Outside Astarte, the duel continues.

The four walls of the city were full of Makulags, and everyone looked intently at the two men in battle, and from time to time let out an exclamation or cheer for the patriarch.

When!

When!

The hammer and the greatsword clashed, and the explosion was so far away that even the high sound of war drums could not hide it.

Judging from the scene, Ren and Marius were evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while.

The people of Makulag never imagined that there would be a human who could fight the invincible patriarch, whether in terms of size or age, this human from the empire did not look like a match for the patriarch, and he was so young.

However, the facts are beyond doubt.

The Maculag barbarians are a martial race, and they naturally worship the strong, and gradually, some people began to shout Wren's name sporadically.

Outside the dueling circle, there are high-ranking barbarians with high status in the clan, as well as extreme warriors who have followed Wren.

Their eyesight was higher than that of ordinary clansmen, and they were pinching cold sweat while watching the duel.

This "Macgora" was the most dangerous battle they had ever seen in their lives, and both Wren and Marius struck with terrifying power.

If they were on the field, I am afraid that they would not even be able to catch a sword or a hammer.

Marius's combat skills have reached their peak, his swordsmanship is unpretentious, and all kinds of combat skills are perfectly used to exert his maximum power.

Wren's skill is almost non-existent, but his strength is slightly superior, with faster reflexes and speed, and indestructible defenses, he withstood Marius's stormy greatsword attack, and a warhammer in his hand, wielding it with a thunderous whistling.

Every sword and hammer strike creates a terrifying momentum.

The air bursts and the ground shook.

If you are blindfolded, you think that it is two giant beasts fighting for life and death.

In the dueling circle with a diameter of two hundred paces, the ground was full of potholes, as if it had been bombarded by a legendary wizard with a fire blast technique, and few places were flat.

Bang!

Wren slammed his hammer on Marius's shoulder, as if hitting a thick leather, the hammer was bounced back, leaving a hammer mark that first turned white, then swollen high, and the skin on the surface cracked and flowed blood, which did not look serious, but in fact the internal muscles were seriously damaged.

Marius' face remained unchanged, as if it was not his own body that had been smashed.

His greatsword also slashed at Wren's waist, using the "power explosion", the power skyrocketed threefold, and the sparks flew everywhere, slicing through the steely skin with difficulty, leaving a wound half a palm deep.

Before he could continue to inflict more damage, Wren repelled with a single touch, pulling away the distance.

"Whew, Whew......"

Marius tried to chase after him, but his body suddenly did not obey him, and he stopped for a moment, standing still and panting for breath.

On his body, there were already seven or eight hammer wounds like this, which were terrible.

On the other hand, Wren, who was dozens of steps away, had the sword wound on his waist healed quickly, and it was intact in two or three seconds.

Marius took a deep breath, already sensing something was wrong.

In the first encounter, he recognized Wren's Iron Body, but Wren's recovery ability was more terrifying than that of Iron Body.

Marius himself also has "self-healing" and "quick recovery", and after years of training, ordinary injuries can be quickly recovered, but compared to Renne's healing speed, it is simply too slow.

"Could it be the legendary element 'Immortal'?"

Marius wasn't so sure.

He had been numbed by Wren's strength, and Sicarius had said many times that Wren was a student of the Holy Soul Wizard and also a battle wizard, how could he have a physical element stronger than a legendary warrior?

Strong power, fast speed, high defense!

This is the Battle Wizard?

Marius was well aware of Wren's intentions and wanted to trade injuries for injuries and consume his physical strength.

Unless you can knock out Wren with one blow, it's an unsolvable problem.

Thinking of this, Marius's mind was shaken.

Suddenly, his momentum weakened.

Marius has the "disregard for pain" and "indomitable will", these two elements complement each other, and he is able to strengthen his self-will, face the most powerful opponent, without fear, and maintain his peak strength even if he is seriously injured, as if he were not injured, until he completely collapses.

