The murderous aura in the field was already thick to the point of being on the verge of exploding, and everyone who smelled this dangerous aura was holding their breath, for fear that because of their unintentional words or actions, they would become the fuse of this duel.

"Then draw your sword. Awadi said coldly as he looked at the officer opposite.

Looking at the blood stains that had not yet dried up on the long sword that Awadi held tightly in his hand ten steps away, the officer's face couldn't help but be solemn, no matter what, the opponent in front of him was a person who could kill the children of the nobles who knew swordsmanship in seconds with one sword. The officer took off his tan coat and threw it casually on the blood-stained sand, then took a deep breath to adjust himself to the best condition.

"As you wish. As the officer's gaze fixed on Awadi's shoulders, he slowly drew his sword from its scabbard.

Hearing the officer's words, Awadi no longer had the slightest hesitation and rushed towards the other party first, and the officer was not far behind, and also killed Awadi.

The distance of ten steps was just a blink of an eye, and the two people who had just finished their words in the previous breath did not say a word, and directly joined each other. The officer had killed many enemies on the battlefield, and he naturally used the long sword in his hand freely, only to see that he seized the opportunity to take the lead in making the first move, and the horizontal sword was swept away, and he went straight to the head of Awadi.

Seeing this, Awadi not only was not forced back by the sweeping sword, but approached the officer more bravely, only to see him holding his sword in both hands, struggling to block the attacking sword, and at the same time quickly slashing his own sword against the opponent's blade to the opponent's sword-holding hand. The officer was taken aback by Awadi's ferocity, but he immediately found a way to untie the siege and twisted his fist, which the officer slammed into Awadi's heart.

Originally, he planned to go directly at Awadi's head, but the cunning Awadi was not a brave and reckless man, he had already hidden his head behind his long sword while blocking the officer's attack, although this move was very effective, it was also extremely dangerous, in case of accident, he would die on the spot.

However, Awadi had already made up his mind, so he naturally did not hesitate, and in the face of the officer's change of tactics, he immediately stopped his progress as if he was prepared, and then retreated sharply. At the same time, Awadi's long sword also changed, originally killing the officer with great momentum, but the next moment it became entangled with the officer's long sword, leading the opponent's long sword to swing downward while entangled.

This series of movements was only in the blink of an eye, and the officer did not have time to withdraw his left fist that had rushed to Avadi's heart, and this caused his left fist to be unable to dodge the two long swords that were quickly slashed. In an instant, the crisis that was still imminent was turned into a danger by Awadi, and although the officer who was cut off his left hand looked painful, he did not dare to have any stop, not even a scream, he knew that his life and death were hanging by a thread, and what he could do now was to try to resist the opponent's offensive and strive to let his colleagues relieve themselves.

"Awadi, you're crazy! Stop!" The garrison on the observation platform did stop Awadi as the officers expected, but how could Awadi listen to these people? How could he let go of this good opportunity to vent his dissatisfaction now? The people of the garrison would not be naïve enough to think that they could stop Awadi with just a verbal warning, but they were afraid that it would be too late to rush down to save the people who rushed to the rescue.

In the field, Awadi saw that the opponent's left hand was cut off by himself, and knew that the time had come, looking at the opponent who collected the sword and returned to defense, Awadi did not rush to take out the sword but also collected the sword, but his sword was not to stop this duel, but to charge up for the next life-killing sword.

However, his actions seemed to be good in the eyes of others, but the officer who really faced Awadi knew that the other party was definitely accumulating all the killing opportunities, and the next move would determine his life and death.

The time to charge up was not long, and in the eyes of everyone in the audience, it was only two or three breaths of time, yes, it was not a long time, but it was enough for Awadi to end the duel.

Suddenly, Awadi moved, he just raised his long sword with both hands and slashed at the officer, who could have easily dealt with this flawed blow, but this blow seemed crude but had a thunderous momentum. The murderous aura that stabbed the officer's scalp numb, and it also made him stunned for a moment, and it was such a stunned kung fu that he only had time to barely block the opponent's attack with a horizontal sword.

Awadi's two-handed slash was naturally not something that the officer could block with one hand, but although his long sword was directly slashed at the opponent's shoulder, it was not deeply embedded in the shoulder bone as the officer expected, but unexpectedly turned into a sweep, and with a turn of step, a turn of waist and shoulder, and a turn of the blade, the officer's head was directly cut off by Awadi.

