Chapter 96
"Standing in the center of the Soul Arena is - Caesar!!!"

Accompanied by the heart-piercing roar of the host, the audience is no longer stingy with their praise.

"Caesar is invincible!!!"

"Halsa is God!!!"

"Where's Tian Nima? Didn't you see that everyone was beaten to the ground?"

The defeated Salha was lying powerlessly on the ground with a big face at the moment, his clothes were tattered due to the battle, half of his upper body was exposed, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he even lost a front tooth.

He slurred his speech and said with strong willpower: "Caesar, I, Salha, would like to call you the strongest!"

These were the last words Salha said before he fell into a coma.

Caesar withdrew his gaze from Salha, and posed in a muscle-showing posture of a coquettish bodybuilder, allowing his muscles to be appreciated to the greatest extent.

There was another round of cheers and screams.

Carmen looked at the bustling Soul Arena with fiery eyes and rubbed her hands together.

This is the soul master he wants, only such a powerful and coquettish soul master can bring huge economic benefits to the soul fighting field.

As for the person who wants to participate in the soul fighting competition, I am afraid that he has been frightened dumb by Caesar's powerful strength.

When thinking this way, Carmen looked towards Gu Bei and found that this guy was still unmoved.

Carmen was taken aback for a moment, then immediately smiled, and said cryptically, "Mr. Galen, you saw the battle in the arena, right? It was quite intense, and ordinary people couldn't bear it at all."

"Okay."

Carmen's smile froze a little, and she quickly answered: "However, this is not Caesar's full strength. He didn't even use his skills in the battle just now!"

"Worthy of recognition."

Carmen was already carrying a knife in his smile at this time, and he said lightly: "Since you commented so much, I will arrange the next battle between you and Caesar. This is a very easy to kill battle."

Speaking of this, Gu Bei finally got a little bit of interest, and opened his half-closed eyes due to boredom, with a small smile on the corner of his mouth: "Can I go straight down from here?"

That indifferent look made Carmen's smile even bigger: "Of course there is no problem."

So Gu Bei jumped lightly, jumping directly from the auditorium to the spirit fighting arena.

Seeing Gu Bei's full confidence, Carmen's smile gradually turned cold: "The guy who won't listen to anything, let the strongest soul master kill him."

"You still want to fight against ordinary bronze badges? Go ahead and dream!"

After Gu Bei jumped into the center of the venue, the enthusiastic atmosphere became more intense. Different from the cheering and cheering among the students of Canaan College, these guys were all gamblers, and they made a lot of noise in the Soul Fighting Competition. Some people even put their own underwear on it.

When they saw Gu Bei entering the arena suddenly, they were very puzzled, because this was a little different from the general spirit fighting competitions. Usually, when the competition ended, the top contestants would leave the arena immediately, and then the bottom contestants would enter the arena.

Gu Bei came in now, could it be that he wanted to fight Caesar?

The referee quickly explained the current situation to everyone: "This is our newcomer Galen in the Soul Arena! He is 23 years old, has no martial spirit, and is at level 21. The reason for participating is to become a member of Douluo City, so he needs to be a gold badge holder." Or, after getting his consent, we decided to let him fight Caesar directly for the first battle."

Everyone quickly understood what the referee meant, and immediately expressed their dissatisfaction: "Why does this kind of guy at level 21 compete with Caesar at level 29! I strongly demand a refund!"

"You don't even have a top-level martial soul, how dare you participate in the soul fighting competition?"

"What are the names of Galen? I still have Darius!"

A group of gamblers immediately lost interest in the upcoming game and left one after another. Without a game with high odds, this group of gamblers would not even take a look at it.

And those who enjoyed the fun of the Soul Fighting Arena began to curse and throw rotten eggs, and no one knew where they got the rotten eggs.

Caesar has long been used to everything in the spirit arena, looked at Gu Bei with great interest, and then said: "Boy, you don't understand who you are facing. I, who can defeat Halsa without skills, completely surpassed him." Any gold badge holder in the past, I can easily tear you to pieces."

Gu Bei took a look at Caesar, and there was nothing else worth paying attention to besides the muscles all over his body: "You can't do that kind of thing."

There is no panic in the eyes, even a little bored, it is not pretending, but from the heart.

Caesar thought he was being scorned, and he rarely showed tyranny in his eyes: "Boy, you have successfully angered the man with the most perfect muscles in the arena, let me smash your unrealistic delusion, I want to interrupt!" Your legs make it impossible for you to enter the fighting spirit field again in this life!"

Immediately, the scene remembered the sound of warm cheers, and a group of guys who were dissatisfied with Gu Bei were shouting and cursing.

"The [-]th-level Caesar completely surpasses the only two silver-badged powerhouses in the fighting arena. You don't even know how strong he is."

"One finger, I bet Caesar can crush this guy with just one finger."

"He is a guy who has a chance to represent Douluo City in the Golden Gate in the future. You are far behind him."

Amidst the shouts, Caesar pinched his neck casually, as if he was ready to go, he seemed to want to play with Gu Bei, and then gave Gu Bei a thunderous blow.

As a man of Long Aotian's type, Long Aotian's words are naturally indispensable. After uttering the classic line of how the light of the firefly can compete with the bright moon, he showed a domineering and flamboyant smile at this moment: "Kneel down for me, and then lick your mouth." My shoes, I can consider letting you go."

Gu Bei was too lazy to talk nonsense, and said to the referee on the stage: "Can we start the game?"

The upright referee blew his whistle immediately!
The whistle was so loud at the very beginning that it even overwhelmed the noise of the entire venue.

Gu Bei moved as the whistle blew, and there seemed to be thousands of currents gathering behind him, crackling and crackling, and a rushing thunder suddenly appeared in the center of the fighting spirit field.

This thunder is horribly fast and magnificent, carrying unparalleled power of wind and thunder!
The audience had no time to react, the referee had no time to react, and even Caesar had no time to react.

This is the power of Three Thousand Thunders!

At this unparalleled speed, Gu Bei was not prepared to hold back his hands. He squeezed his fist, and the traces of chaotic aura overflowed, and within his body, strands of Fenjue Douqi turned into nine strands of dark energy and rushed into it. Clenched hands into fists.

At this moment, Gu Bei's strength and speed undoubtedly reached the peak position, and he faintly uttered three words.

"Eight extremes collapse!"

(End of this chapter)

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