emotions, thoughts, and thoughts except for retaining the memories of this time...... None of them.

With a sneering sound, a thin layer of flame emerged from Six's body, somewhat similar to the Wind Thunder Mage's Wind Thunder physique.

"It's really a big problem this time. Caesar looked at the sixth, who was walking towards him step by step, like the arrival of death, smiled bitterly in his heart, and slowly asangled to fight left and right.

The little dragon did not fly back to Caesar, but disappeared, and at Caesar's signal, the little one missed the blow and quietly hid.

"One chance, I only have one chance. ”

Caesar thought to himself.

"My attack power is very strong, stronger than the six-level seventh, and I can still take him out with one blow. ”

"The premise is that I have to hit him. ”

"The premise for me to hit him is that Xiaolong can hit him first. ”

"And if you want Xiaolong to hit this guy......" Caesar stared at No. 6's indifferent eyes and said in his heart, "...... First of all, this guy must be withdrawn from the realm of selflessness!"

The 33rd is still entangled with the Northern delegation.

While taking over the Vaal attack, the fourteenth paid attention to the situation on Caesar's side, and when she saw the light on Caesar's body, she frowned slightly: "Instantly?"

The Wind and Thunder Mages of the Northern Delegation were also busy looking at Caesar, including the Kent brothers and the Blue God Maiden, hoping that Caesar would win at this time, because they wanted to live.

Jasmine was still hiding in the tall tree, biting her pale lip, not knowing if she should go down to help, she didn't know if she was qualified to save the scene.

All of them—in battle, not in battle—were watching the battle between Caesar and Six, and they were all spectators, holding their breath with nervousness.

Then, each of them, completely unprepared for it, saw a battle that they would remember for the rest of their lives:

They saw Six accelerate forward and punch Caesar through the chest.

The fist burst out from behind Caesar, who seemed to make only a small dodge that narrowly avoided being shattered in the heart by a single blow.

But such an injury is already fatal.

Number Six was stunned, the state of selflessness was often shaken by unexpected circumstances, such as things that were beyond the body's fighting instincts to handle.

Caesar opened his mouth and spat out, and the No. 2 dragon vein spell "Intimidation", No. 12 "Anger", and No. 44 "Gray", three dragon vein spells that affected the opponent's emotions, were urged by the super overlapping spells of the second stage of instantaneous opening state, and smashed on No. 6's head and face at close range.

Six's eyes immediately returned to focus.

He withdrew from the realm of selflessness.

He frowned and looked at Caesar in front of him, looking at the large stream of blood gushing out of Caesar's mouth, and he didn't understand that this tenacious and difficult opponent in the Dragon Dao was desperately wounded in order to pull himself out of the realm of selflessness?

Then he saw that Caesar was laughing.

The world in front of him seemed to accelerate suddenly, the speed at which the corners of Caesar's mouth curled, the speed at which the light and shadow of the spells around him flowed, and the speed at which Caesar raised his hand and clenched it into a fist, all accelerated.

Number Six is very strange, he doesn't know that he has been lightly pressed by Xiaolong, so he doesn't know, it's not that the world in front of him has accelerated, but that he himself has slowed down!

"Drink!!"

Caesar hit a hook punch and hit the chest and abdomen of the stunned six, bleeding from his mouth and nose, the wounds on his chest and back were in severe pain, and his vision was blurred, Caesar could clearly feel that life was leaving his body, so he punched extremely hard.

Everything happened in an instant, and even those who took the time to turn their heads to take a look saw the whole process of this confrontation in a very short time when they turned their heads to look.

Six was seen flying out uncontrollably like a cannonball, crashing into a tree.

It's like a reenactment of Caesar being knocked into a tree before.

The difference is that Caesar didn't step forward and make up for the punch, because it wasn't needed.

Six has his back against the trunk of the tree, his face facing forward, his face distorted and the person deformed.

And as Six's fist was withdrawn from Caesar's body, the blood gushed from Caesar's chest like a fountain, and he raised his hand to press the wound, shook his body a few times, poofed, and fell to his knees.

The little dragon flew silently and landed again on Caesar's shoulder.