Today's Banyas City swept away the gloom of the previous days, and the scorching sun swayed the heat wave in the sky. Banyas, who has completely entered the height of summer, is even hotter after the rain, and the wind blowing on his face is hot. Although the people on the side of the dueling arena were sweating from the scorching sun, they had to endure it in order to see the struggle between the two families in the city rarely.

Roger stood in front of the stands of the dueling arena and cast a shadow on Nimit, an old childhood friend, "Master Gust Stanford, Lord Nimit." Seeing the salute of the head of the Best family, Gust Stanford had no expression on his face, and he did not mean to get up, completely ignoring it. "Roger, we've only been able to see each other today since we were separated ten years ago, and you're still the same!" Nimmit, who was sitting next to Gustamford, showed unusual enthusiasm, not only smiling like a spring breeze, but also getting up to let Roger sit next to him.

"Lord Nimmit, you are so gracious. I won't sit here and disturb the mood of adults. Roger smiled and turned to walk out of the stands. Seeing that Roger had already walked away, Nimit turned his head and said to Gustanford: "My lord, why should you be so cold to Lord Roger, won't there be cooperation between him and your Excellency in the future?" Compared with Nimmit's relaxed smile, Gustanford smiled coldly and said: "Could it be that the head of our Adomondo family, the great Lord Nimit, will still let the Best family exist in Banyas City?"

"My lord, I praised it, how can the Best family say that it is also a strong nobleman in Banyas City, His Majesty the Emperor will not allow me to do this, of course, if the Best family looks for death, then I have to obey their wishes. Nimmit looked at Roger, who had already walked into the crowd of the Best family, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Feeling the killing intent in Nimmit's tone, Gust Stanford glanced at Nimit curiously, although the Adomondo family and the Best family duel this time was because of the mud alley incident, but how do you feel that the driving force behind this matter is Nimit sitting next to him? And why does Nimit have such a deep hatred for Roger? As far as he knows, the two were friends ten years ago, and they can be called the best partners in Banyas, but now they want to kill each other.

As time passed, the scorching sun gradually moved into the middle of the sky, unleashing heat. After the referee explained the rules of the duel, the person who had gone on the expedition in place of the Best family finally entered the dueling arena. Looking at the burly man in front of him, holding a two-handed big sword but obviously not a strong man from the Best family, Froga was a little puzzled. He turned his head to signal to the referee what was going on. The referee immediately understood Floga's confusion, and directly introduced the man's identity, and after listening to the referee's introduction, Froga knew that this person was specially existing for noble duels, called duelists. Unlike gladiators, who threw their blood in the Colosseum, duelists were for those who needed to participate in aristocratic duels but were unable to attend in person. In the Eloda Empire, duels were prevalent, and the National Tournament held by Emperor Lancelovin III for his birthday was the culmination of this ethos. But not all nobles are suitable for martial arts, and many nobles cherish their feathers and don't want to lose face in the duel arena, but the dignity of the nobles must allow them to participate in the duel, so the duelist was born.

Because Frog has been away from the high society of Banyas City for a long time, he is not very clear about the rules between these nobles, and since the Best family sent duelists to meet the rules, Froga had no choice but to fight until the Best family knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

With the thunder of the war drums, the long-awaited duel of the onlookers finally began.

Froga and the man were extremely crisp, and after saluting each other, they didn't say too much, and the two-handed swords collided directly with the cold ice. When the audience saw the two of them move, they immediately burst into enthusiastic cheers. Roger looked at Froga who was entangled with the duelist in the dueling arena, his brows furrowed, Froga now seemed to be a little stronger than he had expected. It seems that the duelist is on par with Floga, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that Froga is a calm and relaxed attack, and the duelist is already at the end of his crossbow, and defeat is a matter of time. "Marcos, did Ahad really seriously injure Floga?" Roger asked his eldest son, who was standing beside him. "Father, as far as I know, although Ahad was killed by Archbishop Elendt, before he died, Ahad not only severely wounded Froga, but also killed Tony of the Adomondo family. So, I also feel strange that Froga is in such good shape today. "Maybe it was the Adomondo family who came up with some treasure for this duel to make Froga in this state, Marcos didn't say this.

Roger turned his head to look at his youngest son Charrick again, and seeing him smiling, Roger also relieved his heart, no matter how much you win the duel today, I will not only make you miserable, but also destroy the entire Adomondo family!

The sword light was like electricity, the gold and iron were intertwined, and the two collided together again. Unlike the first collision, this time the duelist was obviously about to be unable to hold on. Drops of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down the duelist's face, and Froga only sweated slightly on his forehead. As Floga's hands pressed down hard, the duelist's legs trembled slightly, and the sweat dripped widely. "Bang" Froga once again exerted force, and the duelist could no longer support it, and knelt directly on the ground with one leg, struggling to support.

