The Duke's hall was so quiet that the sound of needles dropping could almost be heard, and all eyes were on Edward and Sir Abraham, although everyone thought that the duel between the two would end soon, but after all, Edward was fighting on behalf of the nobles of the Duchy of Bemessy, so everyone waited with bated breath in the hope that a miracle would happen.

"Whew." Edward exhaled softly, clenching the sword in his hand, placing the hilt at his waist.

"Oh, it's the swordsmanship of the Southern faction?" Sir Abraham immediately recognized that this was by no means the swordsmanship of the Kate Kingdom, and the starting style was the plough sword position, which was the most commonly used starting style among the southern swordsmen.

"Yes." Edward smiled slightly, he knew that Sir Abraham would recognize it, this starting sword position was relatively balanced, good for both offense and defense.

"Very well, there is finally a real swordsman to fight." Sir Abraham was not afraid, but he was eager to try, he took the sword in his hand and raised it high above his head.

"Bull horn starter." Now all the nobles recognized that Sir Abraham used the most commonly used Imperial swordsman starting style, the so-called bull horn starting style, in which the swordsman raised the sword in his hand to the top of his head, intending to attack from a superior position when attacking.

"Let's go." A nobleman, acting as a referee, raised his handkerchief, and the moment he let go of his hand, the battle began.

"Kangkangkang~~." The two swordsmen, representing their respective factions and interests, were entangled, their swords clashing with each other with a crisp sound, they were like two agile beasts, and the sharp swords in their hands seemed to be their sharp claws.

"Oh~~." Duke Bemessi stood up in surprise, he originally thought that Edward the Pale would definitely be beaten down by Sir Abraham in one face, but he did not expect that Edward did not fall behind.

It is true that Sir Abraham's sword is extremely sharp, and its powerful strength makes any warrior who fights head-on be numb from shock, but Edward skillfully uses his pace and skills to adjust the rhythm of attack and defense, and the dazzling sword strikes make the nobles present can't help but widen their eyes and almost forget their breathing.

"Scandium." After a loud collision, the two swordsmen quickly separated, this time switching places with each other.

"Good fight, knight." Sir Abraham looked at the pale Edward in front of him and couldn't help but admire.

"You're not bad, sir, but you need to be careful." Edward's body sank slightly, his knees bent, and his strange steps intrigued everyone.

"Oh, this is?" It was the first time Sir Abraham had seen such a starter, and he asked in amazement.

"This is the swordsmanship I learned when I was wandering." A mysterious smile appeared on Edward's lips, and he raised his hands holding the sword, and the sword was raised to the top of his head, almost like Sir Abraham's horn hand.

"Hah, I thought it was?" Baron Leopold said disdainfully, Edward's mysterious movements turned out to be just the most ordinary bull horn starting style.

"No, this shouldn't be a bull's horn starter." Sir Hilton shook his head slightly, he sensed the extraordinary nature of Edward's unique sword.

"Ready, sir." Edward let out a loud exclamation, his feet alternating at great speed, looking chaotic but regular, as the raised sword began to spin overhead, and the whirring blade slashed towards Sir Abraham.

"Oh~~." Sir Abraham was taken aback, it was the first time he had seen such a strange sword position, if he stabbed Edward in the body with the sword in his hand, then Edward's raised sword would cut off his head, but if he blocked the sword blade above his head, then his own sword might be knocked away.

"It can't be." At this time, the other Divine Grace Knights, who were still leisurely, couldn't help but stand up, they leaned forward and looked at the center of the hall, as knights who had experienced a hundred battles, they also realized Sir Abraham's predicament.

"Oooo Sir Abraham, who found himself in a desperate situation, like a beast driven into a precipice, shouted loudly, clenched the hilt of his sword, and slashed at Edward with all his might.

"Scandium~~." As expected, the blades collided.

"We won." The Grace Knights breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that no one was a match for the Grace Knights in terms of strength.

"Hmm." But Sir Abraham noticed that something was wrong, and the sword he held collided with Edward's sword as if it had been slashed into air, and his body lunged forward uncontrollably.

"Look." The other nobles were amazed to see Edward's body spinning like a spinning top, and the moment the swords collided, his body turned to the other side, and the sword slid past Sir Abraham's sword and slashed from the other side.

"Ah~." Seeing the sharp blade approaching him, Sir Abraham felt the cold blade in an instant, and his skin seemed to feel the pain of being torn, and in the face of death, this loyal religious knight couldn't help but instinctively retreat, but he didn't know when an inconspicuous stone appeared under his feet, and his whole body leaned backwards with a stumble.

"Plop." Sir Abraham sat on the ground in a very indecent position, and he was still in a state of bewilderment.

“。。。。。。”

Edward also stopped attacking at this time, the tip of his sword pointed at Sir Abraham, although the two were still two elbows apart, everyone knew that Edward had won the duel, but everyone had not yet reacted.

"Huh." The Duke of Bemessi pointed at Sir Abraham and grinned as if it were an order, and the hall erupted in laughter, and the faces of the Knights of Divine Grace turned pale.

"Sir, please." Edward graciously put away his sword, and he reached out and pulled Sir Abraham up.

"You, what kind of sword is this?" Sir Abraham's face turned pale and his cheeks turned rosy, but he couldn't help but ask Edward.

"Do you mean that? It's my own swordsmanship, and I call it the Thirteen Powers of the Vixen. Edward smiled faintly, put his sword on his shoulder, and said to Sir Abraham.

"Vixen sword pose?" Sir Abraham's mouth opened wide in surprise, he didn't expect such a sharp sword technique to have such a vulgar name.