In Baron Farmien's training hall, the moonlight cast a warm glow through the high windows, the burning torches around made crackling sounds, and the air was filled with a tense and intense atmosphere. Kenan walked slowly into the arena with a sword in hand, his eyes swept around and finally fixed on Ed who had been waiting for a long time.
Ed had arrived here early, standing in front of him, ready to take on the challenge with a determined look in his eyes.
Kenan was stunned, looking at Ed who was already ready to fight, and thought to himself that in just one month, Ed's momentum had changed dramatically. He is now like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, with his edge fully exposed, and his temperament is completely different from the immature boy before.
Konan's heart tightened, thinking that maybe Ed really had the same talent as his brother Fizzi. Thinking of this, Kenan's fighting spirit grew stronger and he was determined to win this battle.
Without any extra words, Conan rushed towards Ed with sword in hand like a raging beast. They were already prepared for the battle, so no extra words were needed. At this point, the real communication will be done through the blade.
Both of them poured magic power into their swords, increasing the power of their attacks. During this month, Konan mastered the technique of enchantment and successfully entered the field of magic swordsman.
The two began a fierce sword-fighting competition. There was no fancy sword energy, only the most basic sword-fighting competition. With his years of accumulated combat experience, Konan had a slight upper hand, while Ed concentrated all his energy on blocking.
At the beginning, Ed was almost breathless due to Conan's vigorous sword skills. Conan's attacks came one after another like a storm, forcing him to concentrate on defense.
However, as the battle progressed, Ed gradually discovered that although Conan's sword skills were fierce, they also revealed some flaws. His movements were wide and wide, and the trajectory of his body became extremely easy to capture. Ed began to realize that he might be able to find an opportunity to counterattack.
At this moment, Ed had an idea and decided to stop defending and take the initiative to attack. This change surprised Kenan, and he was a little flustered for a moment.
Although Ed's swordsmanship was basic, the angle and timing of each attack were extremely precise, making Kenan feel pressured, as if he was facing not a servant, but his brother Feiqi.
There is the shadow of his brother on Ed's sword! If he continues like this, the outcome that awaits him is defeat!
"Why! Why should I lose to another genius!" Konan was furious. The fire in his heart burned more and more fiercely. The anger drove him crazy. He roared, completely gave up on defense, and began to attack without any plan, relying on his body's instincts and the swordsmanship he had learned to slash wildly.
Ed observed Conan's changes and found that his sword skills had begun to lose rhythm and became more and more chaotic. Under Conan's violent attack, Ed's mentality became calmer and his sword became more decisive.
Ed knew that his chance had come. As the sound of iron swords clashing rang out, Ed took a few steps back, his eyes fixed on Conan's sword. Conan roared and raised the sword high in his hand like a berserker.
Just as Conan was about to chomp with a fierce blow, Ed remained calm, changed the way he held the sword, and thrust it upward with all his might. This sword technique was exactly what he learned in battle, and even Feiqi had never taught him.
"Crack!" With a crisp collision sound, Kenan's sword was knocked away by this blow and stuck in the ground like a meteor.
Konan was stunned, the expression on his face changed from anger to shock. He slumped to the ground, looking at the sword stuck in the soil, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
I win! Then what? What should I do next? The other party is a noble. Will he reason with me? Especially when you may have completely shattered the other person's self-esteem.
Ke Nan slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with complex emotions. He felt both unwillingness and admiration for Ed.
Although he was filled with anger, he had to admit that Ed's strength should not be underestimated, and in some aspects, he had even surpassed him.
Kenan stood up, the flames of his anger had subsided. He sighed and accepted his own ending. He scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, but still openly admitted to Ed that he had failed.
"I lost. You are really strong." Ke Nan finally spoke, his voice low and sincere. There was a gleam in his eyes, as if he was trying to accept it all.
"This is a life-and-death battle, so I have no say in what you do to me! I will do whatever you say to me!"
After hearing this, Ed was a little dumbfounded. He suddenly felt a little angry and couldn't help pointing at Conan and said, "What are you talking about! I am a servant, and you are the young master of the Baron's family. Do you think I can survive if I do something to you?"
Konan was a little confused. "But we are fighting with our lives at stake, aren't we?"
"What the hell?" This might be the first time Ed swore.
"You're risking your life, but I'm just trying to stay alive, okay!"
Conan was very dissatisfied after hearing what Ed said. He also burned everything out! Don’t care about life or death, just fight if you don’t agree! Ed actually said that to him!
The two of them started arguing in the training hall over the topic of fighting and surviving. Conan scolded Ed that he had brought all this upon himself. If he hadn't shaken his head at his swordsmanship that day...
"I'm not shaking my head at your swordsmanship. I didn't know anything about swordsmanship at that time. I'm shaking my head at the guards who deliberately let you go!"
"What? Why don't you explain it clearly!"
"Did you give me a chance to explain myself? Are you kidding me!"
"That's because you are a bad person. If you had been brave enough to tell me these things, I wouldn't have done this to you!"
Ed laughed angrily after hearing what Conan said. "Are you stupid? How can I tell you this? I am just a servant. You know what I am? You are not usually seen! And in my eyes, I have always been threatened by you and I might die. I spend all my time practicing sword skills just to survive. How can I have the extra time to explain to you? Even if I explain, will you listen? Look at you now!"
Of course, what Ed didn't say is that the most important thing is that your brother has been pushing the fight between us from behind, and he must do his best for the admission to the Arcane Academy.
After listening to what Ed said, Conan scratched his head even more embarrassedly. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he was indeed wrong. He looked at Ed who was completely relaxed. Ed did not mock himself, nor was he happy about the victory. Instead, he lay on the ground with a crying expression that only a loser would show. He wiped his tears and said things like he finally survived.
This made Kenan blush uncontrollably, and he felt like he was the winner and was bullying others. We were clearly experiencing a life-and-death battle just now, how come it suddenly ended like this?
"Hey, what's your name!?"
"Ed!"
"I said your family name!"
"Young Master, only nobles have family surnames. I am not a noble. My name is Ed!"
"Okay!" Conan stretched out his hand to pull Ed, who was sitting on the ground and crying. His face was slightly red and he said awkwardly, "My name is Conan Famion. Maybe you already know it, but it doesn't stop me from telling you solemnly again."
As we all know, the first step in making friends is to tell each other your names, so from this moment on, a friendship between nobles and commoners was born.
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