In aristocratic duels, there is no surrendering side, only the dignity of dying in battle. The duelist also knew that if he continued like this, he would only die. Since you choose to be a duelist, there will inevitably be something at the bottom of the box, and when people face despair, their potential will also burst out. So Froga did not relax in the slightest. When the duelist's face began to flush and his muscles flare, Froga already knew that something was wrong, and without the slightest hesitation, he jumped back, and then the fighting energy on his body exploded ready to resist the attack that was about to attack.

"Bang" Froga felt a huge force from the ice to his hands, and when his hands were paralyzed and he couldn't hold the ice, he was directly knocked away by the duelist with his two-handed giant sword. After stumbling to the ground in mid-air, Froga felt his arms trembling slightly. When Froga wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, the duelist adhered to the principle of taking advantage of your illness to kill you, and directly dragged the ground with his two-handed swords and rushed towards Froga with sparks all the way. In a hurry, Froga had no choice but to raise the ice again to fend off the duelist's attack. Sparks flew in the steel staggered. Froga was directly pressed by the giant sword and half knelt on the ground. Feng Shui rotates, one second Froga also suppresses the duelist, and the next second Froga is beaten.

Half-kneeling on the ground, Froga looked up and saw a pair of red eyes staring at him, revealing a murderous aura. The duelist looked at Froga with a sinister smile, and the power in his hand continued to increase. But such actions of the duelists also gave Froga a respite. Just when the duelist thought that he was about to win this duel, a strong force came from the sword, and he was caught off guard, and the duelist was directly forced to take a few steps back. "I didn't expect to meet Berserkers here, it's really interesting, I don't know how much the Best family has spent for me now. "Counting the Assassins, Shadow Hunters, and Mind Eaters Ahad in the mud alley before, plus the berserker duelist in front of them, the Best family really spent a lot of money, but it's worth it, and I, Floga, deserve it.

Froga didn't waste the opportunity, and directly stepped forward, the ice in his hand exuding a cold aura that pierced the duelist's heart. Although he was forced back in embarrassment, the Berserker is a Berserker after all, and his reflexes and agility are greatly improved after becoming berserker. Froga was fast, but was easily dodged by the duelist.

Although he dodged the ice's attack, the duelist still clearly underestimated the power of the ice, he just felt that the ice was an unusually sharp sword. But he didn't know that for this sword, Master Clarence not only took out his treasured Ice Meteorite, but also gave up his cheeks to invite an inscription master to enchant the Ice, so the Ice could activate the skill - Ice Imprisonment as long as he was urged by the fighting spirit. The duelist who wanted to dodge to the side felt a chill in his steps, and before he could react, the duelist was already frozen in the ice. Looking at the lifelike ice statue, Froga couldn't help but admire, the magic weapon that Arthur gave him was really good.

Froga walked up to the statue to end the duel, and just as he raised the ice and was about to stab it down, Froga suddenly sensed that something was wrong, and the duelist's face did not have a trace of despair about dying, but an expression of seeing the prey fall into the trap. Flogaton felt bad, but as he tried to get away from the ice sculpture, there was a jolt under his feet. In an instant, the ground under Floga's feet sank, and Froga, who was caught off guard, fell directly into the pit.

Nimit, who was in the stands, saw Froga fall into the pit and immediately stood up in fear. Ancient Stanford, who was sitting on the side, also frowned, could it be that Froga was just a vain, and was solved by the duelist found by the Best family? Charrick on the side of the dueling arena saw Froga fall into the pit, and a bright smile immediately leaked from his face, "Father, I didn't expect that this Froga was just a straw bale, and it would be defeated so easily, so that our backhands would be useless." Although Roger didn't believe that Frog would be easily defeated by the duelist, but the current situation also made him feel a little relieved, the previous loss made Roger feel that even if the plan was successful, the Best family would have to break his bones, and now that Froga was directly solved, perhaps the current predicament of the Best family could be easily overcome.

Arthur stood in the crowd and witnessed the moment when Froga fell into the duelist's trap, but he was not as flustered by overcare as Nimitt, believing that Froga, who had successfully fused the blood elves, could easily win the duel.

The duelist, who had already escaped from the ice, was followed by the demonic beast that created the pit, the Hidden Beast, and slowly walked to the pit and looked down, but he never thought that the pit full of thorns was empty, and all the thorns were intact. A frightened expression immediately leaked from the duelist's face, but it was a pity that it was too late!