Chapter 16 The Three World Wars

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Just now, the battle broke out suddenly, and it is actually a bit inaccurate to say that it is a battle, because the whole process looks more like a one-sided crush.

The boy named Kasa took the initiative and threw more than 20 punches in a row, but his opponent only let out a series of half-tone cries of "oh, uh, ah, uh, uh, oh, ......" and was knocked to the ground.

This series of even punches doesn't look unusual, but the strength is strong and the style is ruthless, and there is only one place where all the fists land, and that is the face of the young man.

"This physical technique ......" The old man of the Chamber of Commerce stared at Caesar in the room, his face already serious.

All the more discerning people present could see that between the two teenagers, Bai was actually better in speed, but in terms of physical attainment, Na Kasa was obviously much higher.

The seemingly rough face punch, in fact, the direction, angle, and timing of each punch are perfect, even in the eyes of a truly strong man.

Caesar remembered Russell's instructions to keep a low profile, to keep a low profile, so of course he would not easily use killer features such as infinite instantaneousness.

But even his seemingly clumsy and skillful physical skills had already made the battle mages present serious and began to re-examine this "boy who had never seen the world".

The young man named Bai was actually not seriously injured, but he was psychologically hit very hard, and when he was carried down, he kept muttering in distraction: "It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense, my speed is obviously faster than him." ā€

Panier sighed and said to everyone present: "Speed is the foundation of our race, but there are also high and low understandings of speed, simple speed is not the whole of speed, rhythm, timing, prediction, these are also included in the category of speed, this point, you must always keep in mind." ā€

The battle mages present all claimed yes.

When Caesar himself heard this, he was also in his heart, thinking that this Panier was worthy of being the first disciple, and his understanding of speed was not biased, but very comprehensive.

You must know that many battle mages are always overly proud because of their speed, so much so that they ignore a lot of things and understand speed too one-sidedly.

Panier looked at Caesar again and smiled, "You are doing well, please keep up the good work." ā€

Caesar bowed his head, but still did not look at Panier, for he was afraid that he would not be able to resist looking at the phoenix, and Caesar withdrew to wait for his next game.

"I can't imagine that the Battle Dynasty has such a talent now. After Caesar was gone, the phoenix beside Panier spoke, "I'm afraid that young man's physical attainments just now have far surpassed his peers." ā€

Panir nodded, "Not bad." ā€

"But you don't seem to be very happy. Phoenix looked at Panier.

"It's a pity that the base speed is still a bit poor. "As I said, there are many meanings of speed, and many people only understand the basic speed and ignore the other parts. But the base speed is the foundation after all, and Major Phoenix must have experienced this very well. If it weren't for the fact that your base speed wasn't as fast as our battle mage, you wouldn't have revealed your identity and escaped with injuries, would you?"

Phoenix was silent for a moment, and then said, "In the end, you battle mages still think that speed is necessary, speed is not everything, but without speed it is absolutely impossible. ā€

"Isn't it?" asked Panier with a smile.

"I thought so too, but then I met a man whose presence shook my mind," Phoenix said. I don't know if a person without speed can become a top powerhouse, but the existence of that person makes me at least see a glimmer of possibility. ā€

Panier let out an oh and shrugged noncommittally, but looking at his expression, it was clear that he didn't take Phoenix's words to heart, just as he didn't think that the boy could go very far, even though he was amazed by Caesar's physical skills.

The obsession with speed is, in a sense, a foundation for the self-awareness and self-affirmation of the battle mage.

Denying the necessity of speed is like denying the greatest superiority and uniqueness of their race, their class, to many battlemages, including Paniel.

The selection continues.

Approaching midnight, Caesar finally waited for his second game, this time his opponent was stronger than the young white, and after seeing Caesar's first performance, this opponent was obviously more cautious, not daring to be careless, as soon as he came up, he launched a rush attack, physical skills and spells together, and even used the dragon school that is rare at this age, transforming the body into a half-human and half-dragon appearance.

The powerful battle spells wrapped around this player's dragon man's body, and combined with his high-speed physical skills, it could be regarded as the strength of the upper reaches among all the selectors.

However, under the common gaze of many powerful battle mages on the scene, the young man named Kasa stood still and waited for work.

He waited quietly for his opponent's attack, then ignored a lightning-fast jab and ate it with his body, while slamming a backhand into his opponent's face.

Casa's body shook a few times, and then he regained his feet.

His opponent had an extremely strange expression, maintaining an imposing punching motion, and after a few moments, his strength suddenly disappeared and he fell to the ground.

was knocked unconscious by Caesar's punch!

"This ......"

If Caesar's first victory just made people take him seriously again, but they are still not very optimistic, the impact and shock of this competition are even stronger.

Caesar's speed was still inferior to his opponent's, and his opponent's physical skills and combat skills were quite extraordinary, so it should have been at least a tough battle.

But no one expected that Caesar would use this way of exchanging injuries to defeat the opponent with one look!

A high-ranking member of the Chamber of Commerce slowly got up, looked at Caesar, and asked solemnly, "Casa, right......? Could it be that he is also a cultivator of the Imitation Dragon School?"

