"Karin, don't be mad. My brother has been like this since he was little." Beitans hurried to smooth things over.
He had planned to act like an elder brother in front of the girl he liked, but he had been bullied by his younger brother for a long time. He had just mustered his courage when he saw Lin Sheng's expression, and he immediately chickened out.
"That's right, that's right. Malfaria has been like this since he was little. Don't be mad, Karin." Shawel also hurried to speak.
"I'm guessing that if it's Malfaria, he'll take the test and then join the army, right?" Winser guessed with a smile.
The more he paid attention to Lin Sheng, the more his blood boiled.
That was the opponent that he had been dreaming of! It was a waste of time to hang out with those kids all day.
After chatting for a while, the kids immediately changed the topic to the main topic of today's tea party, which was about the glorious achievements of the host of the tea party, Grand Knight Sella.
Then, the kids immediately began to fight each other with excessive hormones, ready to try their fists and kicks.
Usually, nobody would give in to anyone. Plus, there were beautiful girls watching them today, so the boys were all eager to show off.
Lin Sheng walked to the side, bored, and watched as the boys sparred with each other.
The guards on the side stayed alert, fearing that someone would get hurt.
The children fought with each other for a while. Their movements were soft and powerless, and they did not have any imposing manner. It was like they were playing house.
Lin Sheng lost interest after a glance.
After a few matches, Beitans defeated quite a few boys in a row. He raised his hand proudly and winked at Karin, who he liked.
"You're not bad. Let me try." At this moment, Winser, who had been standing on the side, walked out.
With a smile, he glanced at Beitans casually with his red eyes, before he finally stopped at Lin Sheng.
"You? Winser? I thought you didn't like fighting? "Beitans asked in confusion.
"Correct me." Winser smiled. "I don't like fighting. What I like is … fighting."
He was actually not familiar with Beitans, but Beitans took the initiative to chat with him when he was alone.
So, nobody knew how strong Winser was.
However, with the temperament of youth, seeing that another battle was about to begin, the group of youths became excited again.
The people of the Northern Lands loved to fight, and their customs were swift and fierce. Therefore, both boys and girls were not averse to this kind of competition.
"Beitans, show him your arm! Your arms are thicker than his thighs! "
"One punch! One punch! "
"I'll bet two punches!!"
"I bet I can knock him down with one kick!"
The surrounding children jeered.
Winser still had a smile on his face. He looked at Beitans nonchalantly, then at Lin Sheng. His smile deepened.
Soon, the two of them stood facing each other.
Beitans used a wooden sword, while Winser took a wooden trident from a guard and swung it lightly.
Whoosh!
The trident spun a few times in his hand, leaving a shadow behind it, and then stopped in his hand in an instant, showing his superb weapon skills.
This technique showed that he had a better grasp of his weapon than most of the children present.
Immediately, the jeering around them became much quieter.
Shaweier looked at Beitans worriedly.
Her best friend whispered, "Winser doesn't look like a simple character. Your brother has to be careful."
"My brother is strong, so he should be fine. When the time comes, we'll shout for him to stop together, "she whispered, holding her best friend's hand.
"Okay."
The two girls felt that Winser's aura was off compared to the other children, so they immediately joined up with the other girls and made an appointment to shout for him to stop in case of emergency.
Clang!
The duel had already begun.
The wooden sword and the wooden trident collided violently. The strength generated by the two weapons was actually evenly matched, and they were evenly split.
Beitans had always been known for his strength. Seeing this scene, he was a little surprised.
Winser was also surprised. He had the Dark Alchemist Bloodline and was naturally strong, but now he was on par with an ordinary child.
This caused the smile that had been hanging on his lips to quickly disappear.
He pressed forward and slammed his knee into Beitans.
Beitans quickly retreated and raised his calf to block.
The two of them exchanged blows, constantly attacking and defending. They were actually in a stalemate like adults.
But gradually, Beitans was being suppressed in terms of endurance. He wasn't weak, but in terms of endurance, he was being suppressed by Winser.
