C14 Elven Daurus

In the courtyard of the One Heart Training Hall, Nero, who was dressed in a tight suit, stood opposite to Durago, who had taken off his coat and was dressed in a short fight outfit.

"Young man, you have courage. "I won't use the fruit's ability. As long as you can hurt me, I'll consider this your win!"

"Don't call me young man!" We Elves live almost a hundred times longer than humans, and I am already over thirty years old. However, since you respect your seniors, if you win, I can give you a present so that you won't have to worry about food anymore. "

"Oh, then I look forward to it. You first! "

"Then I won't be polite!" Nero raised both his hands, and the inscriptions on the back of his hands flashed with a black light. Two strange crescent-shaped blades appeared in his hands. It was the Demon Hunter Illidan's most famous weapon, the Aesinus Twin Blades.

Soon after, Nero seemed to dissolve into the night as he disappeared under the moonlight — the Night Elf Talent Concealment.

"Interesting. I'm getting a little excited." In all legends, dragons were powerful and brutal creatures, so how could Dorag, who was named after dragons, not be easy to deal with?

The night was quiet. Under the pale moonlight, besides Dora, there was no one else.

A nimble figure suddenly appeared from the darkness, bringing with it two rays of cold light behind Durago. It was Nero, who had been hidden in the darkness. Nero suddenly lifted his left arm, turned his body to the right at the same time, and slashed at Durago's head with a flash of blade light.

Just as Durago was about to lose his head, Durago suddenly moved forward. Nero's ace attack was immediately struck nothing. One of the most powerful skills of the Thief King – Tyranny by the Perception of Sex

But how could Nero's attack be so simple? Borrowing the power of his spinning body, the moonblade in Nero's right hand chopped at Durago at an even faster speed.

"This time, Durago did not dodge, and his left hand clawed at Nero's blade." "Clank." The sound of metal clashing rang out. Durago used his bare hands to fend off Nero's sharp blow. There was another kind of domineering aura among the bandit kings — armed tyranny.

Nero didn't care, as the mighty Nero of Dolag had long since understood. He jumped back and hid in the darkness again.

Nero's ghost-like figure constantly flashed and disappeared into the night sky, bringing out rays of cold light as he slashed at Durago from various angles that were impossible to comprehend. However, he was blocked and dodged time and time again by Durago.

Not far away, Taro, Sauron, Guina, and Ivakov watched the battle in silence.

"Is this Master's strength? With a speed like a ghost and a move that is filled with killing intent, it is like dancing in the darkness! " Guina watched Nero's movements, her eyes filled with longing, her hands clenched tightly. He had to work hard, and in the future, he had to be as strong as his master.

"Damn it, how is this bastard's speed so fast? I can't even see his movements clearly." That guy called Durago had been able to dodge his attacks time and time again. Master, what's going on? " Sauron looked at the battle on the battlefield. The actions of the two of them had completely overturned Sauron's knowledge. Could humans do this?

"Sauron, Guina. Nero's current strength was equivalent to that of a brigadier general of the navy. He could already be the leader of a branch. However, there was still a general above the brigadier general, a lieutenant general, and the strongest marshal. There were plenty of people in the world who were stronger than generals. The white beard of the man known as the strongest man in the sea could easily destroy an island. Sauron The power you think is incredible is called domineering, which is essential for every powerhouse in the second half of the great voyage. If you want to become strong, you still have a long way to go. " Taro lectured sternly to the two little ones. He was also extremely amazed in his heart. Four months ago, Nero was only slightly stronger than the colonel. Compared to the brigadier general, he was slightly weaker, and his blade techniques were also extremely rough. However, after four months of sparring with him, his strength had completely stabilized at the level of a brigadier general. His blade technique had also gradually neared perfection. He was using Durago as the last piece of whetstone for his mastery.

At the same time, the situation on the field changed. Nero suddenly stopped the storm of attacks and stood facing Dorag.