This is the problem of everyone present, you must know that Caesar is theoretically impossible to win in the exchange just now, because his opponent has the enhancement of the dragon's body, and the battle spell surrounds his body.

In such a situation, he still hasn't fought hard, which can only show that Caesar's body is stronger in resisting blows, and the power of his fists is also stronger!

Battlemages are not a race known for their physical toughness, they are not known for brute strength, they are more like sophisticated and efficient fighting machines.

Among the many abilities of battle mages, the only one that can greatly improve the strength and strength of the body is the dragon school.

Caesar hesitated slightly, nodded, stretched out his right hand, and quietly activated the dragon power in his body, only to see a layer of crimson dragon scales appear on his fist.

Of course, this is not the dragon-like school, the real dragon-like school is like Canglan, where the whole person can be incarnated as a dragon.

But the battle mages of this age have mastered part of the ability to turn into dragons at most, Caesar has shown dragon scales by urging the power of the dragon, and there are so many powerful battle mages present, but no one doubts it.

"Little ghost, did you really grow up in a fourth-level city?" another chamber of commerce high-ranking said, "As far as I know, there is no tutorial for the Quasi-Dragon School in the fourth-level city. ā€

Caesar said with some restraint: "Oh, in fact, one day I passed by a beggar at my door, and I saw that he was pitiful, so I gave him some food and drink, and in order to thank me, he taught me some skills of the dragon school......"

The battle mages present looked at each other, and although they felt that this story was too bizarre, it was difficult to refute it, and it was difficult to continue to ask questions.

The chamber of commerce executive waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go down first, I want to see how you do in the next third game." ā€

Caesar saluted respectfully and retreated silently.

Panier turned his head and asked the old man beside him, "Then who is Casa's opponent in the next game?"

Before the old man could answer, he kept looking at Long Qiqi, who didn't speak much, and deliberately said, "Why, isn't the first disciple not optimistic, and now he is starting to care?"

Panier snorted and said lightly: "The power of that punch just now is indeed a bit unexpected, if you really have a very good talent for the dragon school, the problem of basic speed can be made up accordingly." ā€

Long Qiqi pursed her lips and muttered, "Speaking of which, I've been emphasizing the base speed, hum......"

Panier was too lazy for the little girl to argue, and turned her head to look at the old man again, only to hear the old man say: "Casa's next opponent is a crocodile." ā€

Crocodile, this is naturally the name of a battle mage.

In the Battle Dynasty, many people would take a single word as their name, just like the white before it.

Hearing this name, Panier's eyes moved slightly, and he said, "Oh, I've also heard of it since I got out of the customs, it's the genius boy who has the best physical talent among the younger generation of your Chamber of Commerce, and is born with a strong physique?"

"Yes. The old man nodded, his eyes were somewhat colorful, "He is actually one of my juniors, not only for his high-speed physical skills and strength physique, but also for his early comprehension of the realm of selflessness." ā€

"Is there no self?" said Panier, smiling, "this is really remarkable, so let's wait and see what he does with Casa." ā€

In fact, although Panier doesn't admit it, he does care a little.

Phoenix looked at the many battle mages around him, and could feel the subtle changes in the atmosphere, after all, in all the duels, Casa's two battles ended too quickly and too unexpectedly.

"Listen to the meaning of their words, this player named Crocodile is very powerful in speed and physical skills, his strength and physique are also top-notch, and there is also a special ability in the selfless realm that raises the overall combat power by a big grade out of thin air, which is really difficult to deal with. Phoenix thought to herself.

But then he laughed at himself: "When is it, why are you still thinking about a battle mage imp?" Alas, probably the way he fights, there is a shadow of my student......

The clock strikes midnight and the battle between Caesar and the crocodile is about to begin.

Although it was late, all the battle mages present were extraordinary, full of energy, and they did not feel sleepy at all, but faintly looked forward to the next battle.

The strange thing is that the two players who were supposed to play did not appear in the court for a long time.

The old man standing beside Panier asked, "What's the matter, when the time comes, why don't the players play, are there any rules?"

At this time, a staff member of the Chamber of Commerce hurriedly stepped forward, looking a little panicked and a little weird, and whispered a few words in the old man's ear.

At this moment, the old man's face became extremely exciting, as if he had heard something incredible.

"What's wrong?" asked Panier.

"This ...... This and that......" The old man was a little unfavorable when he spoke, and he couldn't say this and that for a long time.

It wasn't until Panier's face was slightly gloomy that he had to bite the bullet and said, "Just now, there was some friction with Casa while the crocodile was waiting in the background, and the two fought before they officially entered the arena......

Paniel sighed and smiled: "It's nothing, it's normal for young people to be a little angry, isn't it?"

The atmosphere of the fighting dynasty is different from that of the empire, and the attitude towards such things is still more tolerant, in their opinion, it is more like a battle between men than a challenge to the rules.

"So, who won?" asked Panier with a smile.

The old man's old face turned red, but he didn't dare to hide it, and said dryly: "Crocodile...... An arm was removed, and that ...... At last...... Defeated. ā€

As soon as these words came out, the entire martial arts arena became as quiet as death. (To be continued.) )