"Haha...... Good job, fast enough, very good, come again!"

Teklin touched his shoulder, and said very cheerfully and loudly to Ike.

"Come again. ”

There was a look of fanaticism on Ike's face, both sides were only tentative attacks just now, and then they really entered the state.

I saw that after Ike danced a sword flower in the air with one hand, he pulled out the two-foot short sword worn on his waist with his left hand, and took the initiative to rush towards Teklin who was already ready with his legs.

"Qiang ......"

With a brief metal clash, the two frantically fought together.

Ike kept fighting around Teklin, each attack being a one-touch retreat, and the short, crisp sound of metal clashing kept coming, making the onlookers look excited.

The battle continues.

After the first tentative confrontation with Teklin, Ike knew that he could not go head-to-head with this strong dwarf, and that he could only defeat him in one fell swoop by using flexible movement to consume the opponent's physical strength, find the opponent's flaws in the process of fighting, and seize the opportunity to hit him with one blow.

Faced with Ike's almost rogue style of play, Teklin was also a little annoyed.

He doesn't like this way of fighting, he prefers the collision of powers, which is enjoyable.

Although he didn't like it, reason told him that Ike's way of fighting was the most effective way to deal with a power warrior like him.

The two have their own advantages in fighting, and the fight is very exciting, although there is no such hard-fought way between the two, but the fighting skills of the two are also extremely pleasing to the eye, and everyone is not stingy to cheer for them on the side.

As for who they're cheering for, who cares?

Aren't you just trying to have a good time?

Dwarves don't just use brute force, they just prefer the force-for-force style of fighting, which makes them feel very enjoyable.

In the Kstana continent, whether it is a goblin or a dwarf, they all love to watch lively.

There was a young fairy with a bow and arrows on his back and two short swords pinned to his waist, with a warm smile on the young man's handsome face, he looked at the two people who were fighting on the field with great interest, and muttered to himself: "Teklin's injuries have recovered well, and his strength has not regressed, but has improved somewhat. I'm afraid this bald boy won't last long!"

Standing next to the fairy youth was a middle-aged human man, after hearing the words of this fairy youth, he showed a disdainful expression on his face, and said: "I think it's hard to say whether the winner is or loses, I'm very optimistic about this bald boy, this dwarf's fighting style is mainly based on fierceness, and there is little defense, if the bald boy can disrupt the dwarf's offensive rhythm, with the sharp sword momentum he just had, plus the current fight, it is very likely to defeat that." Moreover, if you look closely, now this bald boy has never collided with the dwarves head-on, and it is clear that he also understands that he cannot collide with the dwarves head-on, he has been looking for opportunities, and once he finds an opportunity, victory is not impossible. ”

The appearance of pointing out the country, in the eyes of laymen, still has some master demeanor.

The middle-aged man's analysis was very subtle, and the goblin youth turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, and he also became interested in some analysis.

The elf youth turned his gaze back to the field, raised his eyebrows, and said, "You have some truth in what you said, but the dwarves' skin itself is very hard, and the bald boy's sword can't hurt him much, unless it's a fatal puncture injury." Obviously, this bald boy doesn't have that ability for the time being. ”

Indeed, the dwarven skin itself is the best defense against light weapons, and it is precisely because of this that Teklin chooses this way of attacking by abandoning defense, and it is clear that Ike is not aware of this.

You could feel from the tone of this elf young man that he was familiar with the dwarf in the field.

Of course, this middle-aged man didn't know that the young man of the goblin clan standing in front of him was the goblin who rescued Teklin more than half a year ago.

With the end of the dialogue between the elven youth and the middle-aged man, the battle between Ike and Teklin has been decided.

As the elven youth had said, after being forced back a few times, Ike thought he had discovered a flaw in Teklyn and suddenly attacked.

But just as Ike's long sword was about to stab Teklyn's shoulder, the tip of the sword slipped, and there was no sound of flesh in his memory, but a faint sound of metal rubbing, and just when Ike was confused, Teklin slammed into the shoulder, knocking Ike out and falling heavily to the ground.

Teklin wins.

This result made the middle-aged man's face a little unbearable.

I thought that when the bald head stabbed out that sword, the dwarf would lose, but I didn't want the result of victory and defeat to be reversed in an instant.

Blank, who had watched the battle between the two of them throughout the whole process, had an approving look in his eyes.

Ike was able to fight with the Tyclin of the early and high stages with the strength of the beginner middle rank, and if it weren't for the secret of the Teklin skin, I'm afraid it would have been Teklin who lost.

"What a great competition!"

Blank complimented, and his gaze swept over Lance next to him.

This blonde kid is faintly better than that Ike in terms of combat skills. It's really hard to imagine that these are just two young people who have just set foot on the Kstana continent, and the teacher who teaches them, what kind of master of strength will be!

......

"Haha...... Almost let you win. You guys really have a few moments, if you change to other dwarves, I'm afraid you really have your way. ”

The victorious Teklin pestled his tomahawk to the ground, ignoring the dust scattered from his body, laughed and walked over to Ike, who was lying on the ground resting due to exhaustion, and stretched out his palm to Ike, pulling the man up.

"Another day, we'll have a chance to play again, maybe I'll win next time." ”

Ike smiled heartily, obviously gaining a lot from this battle.

Ike, who stood up with the strength of Teklin, felt a pain in the place where Teklin had just been hit, and reflexively raised his hand and rubbed it.

When Teklin saw Ike's appearance, he said apologetically, "I'm sorry brother, it was a little heavier just now, I ...... I'll invite you to drink and ......"

Lance, Ike, and Blank began to bead of sweat on their foreheads.

This Teklin, happy to drink, irritable to drink, sleepy and tired to drink, drink during the day, drink at night, drink without a word, this makes the other people who are not addicted to alcohol feel very headaches, and now they are a little sick to their stomachs when they hear "drinking".

"Haha...... Let's go, my friends, and you must not get drunk today!"

Teklin excitedly greeted the other three.

"By the way, the captain of the guard is looking for me, how did I forget, you go first, and I'll come later. ”

Blank suddenly patted his head and said something to Teklin, and before the others could react, they had already disappeared, leaving Lance and Ike smiling bitterly in place.