"Thank you, Dorag. Now let me see your true strength! " Nero felt that he had lost all his ruthlessness and bowed to Durago from the bottom of his heart. Although the main reason for his fight with Durago was to improve his swordsmanship, Nero's goal was not just that. If not, why did he especially ask Tillotine to bring two kids with him?

As an expert, one must have a heart of an expert. They would never be defeated. To dare to reveal his sword to anyone … this was something that a true expert would understand. For the sake of teaching Lu Fei, he was willing to give up his left hand. With just a serious injury, he was able to become the future Sword Heroes of the two of them. Not to mention the fact that he was recovering from his injuries, as long as it wasn't a fatal injury, it would be easy for him to recover. It's just that it'll be weak for a while because the cells consume too much nutrients.

"Oh, are you sure you want me to use my full strength to fight you? "You have to understand that if I use the power of these fruits, you might die!" Dorag looked at Nero with a serious expression. He didn't want to get into a fight with his old friend over killing Nero. Besides, Durago had a good impression of Nero. A young man with potential like this, Durago didn't want him to die in his hands.

"As a warrior, if you want to be the strongest, you must put life and death out of your hands. No matter what your opponent is, you must use your sword to bring out your sword. Only by constantly becoming stronger can I protect what I love. This is my belief! Come on! "Use your strongest move!" Nero raised his two blades and dashed toward Durago.

"Hahaha, it has been a long time since I've seen such an interesting fellow. "Okay, if you die, remember to tell Death my name." Durago laughed out loud, a powerful aura emanating from his body.

At this moment, the wind became incomparably violent. In front of Durago, a terrifying tornado was gradually forming and compressing. In the blink of an eye, numerous wind blades that could be seen with the naked eye appeared within the tornado. Durago waved his hand and the tornado quickly flew towards Nero.

Nero quickly dodged to the side, but the tornado followed close behind, under Dorag's control. Seeing this, Nero no longer dodged and raised his two blades to meet the tornado head on. Nero's body was covered with countless wounds so deep that his bones could be seen. Blood spurted out of his wounds, but Nero still charged towards Durago.

"Master, don't!" Guina screamed through her tears and ran toward Nero. Suddenly, someone stopped her. Guina looked back and saw Sauron looking at her with determination.

"Guina, this is the fight of that bastard. It's a battle that that bastard is betting his life on! " Sauron's voice was tinged with a hint of sobbing. Although that bastard took control of his body every day, the guy in his heart was like a big brother to him. Although he had a terrible personality, he gave his family the same feeling. This was a feeling that Sauron, who had wandered alone since he was young, had never experienced before.

"Yeah, what reason is there to stop a warrior's duel?" I was confused. " She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, clasped Sauron's hand, and looked at the battlefield with concern.

Nero endured the excruciating pain in his entire body. He rushed in front of Durago and slashed him with all his might. Suddenly, his vision went dark and he fell to the ground. Damn it, I lost too much blood! Nero knew that he had been utterly defeated.

Nero could not make out what they were saying. Resisting the urge to faint, Nero gave himself a life recovery. Under the dumbstruck gaze of the crowd, Nero's terrifying wounds began to rapidly heal, surrounded by a green light.

A few minutes later, Nero stood up as if nothing had happened. Only Tillotine smiled as he looked at the expressions of the others. He had a deep understanding of Nero's healing ability.

"Hey, why are you all looking at me? Could it be that he was wondering how good my injury was? Life Magic is the gift of us Elves, healing wounds of this degree is nothing! " Nero looked at the others with a strange expression.

"Master, it's great that you're fine." Guina, seeing Nero safe and sound, threw herself into Nero's arms and cried.

"Hey, Guina, don't cry. Don't you think I'm doing fine? " Nero ignored everything else and hurriedly began to comfort the crying girl.

Durago and Taro looked at each other, smiled, and shook their heads helplessly.