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Astonishment!
Speechless astonishment!
Although they had made some guesses about Caesar's soul skills, only when they appeared before their eyes did they leave everyone utterly stunned.
Caesar's Martial Soul was Soul Rings. Once they trapped an enemy, his unique soul skills allowed him to steal that enemy's Martial Soul and soul skills!
This was simply a shameless ability!
Just imagine it: if a Spirit Master who had been famous for years faced Caesar, their entire arsenal would be sealed away before the battle even began, then stolen by Caesar. Being defeated by the abilities they were proudest of was absolutely every Spirit Master's nightmare!
For that very reason, not many people questioned Caesar's arrogant declaration this time. He truly had the capital to be so arrogant.
Even when facing a Titled Douluo above his level, Caesar might well bring them down if they were unprepared!
Caesar's hawk-like black eyes swept across the surroundings. Seeing the utterly shocked expressions on everyone's faces, he especially enjoyed their admiring gazes. The Flame Demon King body he had stolen from Yang Ming radiated increasingly scorching Green Lotus Core Flame, violently distorting even the surrounding air. Everyone within a thousand meters could feel waves of hot wind rushing toward them, turning their hair yellow and curling it.
His enormous bell-like eyes shifted as he looked down at Yang Ming, who was like an ant beneath him. Caesar's lips curled into a savage grin.
As Pope Bibi Dong's disciple and the Pope's personally appointed successor, Caesar greatly desired the tournament's final prize. If he obtained the highest-ranking Elder Token, even if he had no use for it himself, he could easily buy the loyalty of a high-ranking Spirit Master within Spirit Hall. That would be tremendously helpful when he took over Spirit Hall in