"Evil fun."

Saros did not allow the strong to control his fate, and he had not lost yet.

As long as people are still alive, they are not considered losing, and the game has just begun.

Once upon a time, Saros also thought about deciding his future, but he had never really made a free choice since he left the mountain village, or before that.

For the sake of the elder brother joining the army, staying for the honor of the soldiers, fighting for the Qingquan, and protecting the country behind him, he stood up like a hero and came to this arena, turning from a general to a prisoner.

Now, Saros is forced to go to the athletic arena again, and in order to survive, he has to fight to the death.

Think about it carefully, I seem to have never been free in my life, and I have always been in the palm of my destiny, and I can be at my mercy.

"Even if I can't escape, even if I die here, so what?"

He wanted to play, and Saros accompanied him and played to the end: "If I stayed in the village and didn't come out, how could I enjoy such treatment?"

Soldiers, generals, heroes, slaves, dead soldiers.

No identity matters!

Even though Tatharos was forced to make a choice, his life would be one hundred times more exciting than that small mountain village in any case!

Even if you die here and in the hands of the Eye of God, these few short years will be worth the life of an ordinary person.

"This kind of life, death is enough!"

Saros's eyes became more and more firm. He said the last sentence to Qingquan in his heart, and then ran towards the Eye of the God. He wanted to face this legendary powerful man head-on!

"Saros..."

Qingquan covered her mouth, her face full of tears. She couldn't bear to let it go, but she knew she couldn't stop it.

Qingquan is the person who understands Saros the best.

It is precisely because I understand him that I choose to let go and let this man fight against fate and watch him fight to the end for freedom!

"careful!"

Qingquan looked at the battle in front of him, and it was almost one-sided torture, but the man was almost dead again and again, and he always missed the god of death.

It's still a little bit late.

Countless times, Qingquan almost made a good decision to break the bottom line. Even if Saros would blame him, he would have to save him.

However, it was this little bit that seemed like a chasm that prevented the competition from being completely over, and made Qingquan go from worrying to expectation, and then firmly believed that Saros would not fall here.

He will win, he will definitely!

"Is this battle a bit long?"

Logically speaking, such a battle should not be liked by the audience. After all, except for some psychopaths, no one wants to see unilateral ravages.

But at this moment, they raised their hearts to their throats, and the whole audience was silent.

For some reason, even though everyone didn't take this battle seriously at the beginning, the potential and extreme escape displayed by Saros were invisibly excited.

No, not only is the passionate blood boiling, but also doubt, doubt about yourself!

‘If it were me, in that case, could I escape?’

‘Is he just exerting the power of law? Although he is very unfamiliar, it must be the power of law. It took me hundreds of years to master the power. He mastered it in a few minutes?’

"power!!"

Suddenly, a legendary strong man in the stands stood up suddenly: "Power, he is in control of power!"

At this moment, there was an irresistible noise and discussion in the audience.

If it is just a power of the domain, it may be said that it is of great talent, but it is too much to master the laws and even power in such a short time.

Is this still a human?

If he could do this, wouldn’t it mean that if he was allowed to gain miracle power, he could break through the master in minutes, then 10 minutes of kingdom, and one hour of legend.

Is this possible?

“Hu~Hu”

Is it possible?

Another hour later, the only man standing, told them the answer that there is really a miracle in this world.

Standing in the middle of the arena, Saros felt that it was a miracle that he could breathe at this time.

The man lay in the middle of the hard ring, and blood flowed from the top of his head and kept dripping, forming a small pool of blood, but he was laughing and laughing: "I won, it was me, I won!!"

Who would have thought that the direction of the battle would be like this?

"How is it possible..."

The emperor's pupils kept trembling. When he recalled the previous battle, he felt that he was dreaming.

It was obvious that the Eye of La God had an absolute advantage, and he was more familiar with his own power than Saros, let alone three times the gap.

With such a big advantage, the Eye of the God still lost?

But can the emperor choose the emperor say that the Eye of God is a waste? He can't, because no matter which legendary strong men they sent, they may not be able to do better than the Eye of God in the same situation.

From the initial crushing to the opportunity being found by Saros, he dragged it little by little to the late stage, and then became more familiar with this miracle power.

Finally, turn the tide and fight back with extreme force.

No matter who encounters such an opponent, I am afraid it can only be described as amazing.

"Is he really a mortal?"

"How could mortals be so familiar with the miracle powers of the ancient golden country?"

"Even the Living Saint, it is impossible to master the incarnation of the law and the power of legends in such a short time, which is absolutely impossible!"

There were also living saints among the audience. They asked themselves whether they could survive until the end of the battle and win if they were in the position of Saros.

The answer is obvious, no, they can't do it.

"In a few minutes, he mastered the realm of the Eye of the God, and then used the realm skills to block its offensive."

The emperor's election was surrounded by a woman, who was a famous female war god under the command of the Superintendent Muan. Minerva analyzed the battle of Saros: "After that, it seemed that he was suppressed by the Eye of the God, but in fact he was using the domain to feel the power of the other party, thereby analyzing and obtaining fragments of the power of the law."

"It's so amazing."

Minerva sighed, "Is this really something a mortal can do? A living saint, even a living saint, does not have such talent, right?"

Minerva was also a living saint, but when she faced Saros, she felt ashamed of herself and did not dare to compare with him.

Even Minerva had an idea at this time, which was to describe Saros as a living saint, not only not praise, but an insult.

How could his talent be described by a mere living saint?

"The miracle of living."

Minerva did not notice that the fist of the elected emperor was clenching tightly at this time. He stared at Saros: "Has Yatian's wisdom really come to earth?"

"What did you say?"

"It's not over yet!"

The elector of the emperor did not answer Minerva. He stared at Saros with his mouth slightly raised: "This fight is not so easy to end."
Chapter completed!