When the warrior profession picks up the sword, it is determined that they are destined to have no way out, only to keep advancing, to kill a way with the sword in their hand, and only the dead are stopped.

Because the only way for a warrior to change classes is to keep fighting, break through the limits of the body at the time of life and death, perceive the existence of qi and blood, and obtain the physical quality of a monster. Once they are apprehensive or hesitant, it means that their time of death has come, and there is little chance of turning back, because the style of the warrior determines that they definitely have more enemies than friends, and if you want to retreat, you have to agree with your enemies, and all enemies have to agree together.

Therefore, in this dangerous world, the number of warriors is the largest, but the lifespan is also the shortest, and it can be said that it is very rare to live for more than a hundred years like Lao Jian, and only dwarves with a race as a backing have this kind of confidence and are not afraid of seeking revenge. It's a big deal to drill into the mine, and a few people can catch a dwarf in this situation.

Yan Xu, who was soon in deep thought, was awakened by the sound of the outside world, because a new contestant came on the field, this time a shield warrior with a broadsword and a shield and a berserker with a long axe.

Shield warriors are generally born in the army, is a branch of the warrior profession, they hone their bodies through various means, so that the physique is higher than all attributes, equipped with heavy armor and large shields is a moving city wall, is the most reliable shield for the protected. But no matter how strong their defense is, it can't change the fact that they are on the defensive side, and in this world, offense is king, and defenders are not popular, at least in the middle and lower levels.

Although Berserkers are very unpopular because of their unstable spirit and the danger of going berserk at any time, and even refuse Berserkers to enter in many places, in the arena, people on the attacking side are more popular with the audience, not to mention that Berserkers, who have always been known for their violent style of play, are more enjoyable.

The Berserker with an axe is apparently rarely welcomed, and instead waving the opportunity to observe his opponent like a star, he shows off his muscles and strength.

Yan Xu shook his head, the shield warrior was calm and full of iron-blooded breath, obviously an experienced warrior from the army, while the berserker was full of strength like an adult bear, but his pace was slow, there were too many redundant movements, and too many flaws were exposed. Although Berserkers never defend and like to trade injuries for their lives, facing real masters can only make them die faster and not gain an advantage.

"The strength is good." Yan Xu's sudden opening made Mo Ge stunned, but his keen perception made him realize that the object Yan Xu was referring to turned out to be a shield warrior that no one was optimistic about.

The heavy long axe can naturally split the shield, not to mention the armor, and the two-meter-long long axe completely renders the broadsword less than a meter long in the shield warrior's hand completely useless, and everyone knows that the shield warrior's worst thing is speed, even if the opponent is a berserker, it is impossible to catch up.

The result of the battle between the two is to see when the berserker splits the shield warrior, so even Mogg can't guarantee that the berserker will not show his flaws and be killed by the opponent's blow, but in general, he still thinks that the berserker's chances of victory are higher, and he is still not optimistic about the shield warrior.

But any of Yan Xu's actions Mog couldn't ignore, let alone so clearly show his appreciation for the game.

After a moment of contemplation, Mogg beckoned, and the attendant who had his own eyes on the six roads arrived in time.

Putting a sinking money bag in the hand of the attendant in exchange for a thin bronze medal, although it was much more advanced than the wood chips used in the civilian area, it still could not change a trace of tension in Mogg's heart, which was the only private money he had left under the collection of Sister Greenfield.

The shield warriors were silent, the berserkers were dumb-tongued, there was not so much nonsense on either side, and the battle soon began.

The shield warrior raised his shield for the first time, and at the same time brought the broadsword to his side, revealing only one tip, like a poisonous snake hidden in the grass, inconspicuous, but quite deadly, once you ignore its existence, then you will be in bad luck.

The Berserker had clearly not yet woken up from his vanity, and although he raised his axe, it was more about showing the audience his thick arms and scars. However, his actions also attracted more cheers, and the audience seemed to be very face-saving, but in fact, the audience simply regarded him as a clown for fun, cheering just to see what more stupid things he would do.

It's also a character who has experienced many battles or brawls, and the berserker hasn't forgotten his purpose, although he doesn't concentrate enough, he still puts on a threatening move, closes the distance between the two sides with an unhurried speed, and doesn't give the other party a chance to sneak attack.

The distance gradually narrowed to three meters, approaching the best attack distance of the long axe, just as the berserker was about to cause the last cheer, and then take advantage of the situation to easily take out the opponent, the shield warrior moved, like a touched mechanism, charge, shield strike, stabbing attack, the three movements were so neat that it was difficult to even find the connecting point, let alone interrupt his attack.