"Awadi, you!" said the belated garrison rescuer as he pointed at Awadi angrily.

"What? The duel between life and death is already a destiny, if you are not satisfied, please sign this contract of life and death, and fight with me!" Facing the accusations of the garrison regiment, Awadi did not have the slightest intention of backing down, but aroused the desire to fight more and more.

"You!" Although the person who came in time wanted to meet this duel, he was a little lacking in confidence when he thought of Awadi's brave performance before.

"Why are you scared? What are you doing here? Why don't you go back to your stand?" said Awadi disdainfully.

"Stand down, I'll meet Young Master Awadi. "Out of the crowd of the garrison came a young officer with a medal on his chest, his appearance was valiant, his eyes were serious, and there was a scar on the left side of his mouth. Awadi naturally recognized who it was, after all, the other party was the mainstay of the younger generation of the garrison corps, and the lieutenant of the garrison commander who was rewarded by the third-class earl at a young age - Thor.

Thor was the highest-ranking of the people in the garrison on this trip, and as soon as he said this, the others present naturally did not dare to have an opinion. Awadi looked at Thor who was walking towards him step by step, he put away his previous disdain for the garrison, Awadi didn't really know much about Thor, but he knew that there was nothing to be done under the fame, and this young officer who was unanimously favored by the nobles and the army naturally could not be a mediocre hand.

Will he continue to win, or will he be slashed by Thor's sword? Whether it is the former or the latter, everyone present is afraid to see, you must know that this is a time of turmoil, and if the old and new forces of Pente City fight again, it will really be a long time. However, everyone also knew that unless something unexpected happened, it would be impossible for the two in this case to be good.

"Take it. Upon coming to Awadi's presence, Thor said politely.

Awadi knew what Thor was referring to, but if he really handed the contract of life and death to the other party, there was really no room for return, and it really happened to this point, was it really what he was looking forward to? Awadi was a little hesitant in his heart, but after the previous two duels, how could he retreat at this moment?

"The slaves have escaped!" I don't know who shouted, and then the iron gate of the originally locked slave passage was smashed open by a group of ragged slaves, and a large number of slaves poured out of the field, and of course, some blind slaves actually attacked the two Awadi standing in the field.

"Go and protect the sir!" The people of the garrison on the observation platform saw that Thor was about to be attacked, and they drew their swords and rushed into the field. The other nobles in the stands were really shocked when they saw this scene, and fled outside, and the nobles who were lucky naturally retreated, and those who were unlucky might have to die tragically at the hands of these slaves.

The combat effectiveness of the slaves was not very high, but the number of four or five hundred far exceeded the number of guards in charge of security, and the garrison troops in this area did not have time to arrive for a while, which made it difficult for the garrison regiment to protect the commander. When they came to Thor's side, they fought and retreated with Thor, and tried their best to escape to the side door, although they encountered many slaves who stood in their way when they fled, but they were the elite of the army after all, although it was very difficult to have a small number of enemies, but there was no damage.

As for the Awadi garrison, they were in no mood to care, and they didn't take advantage of the chaos to hack him to death, they were already very graceful. However, Awadi doesn't have to worry about them, such as entering the no-man's land of the Emperor Gate has already killed a bloody road for Awadi, during this period Awadi has almost died in the siege of slaves several times, but fortunately, his combat quality is now at its peak, barely supporting the Emperor's help.

Awadi looked at the bloody path of the Emperor's Gate thoughtfully, knowing that the Emperor's Gate was killed from the passage of slaves, this was enough to make him suspect that the person in front of him was the initiator of this matter. However, he would not be stupid enough to expose the Emperor Gate, after all, it would not do him any good.

Emperor didn't care if Awadi guessed that he did it, and now he was only thinking about how to successfully complete his plan. Flee from the direction where the slaves came out, this is the general direction of the Imperial Gate, it is very simple, but very few people do it, no, until now, the Imperial Gate has not seen a single person fleeing towards the slave passage. The panicked aristocrats had either died at the entrance of the crowded passage or had already fled, so there was no need to worry about anyone seeing the clues.

"The banquet is over, it's time to leave, Master Awadi, the real victory and defeat have just begun. After clearing out the remaining slaves, the Emperor walked ahead and led the way for Awadi.

"What do you mean, Mr. Dimen?" Looking at the back of Dimen, Awadi suddenly had a feeling of sneaking into a trap.

"Literally, Awadi. Dimen stopped, glanced back at Awadi, and said with a smile.