However, once the self-doubt and mind are lost, the effect of the indomitable will disappears.

A tidal wave of sharp pain poured from all over his body, and Marius snorted involuntarily, gritting his teeth, and once again inspiring his indomitable will.

The state of absence is only about half a second.

Wren seized the opportunity with a keen lunge, ignoring Marius' greatsword slash and the hammer slashing his head.

The wind pressure on the warhammer blew Marius's face out of shape.

His eyes changed drastically, and if the hammer was hit, he would faint even if his head didn't burst.

Makgora duels were never peaceful, and if he was hammered in the head by Wren, he would win the dignity of the game, and no Maculag would blame Wren.

"Ahh

In the midst of the crisis, Marius could only inspire a "bloody rage".

His body swelled up in an instant, rising again, growing from two meters five to about two meters eight, his chest became like a wall, his muscles seemed to explode, and his defense also skyrocketed.

Bang!

Wren's hammer didn't hit his head, only Marius's chest, and the shock from the handle made his hands tingle.

Marius' greatsword swept over.

With a snap, Wren was slashed solidly, and the whole person flew up and fell on the edge of the duel circle, only a few steps away from falling outside.

He rolled over and stood up, a terrifying sword wound extending from his left shoulder to his waist, deep into the bones, and even his internal organs exposed.

The steeled muscles were squirming rapidly, repairing the wound, and it would take at least a dozen seconds to heal.

The sword almost cost him half his life, but Wren was happy.

Marius was forced to start the "bloody rage", although his strength and defense skyrocketed in a short period of time, and his speed increased slightly, but it was not enough to catch up with him, let alone achieve an overwhelming advantage and win.

He only had to drag it out until the rage was over and Marius was in a weakened state, and he won.

Marius knew this, too, so he didn't go berserk before.

He tried to grasp the last hope and desperately attacked Wren, and the giant sword bloomed with terrifying qi blades, and the slash, whirlwind slash, angry blow, and triple attack were released in turn, and even at the expense of doubling his physical strength, he started the "battle frenzy" and increased his strength again.

But no matter how strong the strength is, no matter how many combat skills there are, it will be useless to fail to hit the target.

Wren didn't want to carry it hard at all, and concentrated on dodging.

The range of the dueling circle is only two hundred steps, but it is large enough for him, and the soul eye locks on Marius, and every time he wants to use which element, he can grasp it half a step in advance and easily avoid it.

Marius went on a frenzied chase and only inflicted minor injuries on Wren a few times, but not enough to be fatal.

With each passing minute, Rennes are one step closer to victory.

After nearly twenty minutes, Marius's speed slowed down, his little giant-like body shrunk, his strength waned, and a sense of weakness overwhelmed him.

"It can't be helped. ”

Marius sighed secretly, knowing that he had no power to return to heaven.

He threw away the greatsword in his hand without waiting for Wren to counterattack, and under the gaze of the Makulag people watching the battle, the great body knelt down half-kneeling towards Wren, pressed his hands on his knees, and lowered his proud head.

"I throw in the towel. ”

Marius voluntarily conceded defeat, and his voice spread throughout and around Astarte, so that everyone could hear it clearly.

All the Makulags were stunned.

Some of the people couldn't believe it, hiding their faces and crying in a low voice, the once invincible patriarch actually lost in the Maklago!

Wren was also a bit surprised.

But what surprised him was not that he could win, but that Marius admitted defeat so simply, which made him admire the patriarch.

Sometimes, the person who can admit his failure and can afford to lose is the real hero!

Wren calmed down and raised his hammer aloft.

This is the gesture of the victor.

Slowly, Astarte heard a shout, which was low at first, but gradually rose and became louder and louder:

"Wren!"

"Wren!"

"Wren ......"

Bang, bang, bang...... Outside the dueling circle, the drums beat in unison, and thousands of Makulags, young and old, tried their best to shout Wren's name, resounding in the sky over the plateau.