As soon as Sawan finished saying this, he regretted it a little, why was he so impulsive, and the other party let himself be fooled with two words, which was more awkward than eating a fly. But the words were already uttered, and it was too late for Savin to regret it, so he had to make an excuse and said: "It's okay to compete, but I don't have any weapons, so I'll talk about it tomorrow." Saying that, Savin wanted to slip away, but who expected that Axevin slapped his slap twice, only to see a guard sweating profusely carrying two axes and walking over, and then "bang" in front of Savin.

Sawin looked down and saw that it were his two axes, and the other party was so well prepared, it seemed that he was intent on competing with him. Now Savin no longer flinched, he picked up his two axes, pointed at Exewin and said, "Come on, I'll let you know what regret is!"

"Hee-hee, that's pretty talkative. Exewin sneered and slowly drew his saber from the scabbard at his waist.

Exewin's saber was a standard elven spanner, with a slender blade that resembled a needle sewing clothes, emitting a soft glow in the darkness. Although Sawan didn't know weapons, he could guess that Exewin's sword was a treasure, and he had never seen a weapon that could glow on its own.

With a sword in his hand, Exewin assumed a battle-ready posture, and then said, "Come on, I'll let you attack first." ”

Sawin didn't bother to be polite to her, since it was a competition proposed by the other party, then he was no longer polite. I saw Savin's body shake, and the whole person came to Exewin like a whirlwind, and at the same time, the axe in his hand also slashed at the other party's shoulder with the sound of the wind. Exewin flickered to the side, just in time to avoid Savin's axe, but this was what Savin was waiting for, and the axe in his other hand swept towards Axeven's waist at the right time.

If it were an ordinary person, most people would choose to block with weapons, with Sawin's strength, there are probably not many people in the entire continent who can block his axe, but Exevin doesn't seem to plan to do this, only to see her dexterously make a whirling dodge action, and Sawin's axe just grazing her body and slashing into the air. Exewin's two nimble dodges in a row were not only light but also graceful, looking less like a fight than a dance.

Sawan was not discouraged, after this period of Hortz's training, Sawan began to understand a truth, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it. If it were the previous Savan, if he couldn't hit the other party in two hits, he would probably start to go crazy, but this kind of straightforward attack was not threatening in the eyes of experts. In fact, Savin has never won against Hortz since joining the group, and in Hortz's words, even if he has superior strength and speed, as long as he can be pre-judged it is useless.

The first encounter could only be regarded as a test for both sides, Sawin immediately jumped out of the circle and waited for the opportunity again, Exewin also had the same idea, her original purpose was not to share the victory or defeat with Savan, testing Sawen's true strength was the reason why she proposed the competition. The two looked into each other's eyes, Hortz told Samin, don't let your eyes betray you, the difference between ordinary people and masters is often here, many people will always inadvertently use their eyes to see the target they want to attack before attacking, and often a look will reveal their true intentions. After losing to Hortz again and again, Sawin finally remembered this lesson and stared into the eyes of the other party is the right thing to do.

The two were in a stalemate for several minutes, no one moved, and Exewin nodded secretly in his heart, from this aspect alone, Sawan was qualified, much better than those stunned youths. Exewin decided to take the initiative to test Savin's resilience, and she suddenly stepped forward and stabbed Savin's lower abdomen with the thin sword in her hand. The elven rapier can only be used for stabbing and not slashing, but it has the advantage of being extremely fast and often difficult to guard against.

Sawin saw a flash of silver light, and Exsevan's thin sword stabbed at him like a lightning bolt in the night, Sawin didn't have time to block with his weapon, so he could only rely on his instinctive reaction to flash sideways, although he avoided the tip of the sword, but he looked somewhat embarrassed. Exewin immediately withdrew his rapier with a stab in the air, and then stabbed Sawin in the shoulder with another sword. Sawin had just dodged a sword, and before he could recover his body, another sword stabbed him, and the places where Exewin stabbed were all places where it was difficult for him to parry with his weapon, and there was no other way but to dodge.

Exewin's bayonet sword was like a continuous drizzle, sword after sword, forcing Savin back again and again, and each time Savin hid very awkwardly, and the rhythm of the battle completely entered the mode used by female elves. Sawan dodged and used his brain, thinking about how to reverse this passive situation, at this time, not only was his superior strength useless, but even his proud speed could not be used, it seemed that he still had a lot to learn about combat.

