"Hah!"

Ty Sneef shouted, lifted the silver knife and rushed over, his face fierce and his muscles solid.

In the face of such a ferocious attack, Sarayang did not panic at all, and also raised the long sword in his hand and swung it.

The machete and the sword collided together, causing a burst of sparks.

Immediately afterward, Ty Sneef slammed the sword in Sarayan's hand away, causing the latter to take a few steps back.

"Sarayan, take it!"

Ty Sneef took advantage of the victory to pursue, and his right arm that clenched the machete was pointed upwards with force, and with the help of inertia, he struck another blow.

Sarayan hurriedly resisted, but was shocked by the momentum, walked a position, and shook his head.

"Haha, you can't!"

Seeing this, Ty Sneef counted it hard.

The physical strength and strength of the northerners have always been far superior to those of the south, so the victory or loss of this competition ultimately depends on the skills of both sides.

If Sarayang can find an opportunity to use his skills to win, then Ty Sneef will be counter-killed.

Of course, it depends on the opportunities of each individual.

"Hmph, just a barbarian, look at the move!"

Sarayan returned to normal, clenching her sword, her tough pupils glowing, and she stared at Ty Sneef.

Then, with a strong jump, he quickly came to the latter and attacked the opponent's lower part.

Ty Snaef hurriedly blocked it, then let out a rage and kicked Sarayan in the abdomen.

Sarayan didn't back down, but wrapped his left arm around Ty Sneef's outstretched leg, allowing the latter to struggle but not let go.

In the end, the long sword in his right hand took the opportunity to slash at the latter's head, and Ty Sneef tried to dodge but found that he could not move his right foot at all.

I had no choice but to pick up the machete, and my body fell to the ground with the momentum of the fall.

At this time, Sarayan also put down his legs, the corners of his mouth slanted slightly, looked at Tai * Sneef, who was still eating ashes on the ground, and scolded: "Get up, aren't you very godly?" ”

After saying that, he stepped forward and kicked it, making Ty Sneef lie on the ground and roll.

The sudden weightlessness just now also caused him to be injured to a certain extent, and at this moment, he was attacked by Sarayan again, and he really couldn't raise the strength to resist.

can only passively be beaten.

"The King of the North, I see, is a waste of armor!"

Sarayan kicked and mocked.

This made Ty Sneef feel like his lungs were about to explode, and the glory of the king of the north did not allow anyone to blaspheme.

After strengthening his belief, Tai Sneef actually endured the severe pain, found it for a while, used the same technique to grab Sarayang's legs, and threw it hard, smashing it to the ground.

In the martial arts arena, because Tai Sneef's strength was too strong, Sarayan fell directly into a small pit, vomited blood and fainted.

Ty Sneef got up again, limped over, pointed the machete at Sarayan, and scolded: "Dog, can Lao Tzu lose to you?" ”

After saying that, he was going to hack Sarayan to death.

However, surrounded by soldiers and soldiers, naturally they could not let it get their wish, and they stepped forward one after another, easily snatched the machete of Tai * Sneef, and seized it.

Other soldiers hurriedly helped Sarayan to his feet and checked the latter's injuries.

"It didn't hurt the internal organs, just some skin trauma and excessive internal organs!"

After a while, the soldiers brought the doctor who saw him.

The doctor took the pulse for a while, added some necessary tests, and said the conclusion.

"That's good!"

Hearing this, the soldiers present breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise if Sarayan really had an accident, I am afraid that their lives would be extremely difficult.

After all, he is still recognized as the number one warrior of the kingdom!

Without him, the kingdom would be the same as losing a top-notch core warrior.

And those who watched the fight would be punished by the queen.

"Hold this guy down and wait for the queen's fate!"

A captain stepped forward and ordered.

"By the way, I'm telling Your Majesty about the process of this game, I believe she can judge!"

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, the angry Ty Sneef was forcibly pressed and taken away like a prisoner.

"Let go of me, I'm the king of the north, how dare you do this to me?"

Ty Sneef's figure grew farther and farther away until it disappeared from sight.

………………

At night, inside the castle of Merlot

Anicid sat alone on the balcony, looking at the lights below, picking up a glass of red wine and taking a sip.

"Queen!"

At this moment, a voice came from the door.

"Say!"

Anicid still sat upright, and spoke majestically.

"The results of the contest are out, and the king of the north, Tai Sneef, will General Sarayan...... Knocked out! ”

The voice seemed to tremble a little, and said slightly.

"Oh? Hehe, I didn't expect this guy to be a little useful! ”

Anicid was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Go, call the Cold Knight!"

"Subordinates obey!"

After a while, the armored Angel Leng appeared outside the door and said hello.

"Aini, you call me?"

"Cold, come in and sit!"

The angel heard coldly and refused directly: "You are the king, I am a knight, this is not in accordance with the rules!" ”

Although it was okay for her to say yes, even before Anicid became the king, Leng could treat her highly.

However, the latter is also the king of Queen Kaisha, and now he is still pretending to be a knight, so he always has to abide by the rules.

"Oh? Now do you know humility, and what it means to be king? Anicid chuckled, a little sarcastic.

"Okay, come in, it's a big deal, I don't blame you for making trouble!"

The next moment, the door was suddenly kicked open, and the angel clenched his fists coldly and walked over with an expressionless face.

Looking at Anicid sitting on the balcony, I felt the urge to hit the other party.

"Heh, sure enough, I can't help it when I am provoked!"

Anicid said thoughtfully.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?" The angel's cold tone was extremely cold.

"Sarayan is defeated, you know?"

Anicid asked.

"Yes!" The angel replied coldly, seemingly calmly.

"Our first warrior of the Alan Kingdom was defeated by the barbarians in the north, and it spread, but it will cause a sensation again!"

"So I hope you can teach Ty Sneef a lesson and make him honest!"

Anicid reassured word by word.

"I'm not interested in him!"

To be honest, for these mortals, Angel Leng really couldn't mention much feeling, and even Sarayan before couldn't get her attention.

The main reason is that the difference in physique is too great, for angels, whether it is Sarayan or Tai * Sneef, they are just ordinary humans, at most the latter is stronger.

However, for the angels who have reached the gods with technology, it is too simple to win against each other.

It's not a power level at all.

"It's not an interesting thing in the first place, after all, after the word of this battle gets out, it may have some impact on my rule! And this is related to the alliance in the future, who will be the boss in the end! ”

"My knight, I want you to take back your lost glory!"

Anicid stared at Angel Leng seriously, his eyes unblinking.

"I see!"

The angel thought coldly for a while, since the other party is like this, help it, it's not a waste anyway!

It should be said that something that can be solved with a wave of your hand!