Which is stronger, Eye Demon or Sava Fish-Man Prince? Ninety-nine percent of people choose the Beholder, because the deadly rays don't require spells or spell casting, especially if they are hit in a narrow area, they will die.

However, the situation in the Colosseum was quite the opposite, as the poor Eye Demon was blinded by a sudden dagger throwing "Fire Fang" at the beginning of the battle, and several other Terrier Eyes were destroyed in the following seconds, with no power to fight back, not even a deadly ray of fire.

The opposite of the direct opposite is the Sava Fishman Prince, who relies on his super recovery ability, is crazy almost every time he is exchanging his life for life, and does not disdain to defend at all, giving full play to the maximum effect of piercing weapons, forcing Henry to keep blocking and dodging, if it weren't for the fact that the Eye Demon has become a headless fly and is running around, I'm afraid the result is not optimistic.

Looking at the fierce light in the opponent's eyes, and the courage of the table to come out and die together, Henry couldn't help but wonder if it was the dark elves who had done something inhumane to this guy, otherwise he would definitely not have been so deadly.

He now had to carefully open the sharp spear tip with his twin knives, waiting for the Sawa Fishman Prince to begin to descend. At such times, defense is the best offense, and to rush to attack before the opponent's ferocious momentum has passed is simply a joke with your own life.

"It's hard to imagine that a lowly man can do this." The priestess of the Geralt family muttered to herself. It was the first time she had seen someone able to deal with two monsters so powerful at the same time, and as things stood so far, it was only a matter of time before she could achieve final victory.

Especially the dagger throwing that just opened. Fast, accurate, and ruthless. Almost in the blink of an eye, the most threatening Eye Demon has been turned into waste. Although the Fish-Man Prince's attack looks very violent. But everyone knows that a continuous thrust like this is very exhausting and must not be maintained for long, and once the offensive weakens, then the situation will be reversed immediately.

"Remove the word lowly, his current strength is awe-inspiring, worthy of the surname of the Geralt family. Remember, this is the warrior of Nîmes, and I am bound to win. If anyone dares to intervene halfway, I will allow you to use the most drastic means. ”

After speaking, the mistress tightened her cloak and quietly left the tavern while no one was looking. She came this time to see with her own eyes whether Henry's martial arts skills were really as powerful as rumored, and now that the goal has been achieved, there is naturally no need to stay here.

As everyone expected, the Sava Fish-Man Prince's frenzied attack didn't last long, and soon slowed down due to the drop in his body. It was so hungry that the Dark Elves were not philanthropists, and they didn't give their captives much food, sometimes even starving for days on end. Even if you are an iron man in a few months, your body will completely collapse.

But Henry was clearly not a soft-hearted man. He is also quite disgusted by the Sawa Fish-Man race. In order to show that he was in line with the values and morals of the dark elves, he did not kill his opponent directly, but with his flexible pace, he only cut a small piece of meat with each attack.

Undoubtedly, this is an extremely cruel method, enough to cause the complete collapse of any sapient being, both physically and psychologically.

After only a few minutes, the Sava Fish-Man Prince's nerves were broken, and not only did he give up his resistance completely, standing motionless and letting the sharp long knife wreak havoc on him, but his eyes were also dim, completely like a walking corpse. The creature had completely given up hope of life and waited quietly for death to come.

Maybe in normal times, Henry would have given it a merciful death, but not now. He did not hesitate to show his most ruthless side, slashing his opponent with a thousand knives. The two long knives were getting faster and faster like meat grinders, and finally there was no longer even a waving arm, only a piece of cold light and splashed flesh, and when the battle was over, except for a bare skeleton, all the flesh and internal organs had been cut off, and the minced flesh all over the ground looked extremely terrifying and disgusting.

All the spectators were conquered by this ferocious, cold-blooded, and merciless fighting style, even those who were going to come and challenge. They all stood up and applauded loudly, and for a moment the whole tavern was boiling.

"Well done! Nimes, you are Uster. The most powerful warrior in the city of Nasa! ”

"That's right! It's the best beast show I've ever seen, and it's just exciting. ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Hahahaha! Kill all the enemies of the Dark Elves! ”

"Queen Rose will definitely give her blessings!"

……

There is no doubt that the table just now is very much in line with the values that the dark elves advocate. Superb martial arts, cold heart, and arrogant character, this qiē is simply a perfect warrior in their eyes, a goal that cannot be surpassed.

Henry stood in the Colosseum silently feeling the beating of his heart, a steady stream of power flowing through his body with blood, and after a few seconds, he seemed to suddenly understand something, and fiercely swung his long knife and rushed towards the eye demon in the corner.

"Poof!"

