"Put on your armor, pick up your weapons, and fight me," Wang Han said.
"I think we shouldn't spar. How about we drink together? It's my treat, and all the best wine." Upon hearing this, Reg quickly said, shaking his head vigorously, his long beard and hair bobbing like a spinning ball. He was extremely unwilling. Spatial magic ignores defense; if he were hit by spatial magic from a spatial deity, wearing armor or not would make no difference—it wouldn't protect him from spatial spells. Besides, wearing armor meant accepting a spar, and he absolutely couldn't wear it.
"Don't refuse. It's just a friendly spar, not a death sentence." Wang Han shook his head as he looked at the dwarf who was still hesitating. Without giving the dwarf Reg a chance to continue speaking, he took out a pair of short axes as wide as a chopping board and as thick as four fingers and charged at the dwarf Reg, moving so fast that they left afterimages.
Seeing Wang Han charging towards him wielding a short axe that was even larger than the battle axe in his own hand, Reg's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Was this a mage? How come his charging momentum was even stronger than his own?
"Take this!" Seeing that Reg had not yet made a move, Wang Han rushed forward and shouted, bringing down the short axe in his right hand.
"Damn it..." Startled back to his senses by the loud shout, Reg only had time to curse under his breath before hurriedly taking a step back, gripping his battle axe with both hands and raising it horizontally above his head.
"Clang..." The sound of metal clashing rang out, lingering in the ears.
"Such powerful strength... It's the power of both magic and martial arts gods." Reg was shocked as most of him was smashed into the ground. His hands, which were holding the axe to block Wang Han's attack, were numb from the impact. Although Wang Han was just pure strength, he was still a god-level dwarf known for his strength. Although his pure physical strength was not 100,000 jin, it was still tens of thousands of jin. Wang Han's axe almost made him lose his strength.
"Continue." Before Reg could catch his breath or say anything, Wang Han bent down, his left hand wielding the Xuanhua axe like a shovel, and with a slight exertion of his arm, he scooped up the dirt and Reg, who was stuck in the ground, and sent them flying. Then he charged at Reg again, bringing the axe down on his head once more.
"Wait..." Fei shouted anxiously from mid-air, raising his battle axe overhead again in defense. Although it was just a sparring match, without any sword energy or anything like that, the difference in skill was too great; it was a one-sided beating.
"Clang..." The sound of metal clashing rang out again, and Reg was sent flying dozens of meters away. Blood dripped from his hands, which were gripping the battle axe, and his tiger's mouth was cracked from the impact.
"We..." Reg shouted again after landing. Unfortunately, Wang Han was already in front of him, his axe aimed at his head once more, as if he wouldn't stop until he cracked his skull open.
"The height difference is something." Reg gritted his teeth as he watched Wang Han bring his axe down on his head again, raising his weapon to block it once more. He was only 1.2 meters tall, while Wang Han was nearly 2 meters tall; Reg was barely up to Wang Han's waist, so naturally, it took a full swing of the axe to reach him.
"clang……"
Reg was once again cleaved into the ground by Wang Han's ferocious axe, leaving only his head sticking out.
Wang Han didn't continue shoveling Reg out. Instead, he pointed his axe at Reg, whose head was the only part of his body remaining on the ground, and asked, "Why aren't you fighting back?"
"How could I possibly be a match for the Lord God?" Upon hearing this, Reg, whose head was now on the ground, blushed and said. Facing Wang Han, he had no chance to fight back at all; he was beaten into submission with just three axe blows.
"I won't attack, I'll only dodge and parry. You can attack me all you want," Wang Han said, putting down his double axes and looking at Reg with his arms crossed. His purpose was to observe the dwarf's martial arts; if Reg didn't fight back, how could he observe?
"Really?" Upon hearing this, Reg's eyes lit up. Wang Han had just beaten him so badly that he was powerless to fight back. Now the opportunity had come. Although he didn't think he could defeat Wang Han, at least he could vent his anger.
"Really." Wang Han nodded in confirmation.
"Excuse me." Upon hearing this, Reg quickly crawled out from underground. Ignoring his scattered armor, he picked up his axe and charged at Wang Han, aiming for Wang Han's waist with a single blow.
"Ah..." Seeing how ordinary Reg's axe swing was, Wang Han yawned, raised one hand, and used his arm armor to block Reg's axe swing.
"Clang..." The sound of metal clashing rang out again. Reg's eyes widened. His axe had struck Wang Han's armor, but hadn't even left a mark. Without sword energy, he couldn't break through Wang Han's tough armor. Instead, the impact made his already cracked palms ache.
“Continue…” Wang Han said, looking at Reg who seemed hesitant again.
"Yes." Upon hearing this, Reg gritted his teeth and said, knowing he had no choice but to continue, as it was better than getting beaten up himself.
"Clang clang clang..." The sound of metal clashing rang out continuously as Reg's battle axe struck Wang Han's arm armor again and again, constantly scattering sparks.
Seeing that Reg's use of the battle axe was quite ordinary, lacking much martial arts skill and relying more on his own strength, Wang Han shook his head and said, "Use sword energy."
"This isn't a good idea!" Reg said timidly upon hearing this.
"Why all this nonsense? If you're not going to use it, I'll use it," Wang Han said.
"I'll use it." Upon hearing this, Reg quickly said. A layer of red sword energy covered the battle axe, and three red sword energies slashed towards Wang Han from a distance, while he himself followed behind the three sword energies and rushed towards Wang Han.
"Clang clang clang..."
Facing the battle axe covered in red sword energy, Wang Han also coated his arm armor with a layer of jet-black Armament Haki, making the black arm armor even blacker. He quickly swung it three times, blocking all the sword energy. Then, he swung his arm horizontally, directly blocking Reg's battle axe.
"The sword energy is quite hot, that's interesting." After blocking the sword energy and feeling the heat on his arm, Wang Han finally smiled with interest. Maybe he could also infuse his own sword energy with attributes.
"Sword energy can be used like this? Or is it some kind of magic?" Reg also showed a curious look. In this world, people generally only used sword energy by attaching it to weapons to increase attack power or to launch the sword energy. Defense relied solely on armor or magical artifacts. This was the first time he had seen it covered in armor. Today, he truly realized the difference between a god and a deity—it was as vast as the difference between heaven and earth.
“Continue…” Seeing Reg stop, Wang Han continued, “Use all your skills.”
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