Everyone fell completely silent, and even the howls of anguish from the lackeys on the ground gradually died down. All of them were looking at Meg with horror in their eyes. They had never seen anyone who dared to speak to Warrick like that.
However, this man had just crippled them with a single kick. Did he really have the power to battle Warrick?
He was going to challenge Warrick to a duel with a single peach branch! What kind of confidence and arrogance was this?
One had to realize that Warrick was a powerful 2nd-tier knight who could easily subdue them with a single finger.
"Father is so cool!" Amy looked at Meg with glowing eyes as a ball of fire and a ball of ice flames appeared in her hands, ready to be thrown at any moment.
"Shut up!" Warrick glowered at Amy before turning to Meg with a dark expression. He had always been the one to act high and mighty in front of others, but he felt as if he were being looked down upon by Meg. This made him quite displeased, and he said in a cold voice, "You're very arrogant."
"Father, he yelled at me …" Amy pouted at Meg with a pitiable expression. Flames and ice flames rose up from her hands like two torches.
"Be a good girl, Father will make him pay the price for yelling at you," Meg consoled in a gentle voice. If Amy were to unleash a fireball, he would most likely be unable to last even a second.
However, on this occasion, he was going to protect Amy with his own power.
Meg turned to Warrick with a mocking expression. "You don't even have the courage to challenge me?"
"A knight's challenge can lead to death." A cruel smile appeared on Warrick's face.
"That's why you're scared." Meg spoke in a calm voice, as if he were stating a fact.
"You're asking to die, brat!" Warrick gritted his teeth as he raised his longsword and pointed it at Meg. "I, Warrick, officially challenge you to a duel! Do you dare to accept my challenge? "
"A knight's challenge has never happened in the slums!"
"Can this young man defeat Warrick? He's a 2nd-tier knight! He's extremely powerful! "
"Boss will definitely win! He is the strongest person I have ever seen! "
Everyone looked at this scene and thought silently. They were a bit nervous. They didn't expect that a debt collection matter would evolve into a Knight's duel.
Duels were prohibited in Chaos City, and as long as both parties agreed, life and death were up to fate. Even if one died, the Gray Temple and the city lord's castle wouldn't pursue the matter.
Now that both sides had become enemies, the final outcome was likely to be the death of one of them.
However, would he accept this challenge?
Everyone's eyes fell on Meg.
Even though he had just sent five people flying with a single kick, he was currently holding a thin peach branch in one hand and wearing a loose grey robe. Compared to Warrick, who was wielding a sharp longsword and wearing a set of golden robes, he appeared to be a little feeble and scholarly. Even though he was just standing there, he appeared to be a lot weaker.
How could he fight with a peach tree branch?
This was the biggest doubt in everyone's heart. At the same time, they also concluded that Meg would definitely refuse this duel. At the very least, he should go home and get a suitable weapon, right?
"I accept your challenge." Meg nodded at Warrick with a smile on his face, and said, "You're right, duels can lead to deaths."
"I was going to ask you to go home and get a new weapon, but I've changed my mind." Warrick glared at Meg with a cold expression as he charged toward Meg with his sword raised. "Seeing as you've already accepted my challenge, you can die now! Draw your sword! "
He was very fast, and he was still accelerating. His power as a 2nd-tier knight was on full display, and he gripped his sharp longsword with both hands as he glowered at Meg with cold killing intent in his eyes.
Warrick wanted to kill Meg, and he was only going to unleash a single sword strike.
Meg's appearance had severely threatened his authority. Regardless of whether it was in front of his subordinates or in the hearts of the black rats, he had to maintain his supreme and irresistible image. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to bully them as he pleased in the future, and that made him very displeased.
As such, Meg had to die, and he had to strike fear into the hearts of those black rats!
Amy's father will definitely be able to defeat this big bad guy! Jessica, who was tightly held in Rebecca's arms, clenched her fists tightly as she thought with a nervous expression.
Rebecca had already closed her eyes, not daring to watch what was about to happen. She suddenly regretted involving Meg in this. Jessica had already lost her father, and Amy had lost her mother. If she were to lose her father as well, then it would be far too cruel for her.
"Is he going to die just like that?" All of the spectators in the distance widened their eyes with indignation on their faces, but there was also a hint of … anticipation in their eyes.
They seemed to have become accustomed to being bullied and having their dignity trampled on, and they even felt that this was a natural thing to do.
However, Meg's appearance had given them a glimmer of hope, but it also brought them a sense of discomfort. It was as if a piece of cloth had been torn off their bodies, exposing them to the sun, making them feel as if they really had become black rats that had just crawled out of a coal mine.
As such, if Meg were to die, then everything would go back to normal. They could continue to lie on the ground and try their best to survive.
"Boss is definitely going to win!" All of the lackeys endured the pain in their bodies as they looked up at Warrick with anticipation in their eyes. They raised their swords as they charged toward Meg like a demonic demon.
That sword strike was going to kill him!
In their hearts, Warrick represented invincibility and victory in every battle!
There was no way that the man holding the peach tree branch in his hand would be a match for Warrick.
Furthermore, how was he going to kill someone with a peach branch?
What a joke! What a pitiful man who was about to die!
Meg stood still on the spot with a peach branch in his hand. His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the oncoming Warrick, and a serious expression appeared on his face.
Accepting a challenge from a 2nd-tier knight with his power did indeed appear to be a little arrogant, and it wasn't a wise decision to expose his power in front of others.
However, there were some things that had to be resolved in a man's way.
For example, a duel.
Or, for example, killing someone.
"How is a peach branch going to kill someone? Buy yourself a good sword in your next life! " In just a few steps, Warrick had already reached Mag. A sinister smile appeared on his face as he bared his two black front teeth. He raised his longsword high above his head with both hands before slashing it down toward Mag with devastating force.
However, before the longsword had even struck, the smile on Warrick's face froze on his face. He looked down with incredulity to discover that a peach tree branch as thick as a thumb had punctured his knight badge before puncturing his heart.
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