Marvel: Opening Prince of Asgard

The two-headed ogre may seem bulky, but his tall frame also gives him a swift pace.

In just a few steps, he was already in front of Caesar.

With the mace Roar Roar in his hand, he smashed it towards Caesar.

Even though Caesar might not be weaker than the ogres, Caesar has no intention of fighting the ogres.

Slightly sideways, let the mace fall to the ground, splashing all over the ground with dust.

Then, he quickly pulled out his sword and stabbed the ogre's thigh directly.

With a bang, there was an extra scratch on the ogre's leg armor.

"I knew this armor must be thick!" Caesar spit out a noise, but his figure didn't stop.

He started to turn rapidly around the ogre, and began to constantly swing the long sword in his hand.

The crackling sound continued to sound, and the mace in the ogre's hand was swung faster and faster.

Tearing air sounds, roars, roars, mixed with flying dust, Caesar and the ogres in the arena have become a blurred figure.

With a final high-pitched clanking sound, the smoke gradually dissipated, and Caesar and the ogre stood opposite each other.

Kaza, Kaza, the one-handed sword in Caesar's hand slowly cracked and turned into pieces, and the iron armor on the ogre also fell to the ground with countless scratches.

"The equipment provided by this arena is terrible!"

Caesar threw away the one-handed sword with only the hilt, squeezed his fist, and hooked at the ogre who was still holding a huge mace, signaling the ogre to attack.

At the moment, the audience in the arena was already boiling.

"Ogre, ogre, ogre!"

In their opinion, the unarmed and thin Caesar had no chance of winning against the five-meter tall, thick-skinned ogre holding a mace.

Only the ogre, gasping for breath, his eyes grew dignified.

He understood that the real battle had just begun.

Without further ado, the ogre strode forward, and the shattering of the iron armor lowered his defense a lot, but it also made his skills more agile.

The mace has been swung into an afterimage, but it has never been able to hit Caesar.

Caesar is faster than Ogre.

Dodge, punch, dodge, kick.

Caesar kept pounding the ogre's left leg.

It is better to cut off one finger if it hurts ten fingers.

Bang, bang, bang, the sound like hitting a leather kept ringing.

The ogre's defense is indeed strong, but with the sudden click, the ogre's pace suddenly became sluggish.

The bones of his left leg were broken by Caesar.

The ogre dragged its left leg, still constantly attacking Caesar, but the swing of the mace in his hand was much slower.

The audience in the arena widened their eyes, and the countless gamblers who had bought the ogre to win began to curse or cry.

And the few gamblers who bought the Sun God to win began to cheer Roar loudly, and the outcome was already very obvious.

"You are very strong, but, I have to be a champion!" Caesar also relaxed a little.

Victory and defeat, indeed.

Caesar increased his speed again, this time instead of attacking his thighs, he went directly behind the ogre and started attacking the ogre's spine.

As long as the spine is broken, the ogre will only usher in death.

The thumping sound continued again, and the ogre's Roar sucked more and more heavily.

The mace in his hand swung wildly, but his left leg was injured, which could not affect Caesar behind him at all.

Caesar started to slow down a little and increased the intensity of his attack, trying to end the fight as soon as possible.

With a thud, Caesar slammed hard, causing the ogre to stagger a little, and it seemed to start to stand unsteady.

Caesar struck again, but suddenly saw the head of the two-headed ogre twisted behind him, staring straight at Caesar.

Then, with the mouth open, a violent cold gushes out of the ogre's mouth, and is about to freeze Caesar into ice cubes.

At the same time, the two-headed ogre, who was supposed to be exhausted, threw away the mace in his hand, and quickly returned it.

He directly grabbed Caesar, who was affected by the cold, in his hand.

"Little man, I didn't expect it, my strongest is magic, and I will become the champion!"

The other head of the two-headed ogre smiled slyly, and then he was about to put Caesar into his mouth and devour it alive.

"Sorry, my strongest is also magic!"

In the hands of the ogre, Caesar, who was wrapped in frost and covered in frost, instantly radiated extremely intense heat.

The frost instantly turned into hot steam, burning the ogre's right hand red.

"Hot, hot, hot," the ogre hurriedly threw Caesar out, then exhaled cold air to cool his right hand.

Caesar stood up, stared at the ogre and said, "It's over! I wanted to keep it until the end, Yang Yan Shock!"

An incomparably powerful energy began to accumulate in the air, and then fell from the sky.

The inconvenient two-headed ogre breathed out frosty air, trying to resist the impact of the sun from the sky, but how could the power of frost be able to fight against the sun?

Suppressed, constantly suppressed, Caesar borrowed the power of the sun to continuously increase the power of the sun's impact, and the blazing temperature has made the double-headed ogre's head covered with blisters.

Finally, with the last desperate roar, the two-headed ogre, slowly, was melted.

After Yang Yan, there are only a few scorched bones left! *