The Prince of Asgard
14 Battle of the Champions

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The Ogre used his trump card in an attempt to counterattack.

However, he was completely crushed by Caesar's strength.

This rare and exciting fight stunned the audience in the arena. Then, they erupted into earth-shattering cheers.

"Sun God, Sun God!"

Valina opened another bottle of the most expensive wine with a smile on her face. At the same time, her heart was completely relaxed.

She had won a large sum of money from the gambling session this time.

His face was covered in scars. The fighter who had joked about Caesar before was also in the audience.

Understanding the strength of some potential opponents was very important to them.

"Maybe he really can become the champion!”

The scar-faced warrior thought with a complicated expression,'I'll bet on him in the next fight.”

"Wonderful, what a wonderful fight!”

The Grandmaster clapped his hands continuously, his face filled with joy.

"I like him very much. He can become our new champion!”

"You said the same thing yesterday when you saw the ogre fight,"

Beside the Grandmaster, the fat and strong Aunty Topaz said calmly.

"Is there? Then you must have remembered wrongly. That's right, that's it!”

The Grandmaster winked at Topaz. Topaz looked at the Grandmaster helplessly and did not reply.

...

After ten consecutive victories in the bloody battle, one would have the qualifications to challenge the champion!

Caesar did not hesitate to apply to challenge the champion in the arena.

The championship match was scheduled for the next day!

At the same time, the whole of Saka, under the instructions of the Grandmaster, had carried out a large-scale promotion of this battle, claiming that this was a rare and true battle of champions.

Grandmasters loved crowds!

The battle for the championship was held as scheduled.

No one tried to interfere with Caesar before the match. Everything was done to serve the grandmaster.

"Sun God, Sun God!"

"Champion, champion, champion!"

Caesar's supporters were much more than before. After all, he had shown extraordinary strength in the battle with the ogres.

However, compared to the seasoned champion, the Desert Death God, his supporters were mercilessly crushed!

"Damn it, there are always so few people who know what's good for them!”

Caesar waved his hand in the arena and greeted Valena who was in the audience!

Valena was drinking Saka's most expensive wine while waving her hands to cheer Caesar on.

She didn't go to the gambling table this time. After Caesar became the champion, they should leave this place.

The grandmaster stood on the high platform and danced with joy as he watched the two people enter the arena!

Then, he hurriedly took the microphone and said excitedly to the audience,

"I can guarantee that this will be a very exciting fight!”

"This is a real championship battle!"

"I'm so happy!"

"Let the battle begin. Come on, kill him!”

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The audience in the entire arena began to shout wildly. The battle between Caesar and the Desert Death God had already begun!

Champion Fighter, Desert Death God, a powerful sheep-headed demon!

After the Grandmaster announced the start of the battle, he immediately rushed towards Caesar without hesitation.

He had paid attention to the video of Caesar and the ogre fighting.

Those were two opponents who were not weaker than him.

Especially Caesar's Flaming Sun Strike.

Even if it was him, if he was hit by Yang Yan directly, he would die a tragic death on the spot!

The demon's body was not much stronger than the Twin-headed Ogre's.

Maintaining his speed, he immediately went forward to engage in close combat, not giving Caesar the chance to release the Flaming Sun Impact to hit him. This was the tactic of the Desert Reaper.

The sheep-headed demon was not much bigger than Caesar.

The demonic wings flapping behind his back were not just for show.

The sheep-headed demon held a huge death scythe in its hand and surrounded Caesar. From the sky to the ground, it carried out extremely fast attacks in all directions.

Afterimages kept appearing and disappearing around Caesar. It looked like dozens of sheep-headed demons were attacking Caesar at the same time.

It was a magnificent dance of death.

The clanging sound was mixed with sparks that kept flashing, appearing in the dance of death.

The two-handed sword in Caesar's hand danced, leaving afterimages as it continuously collided with the Death Scythe.

A one-handed sword was not durable at all, so Caesar deliberately changed to a more durable equipment.

As soon as the battle began, it reached its climax.

All the spectators widened their eyes and did not say anything. They just stared at the battle in the arena.

"Is this the real battle of the championship?”

"Too strong, too strong!"

"How can you become the champion? Impossible, impossible!"

Some of the warriors who came to watch the battle muttered to themselves.

If they hadn't experienced such a powerful energy attack personally, they might not be able to see anything.

However, the simplest and most intuitive speed and strength were enough to make their confidence fall to the bottom and sink into despair.

A moment later, Caesar lost his patience in the constant battle.

The Desert Death God was not necessarily stronger than the Two-Headed Ogre, but its extreme speed made Caesar fall into a passive position.

It was not an easy task to constantly defend against attacks that came from all directions.

Caesar withdrew 50% of his strength from the demon's latest attack.

Then, with the help of the sheep-headed demon's attack, he instantly retreated dozens of steps, temporarily pulling away from the sheep-headed demon.

The sheep-headed demon did not charge forward again.

Constantly attacking Caesar at high speed was not a small consumption for him.

More importantly, his quick attacks had not yielded any results. He needed a new strategy.

The short confrontation in the arena allowed the audience to recover from the intense battle.

The grandmaster was the first to clap his hands. Then, continuous cheers resounded through the sky!

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