The troops on both sides put away their weapons at the same time, and a space about twenty meters wide was left between them. Whatever their focus had been before, there was only one thing that the descendants of the northerners were now concerned about, and that was the outcome of Byron and Virgil's heads-up.

The witnesses on the side of the pirates were the chief's lieutenant and the old man, and on Byron's side were Ekirson and Mathilde. They were whispering to each other about their odds, their eyes fixed on the two of them who were moving their bodies to fight.

The rules of this heads-up are very simple, no matter what weapon, what armor, no matter what means, just take the opponent down and not kill him. This kind of heads-up is in the normal way of war, and the two sides are fighting for strength in all aspects.

After a while, both sides had chosen the equipment they needed for the battle. Although he was dismissive of using armor to protect himself, before the battle he changed into a more protective leather riveted chain mail, wearing a goggle, chain mail gloves on his hands, a fighting axe on his right shoulder, and a round shield on his left arm. Looking at Byron again, he wore all the plate parts, tightly wrapped from head to toe. However, for the sake of vision, he did not choose to wear a more well-protected helmet, but a spare goggle, which he bought when he was in Jeerberg, to make himself look "Nord". As for weapons, he held his usual mace, which he used with his shield.

From the point of view of equipment, Byron naturally has an advantage, and the protective ability of plate armor is beyond doubt. But in terms of combat capabilities ... It seems that not many people present are optimistic about Byron. In the eyes of the pirates, Byron is of medium stature, and it can be seen through the plate armor that he is not strong, and in rumors about him, it is also said that von Byron is outstanding in command, and there is nothing outstanding in individual combat. And their leader was a famous warrior who had been through a hundred battles, and he was a lap bigger than Byron in size alone, and they really couldn't think of a reason why the leader would lose.

On Byron's side, the view is equally pessimistic. It's not that they don't believe in Byron, it's that Byron himself really doesn't have much strength, and even he himself admits this. Aside from his mediocre riding skills and the ability to bully minions on horseback with his equipment advantage and thunder, he really has little merit in combat. There's no way, who made most of the attributes add charm when adding points.

Before the battle, the elder of the Haikou asked for one last time about the oaths of both sides, and the two solemnly swore an oath: "They will abide by the terms that have been set before, and those who break the oath will be doomed."

"In the presence of the gods, I declare this glorious battle officially begins."

After the elder finished speaking, he quickly retreated, and Byron and Fergil, the leader of the pirates, also began to fight face to face.

Virgil demonstratively waved his shield, then raised it and hurried towards Byron, his body very strong, his chainmail reflecting in the sunlight. The shield covered most of his torso, and the gladal axe was raised high, accompanied by a terrifying roar, and charged at his foe like an angry bear. Byron believed that if he was rushed head-on, he would fall to the ground and not be able to get up.

So he immediately made a defensive posture, which startled everyone around him, thinking that he was going to take the collision hard, and he was surprised and wondered if there was something wrong with his brain.

But when Virgil was about to rush in front of him, he immediately turned sideways and let the other man pass, and then the mace was raised high and swung straight down. Normally, Virgil would have overcharged and would inevitably be hit after that. But he was far more experienced than Byron, and the collision was actually bluffing, and he kept an eye on Byron's movements, waiting for him to make an evasive stance, and then immediately stopped and flanked Byron with his shield. The mace missed, and Byron stumbled and fell to the ground.

The pirates laughed and cheered for their leader. And the mercenaries on Byron's side sweated for him.

Virgil didn't show off like a traditional villain, and then rambled on a bunch of nonsense. He continued to charge Byron without pause, knowing that it would be difficult for the gladiator axe to cut through the plate armor, so he still had his shield facing forward, trying to hold him down with his shield and force him to surrender.

But although Byron's fighting level is average, he still has basic flexibility, he almost subconsciously turned over, grabbed the mace that fell to the ground, raised the shield against the opponent's shield with one hand, and the mace made a stabbing motion and went straight to Virgil's head.

He was forced a few steps back by Virgil again, and the other party was also grazed by a mace because of some carelessness, although it was something, but the hesitation of that moment allowed Byron to stand firm.

After only two moves between the two sides, Byron's flaws were exposed, and he was almost pressed and beaten by the other party. If it goes on like this, no matter how hard Byron tries to resist, he will hold on for another three minutes at most.

Virgil didn't give Byron much time, and immediately took a few steps forward and swung his axe three times in succession, but he was either blocked by Byron or dodged by him. Byron also took advantage of the situation to launch a counterattack, but it was not effective. He clearly realized that the other party's tricks just now were still testing him.

The two sides distanced themselves again, but this time Virgil already had the bottom in his heart. After the test just now, he had already judged Byron's approximate strength, which was similar to that of the ordinary pirates in his team. So he attacked again with great confidence, this time he completely let go of his hands and feet, and the next more than a minute of the battle hardly gave Byron the strength to parry.

The people around him also realized that the outcome was decided, and Byron's strength could not compete with Virgil at all, Ekilsson sighed, saying that with Byron's skills, even if it was estimated that it would be two or two, his vision was absolutely correct in this regard. Mathilde and Porcha had no choice but to watch Byron lose the matchup.

The pirates couldn't help but start cheering, they were now waiting for their leader to understand each other.

Affected by the cries of the crowd, Virgil could not help but be proud, he put down his shield and strode towards Byron, who had begun to gasp for breath, raised his axe with both hands to break his shield and give him the final blow, and then waited for him to write a letter to get the money.

He used this axe with a lot of force, and he confidently thought that Byron would not be able to stop it. But to his astonishment, Byron not only stopped him with a mace, but also struck him in the chest with a backhand blow with his shield.

In the midst of everyone's bewildered expressions, Virgil flew straight out, although it was only five steps away, but combined with the previous battle, everyone couldn't believe their eyes.

Even Virgil himself didn't understand why Byron suddenly burst out with such terrifying power, even if it was the legendary berserker of the Northern Continent.

The mystery of this is only known to Byron, and the bottleneck of his escalation in that war was directly broken, and he has always kept the attribute points. Maybe this attribute didn't mean much to him in this battle, but according to his past experience, he found that the moment after the strength was added, the heat would spread throughout his body, and his strength would reach an incredible level at that time, and he was afraid that he could directly lift a carriage!

He had been pressed and beaten by the other party before, but at the moment when Virgil relaxed his carelessness just now, he directly added attribute points to the strength, and then knocked the other party out at once, and then rushed to his side before he got up with the remaining strength, and pressed him with a mace.

"You were careless, Fergil." Byron deliberately made the appearance of pretending to be a pig and a tiger with a plan in advance, announcing his victory to him.

Virgil tried to get up at this time, but the move just now hurt him so badly that his chest hurt so much that blood oozed from his nostrils and mouth. The incredible strength and speed left an indelible impression on him, and the force that Byron exerted on the mace at this time was indeed quite greater than the previous battle, which made him almost regard Byron as a mythical hero rather than an ordinary human at this time.

Only then did he realize that the original stories were not all fake, and that there was indeed the blood of the gods still circulating in this world.

"I lost."

He said convincingly.

"If your ancestors were not gods who survived Ragnarok, they would have been heroes or wizards with great fame, and I am convinced that they would have fallen under your hands."

At this moment, the people who were shocked by the vision could not make any superfluous sounds, and they all looked at Byron's posture with a lot of emotion in their hearts.

At this time, Byron had only one sentence in his heart:

"Mom, fortunately, I was bluffed, otherwise I would have had to confess the money to him if he got up again."