Before Brosia could recover from the aftermath of defeat, she heard the conversation between the two and her eyes widened in surprise.

Does this guy really understand who he is facing?

Although his swordsmanship talent does look extraordinary, and his skills are also two, the person opposite him is the real first person in the continent's swordsmanship.

Holding a sword at the age of five, at the age of twelve he was already one of the best swordsmen in the empire, and at the age of fifteen he began to travel the world, and in five years, he defeated all the swordsmen in the world, and then he was favored by the goddess and became a saint.

This is the Sword of the Sky Saint Greysius.

But Rosen was calm, as if it were just an ordinary exchange.

"Do we need witnesses?"

Rosen asked, an understatement, but shocking the crowd of onlookers.

Not only does this guy want to compete with Greysius, but he even wants to raise the competition to an official level?

"No, just make a random gesture. ”

Greyius shook his head, just as Rosen's joke.

"Understood. ”

Lawson then took three steps back, standing where he was, ready to make a move.

Instead of pulling out his accessories, Greysius asked Brosia next to him to borrow a long sword, and after a little weighing, he stood opposite Rosen in a rather relaxed position.

Although the movements of the two are different, they reveal a similar meaning.

The atmosphere of the scene changed suddenly, as if winter had come and frozen everything.

Broshia could feel Sen Ran's sword intent slicing across his skin, it was not an illusion caused by some ability, but due to the momentum emanating from the long sword in the hands of the two of them, which only someone who was proficient in swordsmanship and had experienced countless battles could have.

It is normal for Greyius to have such an momentum, after all, he is a sage, a figure fighting on the front line, and he comes and goes freely in the chaos army.

But how can this little nobleman named Rosen have such momentum?

No one knew, and they were engrossed, watching their every move, for fear of missing any movement.

In the duel of sword masters, victory and defeat are only instantaneous.

Lawson could feel countless thin lines of breath mingling into the air, and it was Greysius's sentience reaching out to try to catch his every move, and this perception fused with Rosen's own, flaring wildly within a distance of ten yards between the two sides.

If someone were standing in the middle at this time, they would be like a thorn in their back, and they would be intimidated by the strong aura of the two.

Greysius raised his eyebrows, he didn't use any power beyond the Black Iron Rank, which was also a sign of respect for Lawson, but the Sage's own instincts that had been fighting for many years still burst out involuntarily, allowing him to see through the fog and go straight to the truth.

In Greysius's eyes, there seemed to be a cloudy cloud of qi wrapped around Rosen, and if you look closely, you will find that the mass of qi is actually composed of Rosen's sword path, which is the coverage of all the offensive and defensive sword moves that Rosen can create in a single breath.

Impenetrable, almost impossible to find a flaw.

But after all, Lawson is only a black iron rank now, and Graysius's powerful battle instinct is an existence that is close to the law.

With a slight sweep, Greysius discovered three flaws in Rosen.

Although he is a sage, he will not let go of water in this kind of sword fighting, and he will go all out within the rules, so he is also waiting for the opportunity to launch an attack.

As for Rosen, he was still thinking about how to deal with Greysius's attack.

The reason why he agreed to Graysius's exchange was entirely to see what kind of power the fully formed sage had, and at the same time, he hoped to learn some legal principles from Graysius's swordsmanship.

In fact, in terms of swordsmanship alone, perhaps the gap between Lawson and Graysius is not big now, and Lawson, who has mastered many god-generation swordsmanship, should be able to fight with Graysius if he goes all out.

But Rosen knew that the swordsmanship he was familiar with would basically not escape the eyes of Graysius, and once he accidentally used one or two moves, it was likely to bring endless trouble, so he could only suppress his swordsmanship infinitely and only use the instinct he had exercised to fight.

For this reason, Rosen thought of a way to end the competition quietly after seeing Graysius's swordsmanship.

The onlookers watched as the two tested each other, motionless, but did not dare to blink, for fear of missing the decisive moment, but after a long time, there was still no movement.

Brosia had been holding his breath and staring wide-eyed, but after all, he couldn't hold it anymore, and he let out a long breath, feeling his body relax for a while.

In that instant, Greysius moved.

His long sword changed, and it seemed to draw an afterimage in the air, and Greyius shot alone, as if thousands of troops were rushing, and the sword light in the sky lit up, reflecting in everyone's eyes.

Broshia felt his heart clenched, it was a cold and pure sword intent, just looking at it, it was breathtaking.

Rosen also moved.

His long sword swirled, drawing a strange arc, corresponding to the long sword of Greysius, like two birds, looking at each other across the sea.

In the process of advancing, the long swords in the hands of the two changed their moves dozens of times, which means that the two have fought dozens of times to a certain extent, and they are inseparable from each other.

Seeing that the blades intersected, the blade of Graysius's sword suddenly changed, pointing at a completely meaningless position in the void.

Brosia snorted, thinking it was a mistake by Greysius.

But the next moment, he found out that that point just blocked all of Rosen's movements, and it just fell on his flaws!

"It's amazing......"

However, before Broshia's exclamation was finished, he saw Rosen's long sword poke out and hit Greysius's sword body right away, impartially, causing it to have a subtle deviation, and the whole situation was suddenly reversed.

If Greyius did not choose to attack Rosen's flaws, then there is no way to start this blow, so to speak, Rosen deliberately exposed his flaws and lured Greyious to attack!

"How could it be !??"

Someone had already exclaimed, the instant reversal of attack and defense made them feel unbelievable, if this was a duel between two ordinary swordsmanship masters, then they would still be amazed, but this was a battle between Greyius and an ordinary nobleman, and now the disadvantage was actually the Sword Saint of the Firmament!

Faced with such a situation, Greysius did not change his face, and moved his longsword unhurriedly, changing his body shape and the position of the blade at a dizzying speed.

And Lawson also changed his moves, and in an instant, there was another series of confrontations.

All this happened in a very short period of time, it was difficult for Brosia to capture the movements of the two at all, in fact, their movements were not fast, but the connection between the movements and the movements was extremely weird, beyond common sense, and incomprehensible, Brosia only felt scared at this time, and really realized that the battle between Rosen and him just now was just a casual sword.

When—

In Brosia's trance, with a crisp sound, the movements of the two were also frozen.

The winner is decided.