In the stands, Caesar's gaze suddenly froze. He stared at the place where the two men were fighting, and there was a trace of surprise on his face.
Li Duer and Besmir were also surprised.
The worry in Ding Long's eyes completely disappeared and was replaced by a strange expression.
Among these people, the calmest was Wu Nao. He had long known that Yang Xuan was a Heaven-stage master. How could he be worried that he was not a match for a few Xuan-stage warriors?
Back in the field, Gita, who was holding the mace, slowly lowered his head in disbelief. In his line of sight, a slender finger gently touched the top of his mace, without a trace of anger.
"You …" He was tongue-tied and somewhat speechless.
"I said, all of you can come together." Yang Xuan flicked his finger, and the mace instantly exploded and smashed fiercely toward Gita's forehead.
"Be careful!" The other two warriors saw that the situation was not right and hurriedly warned.
But it was too late. The mace that was bounced away by Yang Xuan made a rapid whistling sound. It was so fast that it brought out traces of afterimages. Before Gita could react, it directly hit his forehead.
Boom!
After a loud noise, Gita fainted without even a groan.
"Good!" The excited Julie could not help but shout.
Wu Nao's face was full of smiles. That extremely comfortable expression was as if he was the one present.
Ding Long stared at Wu Nao for a long time and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth. "Heaven-stage? You knew? "
Of course, it was Heaven-stage. How could it not be Heaven-stage?
One must know that the warrior named Gita was a master in the middle stage of the Xuan-stage. He could not even defeat Chadu with one finger. If it was not Heaven-stage, what was it?
Wu Nao's expression was as if he had just defecated, and he said arrogantly, "Humph, don't you think about my taste?"
On the other hand, Caesar's expression was somewhat cold.
His misestimation of the enemy's strength made him lose face in front of the two priests.
At this moment, his heart was filled with killing intent.
"How dare you!"
The remaining two warriors flew into a rage. Ignoring everything else, they directly flew over. While they were in mid-air, they each took out a spear-shaped weapon and directly stabbed at Yang Xuan.
The two long spears carried a murderous aura and vaguely seemed to transform into two huge dragons. They opened their mouths and fiercely pounced on Yang Xuan.
Clang!
Yang Xuan drew a long black saber from his waist. In the next moment, he casually handed it over with a light stroke.
"Annihilation Saber Art, Void Breaking Slash?" Ding Long had a strange expression.
The Obliteration Saber Technique was just a common martial art in the Demigod Palace. It was very ordinary and could only unleash a limited amount of power.
He didn't expect Yang Xuan to use such ordinary martial arts to face the enemy.
But in less than a second, he shut up.
This was because the black saber that pierced through the air had already lightly slashed the necks of the two dragons, splitting them into four parts.
The long spear was broken into pieces, and its power was retracted. However, the black blade light did not stop there. Instead, it continued to pursue.
Puff!
After a few soft sounds, the four arms fell to the special ground. Black blood flowed backward, forming a black stream.
Loud screams came from the mouths of the two warriors. Having lost their arms, they felt as if they were being torn apart by the saber. They were in so much pain that they wished they were dead.
Compared to them, Gitta, who had been knocked unconscious by Yang Xuan, was much happier. At least he did not have to bear the pain of losing his arms.
However, it was uncertain whether he would become an idiot when he woke up.
The field fell into silence. Except for Wu Nao's smug laughter, no one spoke.
Xiao Jing, who had been sitting in the stands and watching the battle, had a strange look in her eyes.
The Demigod who had casually cut off people's arms gave her a sense of familiarity.
After a moment of silence, Caesar slowly stood up.
"Good, good, good. You are already a Heaven-level master. I underestimated you," Caesar said as he stepped into the air and came to the field.
"Take them down and heal them," he said, looking at the three warriors on the ground.
For the civilization level of the Demigod race, surgery such as reconnecting a broken arm was just a small operation.
When the other warriors carried the injured away, only Yang Xuan and him were left on the field, Caesar spoke again. "What happened between you and me is written off. I am a man of my word."
Yang Xuan looked indifferent and did not comment.
A smile suddenly appeared on Caesar's face as he continued, "I remember that you wanted to make a bet with me?"
Yang Xuan smiled. When Caesar walked down from the stands and stood there, he knew that Caesar wanted to kill him.
"Yes, do you have the guts to make a bet with me?" Yang Xuan said coldly.
"Okay!"
Caesar did not hesitate and agreed directly. "How do you want to bet?"
"You and I fight once. If you win, you take my life. If I win, you have to promise me one thing!" Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and said.
"Okay, I promise you!" Caesar still did not hesitate.
The atmosphere became tense.
Ding Long looked at Wu Nao and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Are you sure?"
Wu Nao retracted his provocative gaze and shook his head slightly. "No."
"Then why did you let him go?" Ding Long was puzzled. "Although they are both in the Heaven's Rank, there are differences in the Heaven's Rank. How long has Caesar been in the Heaven Rank? How long has he been in the Heaven Rank? How long has he been in the Heaven Rank? Isn't he just sending himself to his death?"
"This is his request." A hint of worry finally appeared in Wu Nao's eyes as he slowly said, "He said that there are things a man should and shouldn't do. If he can't fight to his heart's content with Caesar, his cultivation won't improve anymore."
"Seeking a breakthrough in battle?" Ding Long frowned. "That's too dangerous."
"I said the same thing, but he is confident in himself," Wu Nao said.
"Confidence and conceit are two different things. I think he is sending himself to his death." Ding Long sighed and then asked, "By the way, what do you mean by there are things that a man should and should not do?"
"It means that when it's time for you to shit, you shit. Don't hold it in," Wu Nao explained.
Ding Long was dumbfounded. After a while, he asked, "What kind of freaking explanation is that? Who said that? "
"Cha Du!" Wu Nao sighed.
Yang Xuan and Caesar naturally could not hear their conversation. Their gazes confronted each other in the air, causing countless sparks to fly.
Yang Xuan stared at Caesar for a long time before asking, "Aren't you going to ask what the conditions are?"
"I won't lose!" Caesar said calmly.
He had absolute confidence in himself.
"What if?" Yang Xuan asked again.
"There is no 'what if'!" Caesar replied. "If you can defeat me, then there are only four words."
"What are those four words?"
"Take as you wish!"
Yang Xuan was silent. After a while, he smiled. "Good. I admire you on this point."
"No need to admire me. Use your life to write my battle achievements," Caesar said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden spear slowly appeared in his hand.
In an instant, light filled the air.
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