While Savin and Exewin were fighting on the terrace, a man was watching with interest from the window of a nearby tower. The man looked intently, sometimes with an obsessive look on his face, and sometimes with a heartfelt sigh, and it was evident that he seemed to appreciate both of them.

Savan, who is falling into passivity, naturally won't know this, but Exevin knows very well in his heart, the real audience of tonight's competition is the one by the window, he is just a person responsible for letting Sawan show his strength, and when he thinks of the elf's self-esteem here, he feels a burst of grievances, if it is not for revenge, how can the arrogant elf become someone else's pawn.

Sawin felt that he couldn't go on like this, his rhythm was completely in the hands of others, which was not the style he was used to, but Exeven's sword was as dense as rain, and it didn't give him the slightest chance to fight back, and if he continued like this, even if he didn't get stabbed, he would sooner or later be stumbled by his own steps.

"What to do, what to do......" If it weren't for the rush now, Samin would definitely have to scratch his head with his hands, and being suppressed like this made him start to get a little irritable, if it was Hortz, how would he deal with this situation?

"As a last resort, even if you break your wrist, you have to fight for a chance to turn the situation around!" Hortz seemed to have said this, and Savin vaguely remembered it, but it didn't seem to be that moment yet, but the pride of the dragon made it difficult for Saven to accept such a wronged defeat, and he had to try anyway.

Savan, who kept dodging, suddenly shouted, but such a move would not distract Axeven, but then Savin's actions greatly surprised her, only to see him suddenly throw an axe in his hand into the sky, this time Axivin had to look at the axe flying into the air, after all, she didn't want to be hit by the falling axe. At this moment, Savin showed his amazing explosiveness and pounced on Exewin.

Exewin was taken aback, but she didn't panic, she shook the thin sword in her hand, and saw that the tip of the sword, which was like a little starlight, immediately turned into dozens of star tracks, intertwined into a dense sword net in front of her. In the face of such a tight defense, if Savin dared to pounce, dozens of scars would be drawn in an instant. However, Exewin underestimated Savan's determination, and at this time, Sawin was like a fierce tiger with an indomitable momentum, swinging the axe in his hand and slashing directly towards the center of the sword net.

Exewin was taken aback, why did this guy suddenly want to fight with him, he was simply crazy! After a little hesitation in his heart, the movements of the female elf's hand slowed down, "Dang!" A crisp sound, Sawen's axe was impartially touching the elf's thin sword, only to see a silver light flying out, Exewin's thin sword was directly knocked away by Savin, purely to test the strength, ten elves are not Sawen's opponents.

Sawin turned the situation around with one move, and was about to take advantage of the situation to pursue, but saw Exevin quickly make a series of backflips, and instantly distanced himself from himself, at this time, the flying thin sword just fell, and the female elf immediately jumped up in the air without the slightest pause, and copied her saber in her hand again. When she landed back to the ground, Sawan was completely stunned by her flurry of juggling movements, which was simply unbelievable!

Sawan re-positioned himself and was about to start the battle again, but Axevin quietly glanced at the spectator by the tower window, only to see that the other party made a gesture of approval, so the female elf immediately put away her sword and said, "That's all for tonight, I'm going to rest." After saying that, she didn't ask for Savin's permission, turned around and left, leaving Sawin uncollected for a long time.

"Hey, that's rude!" Sawin yelled angrily at Axeven's back, "Stinky woman, I'm talking about you!"

Savin's roar had no effect at all, and the figure of the female elf in the blink of an eye was out of sight, and Sawin reluctantly picked up the axe and slammed it into the air, trying to vent the dissatisfaction in his heart, "The elves are all insane......!

Early the next morning, before he could get up, Sahain was woken up by a quick knock on the door: "Sahain, Sahain, get up, there is something urgent......"

Sawan rubbed his sleepy eyes and opened the door, and as soon as a companion from a mercenary group saw him, he said anxiously, "Get dressed, quick!"

"What's the matter?" asked Sawin reluctantly, disturbing the dragon's sleep at a great cost.

"The earl and the head of the regiment are invited, why don't you hurry up!"

Unable to withstand the constant urging of his companions, Sawan reluctantly followed him to a living room, who knows how many there were, and Sawin couldn't tell the difference anyway. As soon as they entered the drawing-room, they saw the Count with a smile on his face, while Hotz had a serious face, and after some pleasantries, everyone sat down. Savin saw the elf standing behind the Count at a glance, and the anger of last night rose again.