The Berserker was startled by the sudden approach of the shield warrior, and instinctively wanted to hold the axe with both hands, but he was too close to hold the axe unless his hand could wrap around the shield warrior, so he was ready to retreat as soon as he failed in his attempt.

But it was too late, and the square shield covered with iron and raised copper nails slapped him in the face in an instant, and immediately he staggered with blood all over his face, obviously a severe concussion, but unfortunately before he could fall to the ground, a broadsword accurately hit his kidneys, and even death did not give him any chance to fight back.

"Pretty moves." Yan Xu admired the offensive ability displayed by the shield warrior very much, and there was no hesitation during the period, nor did he have any superfluous movements, it was simple and deadly, and it was obviously a combat skill honed by countless victims.

Although Mogg's style was diametrically opposed to that of the Shield Warrior, he still couldn't help but admire at this time, the other party was deeply inspired by the essence of the Assassin, and at the same time, the inflated money bag also made his heart more happy, and he couldn't help but feel a good impression of the Shield Warrior.

But there were a few people who could see the shield warrior's brilliant attack, and most of the audience was just booing the Berserker's outward powerhouse, and it didn't matter why they lost, not even the money they lost.

Some of the little nobles who plan to come to pick up the cheap are a little more interested, the shield warrior is a professional protector, almost able to defend against more than 90% of the frontal attack, with a shield warrior by his side, life is a little more guaranteed. Moreover, the shield warriors are either born in the army or are bodyguards specially trained by the big nobles, so they will not be outflowed at all, let alone recruited by these little people.

It's just that it's not cheaper to support a shield warrior than a knight, plus the shield warrior is not good at charging into battle, and he is also not good at leading troops into battle, so the cost performance is too low for small nobles with limited financial resources, it is better to hire a knight on foot, anyway, they don't have such a powerful enemy.

"I want to meet him." Yan Xu turned his head and said to Moge.

Mogg nodded, and made a stealthy gesture, and after a while, an inconspicuous young man dressed in a nondescript manner somehow bypassed the squire of the noble district appeared in front of them.

Mogg whispered a little and then nodded imperceptibly, and quietly disappeared into the crowd before the attendants noticed him, and disappeared after a while.

After this, Mogg stopped caring and clearly had confidence in his men.

Yan Xu smiled slightly, it seems that Mog no longer intends to hide anything in front of him, which also means that his identity has changed from a prey to an employer.

Yan Xu is not an idiot, he knows that Mog and they have a problem and still does not react, in fact, Yan Xu has other plans, he is looking for an opportunity to cooperate, with the help of the other party's power to obtain precious information and intelligence, and make up for the shortcomings of the territory.

The next game is more boring, although there is no shortage of good players, but the style does not meet Yan Xu's requirements, after all, he is not the kind of flamboyant person, and he has commanded a large army, and he prefers the kind of military style that obeys orders, and the more masters in this world, the stronger his personal style is, and it seems more flamboyant.

Therefore, the professional is considered by the rulers to be unstable, and although they will be recruited, they will always retain a deep sense of wariness. Only mages and knights are exceptions, one pursues all the mysteries and knowledge of the world, stays away from commoners, has no impact on the rule of nobles, and the other abides by chivalry and allegiance, and is even listed as the cornerstone of nobles, even if the knight's strength is strong, it will not turn against the master, so it is deeply trusted.

However, mages will not participate in such boring competitions, and knights will only appear in the third tournament exclusive to knights after the knockout round and advanced round, and it will take more than ten days to participate.

However, Yan Xu did not leave, this is a good opportunity to understand the world, especially in the future, it is even more essential, there is no harm in knowing more.

After watching the competition for a day, Yan Xu followed Mog back to the Green Cloak Hotel in the afternoon, and there was already a person waiting here.

"I've seen adults." The shield warrior who took off his helmet showed some gray hair and the appearance of a middle-aged man, obviously not young, as a warrior he has inevitably entered a period of decline, and his own value is not much left.

If it is other nobles, it is estimated that they will let him get out of the way as soon as possible, after all, they have spent money, and hiring a knight of the right age can fight for them for at least twenty years, and he will not be able to go to the battlefield in a few years at most, so can he still be left for retirement.

Yan Xu didn't show any abnormality about his age, Kerson's heart finally let go of a little, his time was running out, and it could be expected that there would be fewer opportunities than his time in the future, after all, he was no longer young, there were not many opportunities for him to show himself, and he had to seize all opportunities.

Through the conversation, Yan Xu gradually began to understand the shield warrior, and in the end, although he did not decide whether to keep him, he still invited him to have dinner together, and opened a room for him in the Green Cloak Hotel, which made Kerson look forward to it a little more.