With a muffled thud, the flesh-like body of the Eye Demon was split in two, and the hard shell was like a zài, which did not hinder it at all.

No one could see exactly how the knife was swung out, and they didn't even catch the slightest shadow of the knife's light. It was an invisible attack, with a speed beyond the limits of what a mortal could grasp, and I believe that no one but a true legendary warrior could dodge it.

"Finally...... I finally understood my path as a warrior. Skill, strength, pace, and angle of attack are not comparable to absolute speed. Henry stared at his hands and muttered to himself. He's now grasped his fighting style, which is extreme speed.

As the saying goes, martial arts in the world are only fast and unbreakable. In the history of the earth, from the invention of the first fighting technique to modern times, why is it declining more and more?

The answer is simple, they are not faster than hot weapons. How fast is a bullet? Even the slowest pistols and submachine guns can reach more than three hundred meters per second. How fast is a martial artist's limbs? Thirteen meters per second. That's all.

Twenty times more than the difference. The former only requires a simple pull of the trigger, while the latter requires more than ten to twenty years of hard training, and the gap is too obvious, so the decline of martial arts is naturally not surprising. There is no way around it, the structure of the muscles determines the maximum upper limit of speed, and no matter how much you exercise, you can't go beyond this limit.

But the continent of Faeron is different, magic pervades every part of the main plane, and warriors absorb it into their bodies when they exercise. It varies according to each person's emphasis. Some will develop very strong magical resistance, others will become more robust and more vigorous, and some will gradually form a cuticle of skin and muscles, which will be as strong as armor.

In short, when a warrior exceeds level fifteen, his body will have some abnormalities one after another, which is definitely not comparable to ordinary people. To be exact, these guys are genetically different from normal people.

This is the case with Henry now, with special powers transforming arms, wrists, shoulders. There is also the structure and strength of the surrounding muscles, allowing him to swing his weapon at incredible speed. That's the truth of the matter.

Administrator Szodlin excitedly shouted, "See? Did you all see it?!!! The great warrior Nim easily split the Eye Demon in half! I didn't even see how he did it! There is no doubt that the goddess Rose has blessed this battle. Rejoice! With such an epic victory, I don't think anyone will dare to challenge His Excellency the "King of Duels" anymore. ”

"Damn! It looks like he's really going to be Uster. The first warrior of the city of Naza. A dark elf male curded in a corner with a gloomy face. He was none other than Rasaona, who had been humiliated by Henry yesterday. Former first warrior of the city of Naza.

Another woman next to her gloated and said, "If you are not convinced, you can challenge, I believe he will not refuse." ”

"Now to challenge? I'm not that stupid yet. Let's see, sooner or later, I will snatch back this position and honor that belongs to me. With that, Rasaona put on his hood and walked out of the tavern without looking back.

Since he was defeated yesterday, he has suddenly changed from the glory of the family to the shame of the family, and his status can be said to have plummeted. Especially the brothers who had been pressed down before showed their ambitions, and the situation suddenly became much more critical, seeing that the status of the eldest son of the first family was about to be lost.

"Haha, my dear waste brother is starting to fidget." The priestess looked at the departing back of Rasaona and sneered in a low voice.

"Dear eldest daughter Firi, I must remind you that the warrior named Nimes has dishonored the honor of the First Family, and you had better hurry up and find a way to teach him a lesson, otherwise it will be too late to be recruited by the other families." An accompanying family soldier reminded in a whisper.

The corners of Firi's mouth turned up slightly, revealing an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "No, don't worry, I'll talk about it when Solao Fan comes back from the surface." This guy has been getting more and more difficult to control lately, so let him challenge this guy named Nim when the time comes, and it will be a good thing for us that whoever dies at that time. ”

"With all due respect, I'm afraid Solao Fan won't be fooled. He's wary and disgusted with us right now, unless you ......" Speaking of this, the family soldier suddenly stopped and lowered his head slightly. He knew that some words could not be said directly, otherwise he would definitely be exhausted to death by the eldest daughter with a whip.

"Don't worry, as long as Solaofen is still in the First Family, he will have to obey my orders. And I've prepared a trap that will never surprise you. Let's go, we still have to complete the tasks assigned by the master, and I hope there will be no accidents. With that, Phili got up from his chair and left the tavern with six family soldiers.

The departure of the two groups of people before and after was all watched by Henry and remembered in his heart. Judging by everyone's reactions, he knew very well that his plan to make a name for himself had succeeded, and the next thing was to wait and see which ruling family would be the first to make the conditions.

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Bow and thank you for the monthly tickets voted by the three book friends of last month's star mark, ID account, and senior fun. (To be continued......)