In less than thirty seconds, his entire body was covered in sweat. Apart from defending bitterly with the wooden sword in his hand, he had no intention of attacking at all.
"Come on! Fight!! Weren't you very arrogant just now?!? " Winser slowly grew excited. The red in his eyes glowed faintly, and the corner of his mouth curled up into an irritable smile.
He swung the trident again and again, slashing at Beitans at an extremely fast speed.
Beitans could only hang on bitterly. He was just about to admit defeat, but when he saw Karin staring at Winser with bright eyes, he felt a surge of strength from somewhere.
"Ah!!!"
He roared, and his wooden sword slashed from right to left, colliding with the trident. Then, he charged forward.
"Bam!"
Before Beitans could reach his opponent, he was kicked heavily in the chest, and his body flew back more than a meter.
It was so fast that the girls couldn't even call for him to stop.
"Young Master!" A guard quickly rushed forward and supported Beitans. He reached out and touched his chest.
"His bones are broken!" A few guards came over to check, and their expressions were ugly.
"Pfft."
Seeing Beitans spit out a small mouthful of blood, his expression didn't look good.
Xia Weier was furious. Pointing at Winser, she yelled, "It's just a spar. Why are you so heavy-handed?!"
Winser didn't say anything, but Karin spoke up.
"Accidents happen easily in a spar. It's just a broken bone. What's the big deal? If you're weak, don't blame others for being heavy-handed!"
She seemed to admire Winser's strength.
Winser's glowing red eyes looked at Lin Sheng provocatively.
"What do you think? Malfaria, do you want to have a spar? Don't worry, I'll go easy on you. I won't let you vomit blood like your brother. "
Although Beitans was the son of the lord of Green View Fortress, his background wasn't much weaker. So, as long as there weren't any major problems, no one would interfere in a fight between juniors.
He wanted to challenge Malfaria?!
Xia Weier immediately understood.
Karin and the others also saw what Winser meant. He wasn't joking. He was really going to challenge Malfaria.
"But Malfaria is only six …" Xia Weier looked at Lin Sheng, who was even taller than Winser, and was a little worried.
Karin was also a little surprised. No matter how talented Malfaria was, he was only a six-year-old kid.
Winther was already thirteen years old. She was twice his age. Wasn't it a little wrong to challenge him instead?
Lin Sheng looked at Beitans, and then at Winser.
He was only six years old, but in terms of size, he was already about the same age as Winser.
In a real fight, it felt like they were evenly matched.
"You have a lot of ideas." He slowly walked out and, under the gazes of Xia Weier and the others, walked up to Winser.
"I've always had a lot of ideas." Winser smiled, and the trident in his hand drew a sharp arc.
"Don't worry, I'll go easy on you. Lighter than your brother … "
Before he finished. His vision blurred, and the Lin Sheng in front of him suddenly disappeared on the spot.
A gust of cold air rushed up from his back, and the strong wind blew his hair backwards.
Not good!
He panicked, and swung the trident with all his strength, slashing it forward.
"Black Snake!" Wisps of the dark magic power in his body flowed into the trident, further strengthening his strength and speed.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, a white shadow let out a lion's roar and rammed into the trident.
A huge force surged, and the heavy trident broke on the spot.
The white shadow pounced and crashed into Winser's chest.
"Crack!"
Winser was sent flying, and blood spurted out of his mouth.
"Not good! Quick, save the Young Master!! "Several guards rushed into the arena and pounced on Winser.
Before Lin Sheng's guards could come forward, Lin Sheng's arm muscles bulged, and he turned into a white shadow again, charging at Winser.
"Roar!"
After a lion's roar, several guards were knocked away at the same time. With a muffled grunt, their arms were broken, and they fell to the side with blood dripping from their mouths.
"Bam!"
Winser was hit by a huge force a second time, and was dragged more than ten meters away. His face was covered in blood, and his arms were also broken. His chest was slightly caved in, and he could not say a word.
"Pfft."
Lin Sheng appeared in front of Winser, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up.
"The weak should know their place."
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