"It can't be stopped on your behalf, even if it's the most effective." General William stared closely at the two who were still fighting on the field, "So far, there are very few insiders of the ten consecutive battles in the Raven Arena. But after I and Setanda appeared one after another, even with the mask on, I'm afraid that many thoughtful nobles guessed our identities. Stopping them in the name of the king in public would only further confirm their suspicions. You are currently the sole owner of the Arena, but once the rumors spread, there will inevitably be many lords who want a piece of the pie, and the Arena will inevitably lose many challengers, which will inevitably affect the enthusiasm of the audience. After knowing that the Raven Arena guards the lineup is so luxurious, many mercenaries will be discouraged. ”

"William, you're really different. Many nobles in the north look down on you, thinking that you are no different from those barbarians in the Misty Mountains, but will they have such a clear idea as you? There is no other advantage than criticism and slander. Gregory IV exclaimed, "If it weren't for the need for a wise leader like you in the Highlands, and for a warrior as brave as you on the battlefield, I would have liked you to be Livingston's Minister of the Interior." So what do you think you should do? Forcibly separate them by force? Setanda is a super-first-class martial artist, and if he can match him, he must not be far behind-when did a super-first-class martial artist become so cheap? First, the dean recommended a suspected super-first-class Baranduk, and it didn't take long for another one to pop up. ”

"Your Majesty, the judgment of a super-first-class martial artist is not based on his personal strength, but on the extent to which his achievements have been. All of Pande's super-first-class martial artists have a record of single-handedly turning the tide of battle. Your brother is a first-class warrior because he single-handedly cut off the supply lines of the Saarion army and routed the reinforcements sent by Brennus the Elder, and finally the Saarions were forced to withdraw from Raven City due to cold and hunger. It is said that he slaughtered at least four hundred Salionians. On the one hand, it is due to his superior combat skills, and on the other hand, it is his incredible stamina - even four hundred docile sheep can be paralyzed from exhaustion for a butcher to slaughter. And this is the gap between the first-class and the super-first-class. On the battlefield, my highest number of beheadings is thirty-six, and if neither Sertanda nor Douglas had another super-first-class warrior to contain them, the number of enemies killed would have been several times that of mine, because they would have been able to stay on the front line for a long time without rest. I struggled with the challenger for twenty minutes at first, but I quickly got tired and my arms were still as heavy as lead. The man's physical exertion was no less than mine, but he was still able to hold on and even fight back against Setanda's onslaught. At the Shringford Arena, Setanda and Douglas fought fiercely for an hour. General William was still paying attention to the situation in the field, and Sertanda had gradually let go of his hands and feet, and responded to Estheu's offensive with a fighting attitude, as time went by, instead of slowing down the frequency of attack and defense to buy themselves time to breathe, they became more and more aggressive, constantly inflicting new injuries on the other side, but no one was able to have a clear upper hand, and the situation fell into a delicate but bloody balance for a while.

"So what to do?" Gregory IV asked, "According to the saying that a super-first-class martial artist can only be balanced by another super-first-class martial artist, then we can only hurry up and ask Douglas - maybe also invite the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Lyra Holy Land by the way, after all, Iron Bear only obeys her." ”

"Your Majesty, now is not a good time to joke." General William said.

"I have nothing to worry about," said Gregory IV with a smile, "William, you must have made a plan, just waiting for the right moment, or you would have urged me to send a messenger to Shendford." ”

"Exactly, Your Majesty." General Wilhelm replied, "But I have one last question, what will happen if this fight is aborted?" ”

"The tenth game is a tie, and the bonus for the first nine games will be used as development funds for another new baron." Gregory IV waved his hand, "Then you have full discretion, as long as you make sure that the two people below are still alive when they come to see me." ”

"As you will, Your Majesty." General William gave a personal salute and turned to leave the box. He found the person in charge of the arena and asked, "You recruited some mercenaries from Silver Lake Town some time ago to help defend the ring, and one of them was arranged by you to the eighth level, is he very capable of fighting?" ”

"Very good at fighting!" The person in charge affirmed, "The captain of the Iron Guard squadron is not as good as him." ”

"Tell him to come to me."

Adesas came quickly, and he bowed slightly to General William: "I have long heard of Chief William, who led the Highland tribes to Livingston, and when I met him, I felt that he was as shrewd and capable as rumored. ”

"Your ability to speak cool words is no worse than those nobles, mercenary." General William's face was expressionless, "You prepare, and you will follow me to separate the two people on the field." ”

"It's not part of my contract to get involved in a battle between two super-first-class martial artists," Adassas leaned lazily against the wall with his hands around his chest, "You'll have to pay more." ”

"Five hundred golden dragons."

"Deal, you're such a generous employer." Adassas straightened up, "Then until those two on the field are separated, please feel free to send me, Chief William." ”

The fierce battle between Esher and Sertanda continued, but the former had already shown fatigue first, after all, he had experienced nine consecutive battles, and his energy and physical strength were not as abundant as the latter, although he had not yet stepped into the disadvantage, but the connection of the offensive was not as tight and fierce as before, and Setanda immediately seized the opportunity to start a counterattack. But a strong wind blew on their sides, and pieces of iron as wide as a long table slashed between them, and if Esher and Setanda were not separated at once, their arms would be cut off instantly. Their attention shifted briefly, and Adesas and General William immediately flashed behind Esher and Setanda and grabbed them tightly.

"That's enough, Setanda, the king has an order, stop it immediately!" General William snorted, and although Sertanda fought to the fullest, he did not lose his sense of proportion after all, and soon stopped; On the other side, Adexas didn't go so well, so he grabbed Estheu's shoulder, and Essho immediately jumped on the spot and forcibly fell backwards to top Adesas. "Why don't you come and help? I don't know him as well as you do, just stop! Adesas shouted, and Esher was not restless under his grip, writhing violently and unleashing a powerful elbow blow behind him, sending a surge of blood in his internal organs. William and Setanda hugged each other, and with great difficulty they held down Estheu's hands and feet to stop his struggle. There was already an uproar in the audience, completely unaware of what was happening.

"This is the eleventh level?" All three of them could hear the low anger in Estheu's tone, and then his chest rose and fell sharply, and his breathing was like a frenzy! He had already been subdued, but in a moment he burst out with even wilder power, General William and Setanda were shocked, and each added strength to his hand, but Adesas was unlucky, he was not known for brute force, and Eshua was the first to break free from his grip after a sudden force. Eishu stood up, and just as he wanted to punch the other two, his stomach "gurgled" loudly, and the strange power that had been squeezed out suddenly disappeared. Eshua fell to the ground, cursing weakly, no longer struggling.

"The match has been ordered to be suspended, and His Majesty is worried that something will happen to the two of you. The tenth game is counted as a tie, and the prize money for the first nine games is still paid to you. General William let out a sigh of relief, then glanced at the person in charge who was standing at the edge of the field, and made a hidden gesture: come up to the round, completely ignoring the person in charge's expression of wanting to cry without tears.

"It's a big deal to have a super-first-class martial artist defend it." Eshu struggled to his feet, "Then take me there." ”