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(forty five)

The long queue for recruiting soldiers started to move, but many people in the team were absent-minded, straightening their necks and looking aside. The short team recruiting knights was quickly registered under the auspices of the knights, and the participants evacuated to an open space as a temporary stage for competition.

The bearded Quick grinned and swung an ax as big as himself. In comparison, his opponent who had not yet drawn his sword looked much smaller - anyone would look dwarfed against that northern barbarian, but the onlookers did not subconsciously expect this. They compared the two sides of the battle, and wisely determined the outcome before the "discussion" began: Quick would win, and the omega would lose, as it should be.

That omega.

They called him this in their hearts. The blond young man did not state his name, and the registrar did not ask. After all, there was no need for people who were about to be carried out to register.

"I am Kuik of Wen Jia Luo!" the bearded man said in a loud voice, "Strengthen my physical strength!"

Omega waved his sword and made a warrior salute, but Quick didn't wait for him to speak according to the procedure, and he had no intention of returning the salute.

"Shut up, omega!" Quick said, slamming the battle ax on the ground and sneering, "I don't want to know the omega's name, unless that's the mother of my child!"

The long-handled battle ax cut deeply into the ground, leaving long cracks in the dry and hard soil of Ashwood Town. The debris of the soil was lifted up by the strong wind and rolled down to Omega's feet. The knight candidate who didn't know Quick secretly estimated the strength of his future opponent in his heart, and his partner was already clapping his hands and laughing.

The blond omega's expression remained unchanged, as if no one had taken advantage of him verbally. He nodded simply and said, "I am also strengthening my physical fitness."

Laughter rang out from the crowd of onlookers, and Hank, who squeezed into the first row, shook his head regretfully. Physical enhancement is the worst power on the street, but once it becomes as powerful as Quick, it is also one of the most difficult powers to deal with. The best way to deal with it is to use long-range attacks to deprive the physically enhanced person of his mobility, but if it is also physically enhanced, you can only fight head-on. He secretly hoped that Omega could cause some trouble for Quick, but it seemed difficult to do so now.

Quick apparently thought so himself. He snorted disdainfully, remained motionless after the registrar signaled the start of the game, and raised his fingers provocatively at his opponent. The omega looked at him calmly and drew his sword.

And then it's over.

The entire square was silent for a moment, and everyone opened their eyes wide, trying to understand what had just happened. A stream of light - can only be described as this, no one can see how the sword is unsheathed. First there was lightning-sharp silver light, and then people heard the sword cutting the air, making an extremely subtle metallic sound. When was the sword placed on Quick's neck? When did the swordsman with the sword flash to the enemy? Perhaps the sword light was so dazzling that even Hank, who had always been proud of his own vision, didn't notice it.

This is not a life and death fight. As long as the registrar or knight nods, the omega will win.

The first one to react was Quick. His face turned red and veins popped out on his scalp. He roared like a wild bull and slammed the sword with his neck, then rushed towards the omega. The blade of the sword left a long blood mark on his neck, and the blood spilled to the ground. The strong man did not care about the cost at all, and raised the battle ax above his head and struck it down hard.

This was not a casual attack like before. Quick was furious because of the miss just now, and he could no longer care about the omega. The giant ax struck down mountains and trees with a force that even the spectators who were not targeted felt frightened. However, at the critical moment, the blond swordsman suddenly turned sideways and quickly ran a few steps away. The failed ax crashed down with a roar, and cracks exploded in the ground with the center of the circle, and the whole earth was shaken.

Before the raised dust fell, the retreating swordsman had already charged forward again. Hank could see clearly that the bearded barbarian's huge strength turned into a liability. Half of the ax got stuck in the hard soil and could not be pulled out for a while. The swordsman put his foot on the giant axe, jumped up high on the handle of the axe, and swung his sword from a high position.

The blade of the sword left an afterimage like a bright moon in the air. Only after the sword light flashed past did Quick have time to pull out the ax and chop at random. The swordsman opened the distance as lightly as before, stood ten steps away, shook his sword, and a strand of brown hair fell to the ground.

That's Quick's beard.

If the miss just now can be explained by underestimating the enemy and being caught off guard, the outcome is already very obvious now. Since the swordsman could accurately cut off the long beard around Quik's neck, it was easy to cut off the neck. He was just showing mercy. Hank was right, this young man was indeed an amazing warrior, even though he was an omega.

"Life and death fight!!" Quik burst out with an earth-shattering roar, his eyes turned red, "It will never end until one person dies!!"

This northern barbarian who has been on the battlefield since he was a child did not feel any mercy at all. He only felt that he was humiliated by an omega. The giant ax was danced so tightly that Quake looked thick, but his movements were not slow at all, sweeping across the entire battlefield like a storm. If this was a dense forest, a clearing must have appeared in the forest. The onlookers couldn't help but step back. After taking a few steps back, they could still feel the stinging pain like their skin was being cut.

The expressions of those who had been secretly contemptuous of Quik just now gradually changed. They compared it in their minds and immediately realized that this man did have the arrogance. If they were the ones facing the enemy on the field, they wouldn't be able to survive a round.

What's scary is that the omega who fought against Quirk can't just "sustain it"?

A menacing ax is meaningless if it doesn't hit its target. The blond swordsman flew up and down, as fast as an eagle and as nimble as a fox, escaping through tiny gaps time and time again, and responding with anger from time to time. There were cracks and blood stains on Quick's clothes, like a brown bear being played by bees.

The swordsman did not confront him head-on, and fully used his speed advantage, causing Quick to lose his accuracy even more in his rage. Others were guessing when Quick would hit the hiding watch, but Hank had already seen the outcome. These idiots, the swordsman's physical consumption is far less than that of Quick! As both physical strength enhancers, who will be the first to slow down? It's clear at a glance.

"Damn it, how long are you going to hide!" Quick stopped and shouted, "Stop and compete with me openly!"

"Why don't you let the sharks come to the shore to compete with you!" A voice suddenly said, and the crowd who was not too embarrassed to watch the excitement burst into laughter. Quick looked around with red eyes. The culprit, Hank, had already hid in the crowd. He once again pinched his throat and instigated: "If you lose a few times, fight to the death. Can't you afford to lose? Omega has no talent in the first place. Don't you think so?" No seeds either?"

The onlookers burst into laughter. They desperately needed someone to gloat about, so that they could selectively forget that the winner was Omega. "Public opinion" is such that the knights present cannot continue to watch. It is best to pronounce the verdict as soon as possible and end this farce that makes everyone lose face. In that case, even if Quik himself is aggrieved, he will not be able to pester him endlessly. Hank has clearly seen the power of that O in this battle, and is happy to do something to show favor to that omega.

"That's enough." Sure enough, the knight stood up and said with a bad expression, "That's it."

"Wait a minute! Sir!" Quick turned his head suddenly and said unwillingly, "I will defeat him soon!"

"I've said enough. If this continues, there will be no end." The knight waved his hand in disgust, "Then it's a tie..."

"Please wait a moment, sir." The swordsman spoke instead.

"What?" The knight glared at the ignorant omega and asked impatiently.

"I think if we stop here, Mr. Quick will probably not be convinced." The omega said, "To avoid differences in weapons, please follow the order and we will have a final showdown without weapons. This time I will not dodge again."

The crowd once again turned into a buzzing swarm of wild bees. Hank slapped his forehead in disappointment and thought to himself, this omega must have read too many knight novels. Doesn't he know that knights in reality do not abide by any knight virtues? ? What does it matter whether you are convinced or not? Life is more important! Quick's eyes lit up and he nodded vigorously. The knight looked at the stupid omega in surprise and agreed.

The swordsman sheathed his sword and Quick dropped his axe. His expression became more and more ferocious, filled with the joy of revenge - he clearly planned to twist off the omega's head with his bare hands.

Quick doesn't have an axe. His muscular body and palm-sized palms are weapons in themselves. He rushed towards him with murderous intent. Hank prayed in his heart that Mr. Swordsman was as despicable as himself and could pull out his sword to kill Quick. However, the omega actually kept his promise and remained motionless, allowing the giant chariot-like figure to move. Han came to kill him.

Ten steps, five steps, one step. The giant man's deadly hands had already reached towards the omega's neck, and some people could not bear to look away, not wanting to see the handsome young man turn into a puddle of flesh.

boom!

The ground shook again, and those who looked away did not hear the crack of bones shattering, only heard something heavy being hit to the ground. Hank's eyes widened and he watched in stunned silence as Quick's huge body drew an arc in mid-air and flew to the other end of the clearing.

He saw clearly what happened just now, and most people saw clearly that this series of actions did not happen fast at all, and relied not on speed at all, but on strength and skill. Quick rushed towards the swordsman and reached out to the swordsman; the swordsman grabbed Quick's elbow, held it against his waist, twisted his body, and threw Quick out - just like that, with his bare hands, he easily hit Quick. The giant man, who was much larger than himself, was thrown a full four to five meters away.

Hank suddenly realized: the reason why the swordsman agreed to the request was not because of naivety or stupidity, but because he had the strength.

That is the confidence of a strong man.

Quick did not get up, he was not seriously injured, but he had received a fatal blow to his spirit, and his whole face looked dull and depressed. The swordsman stood as straight as at the beginning. He glanced at Quick to confirm that his opponent had no objections.

"My name is Chris Field." He said loudly.

The registrar was pushed by his companion before he remembered to close his chin, which was about to fall to the ground, and hurriedly registered Chris. Chris nodded politely and walked into the crowd of onlookers. The crowd parted naturally and the candidate backed away in awe, not daring to meet his eyes.

"Wait!" the defeated Quick shouted, "Kill me! I can afford to lose! Let's fight to the death!"

Chris didn't stop, he just turned around and said briefly: "Use your life on the battlefield."

The blond omega left the crowd without any hesitation.