The great sword master is at the same level as the great magician, with the same strength, but the focus is different.

The former is a berserker, better at melee charge, while the latter is a mage, with terrifying magic power. The two can play a greater role by fighting each other alternately. In the struggle with the demons for thousands of years, the Galgalon Continent has figured out a lot of tactical systems between warriors, mages and demon hunters. This is the backbone of the continent. Although the decisive factor in the final battle is the top power of the continent, a large number of low-level warriors are also indispensable powers. After all, a holy level can also be used to slowly die with these low-level warriors.

There is a saying circulating on the mainland: When a mage fights a berserker of the same level, don't let the berserker approach. Once the berserker approaches, what is waiting for the mage will be the ruthless blow of the warrior. The warrior can cut off the mage's noble head when the mage raises his hand and sings spells and pulls the magic power.

When Pete looked at the lower-grade student in front of him, he did not wear any weapons belonging to the swordsman, he realized that he was a mage and a mage standing within three steps. As long as the other party makes a little move, he can punch the other party without drawing the broad sword.

More importantly, he is a freshman! How powerful can a freshman be now? He is a great wizard at the top of his head, and he is a whole level higher than him. The gap between several levels made Pete not take Duke seriously at all.

He originally thought that as long as he stood here, the freshman should tremble. When he asked that, he should approach him as flattered as if he was more flattering and begging for his forgiveness.

But the other party's answer made him stunned and he didn't react for a while.

"What's your answer? I asked you if you beat my subordinates, but you told me so confidently that yes, yes, and it's not enough for you to fight. And the most important thing is that I'm going to fight too, and why do you say 10,000 gold coins..."

Are all the freshmen now so arrogant?

"hehe!"

Pete was so angry that he smiled by Duke's answer, "Why do you want to hit Maxi?"

"We are competing. That guy is on the banker and he still owes me 10,000 gold coins but I haven't given it. I'm asking him for it!"

Duke pointed at Pierce, the innocent way.

"Compet? The competition requires such a lot of effort to knock people out?" Peter said angrily.

"I didn't expect that he wouldn't do it just a few random shots, just like a freshman who just entered the academy."

Duke shook his head and shrugged helplessly.

"hehe!"

Pete was pissed off Duke again, "You mean you are amazing, you defeated Maxi in just a few tricks, right?"

"Um!"

Duke nodded in agreement.

"Then I will compete with you and let me see your strength." Pete stared at Duke and said seriously.

"Do you have gold coins? I won't play if you don't bet on gold coins." Duke asked.

"hehe!"

Pete didn't know how many times he was so angry that he laughed out loud. He had never seen such a weird freshman before. It seemed that every word was inseparable from gold coins. But what Pete wanted to do now was to beat the freshman down in front of everyone present, so that he knew that the real masters in the senior year were not something he could imagine.

"Clang!"

Pete directly smashed out several bags of gold coins, which looked like there were more than 30,000 gold coins. "Is it OK now?"

"Win, these are yours, and you don't need to go through Pierce. All the gold coins are yours, and no one will be missing."

Pitt pointed to these gold coins and completely ignored the bond that Pierce played before this. And more importantly, he hated and even hated Pierce, who spent his energy and time on "business", was so unwilling to practice under such good conditions as Good Academy. It was such an unforgivable sin. This was an infinite waste of resources.

"real?"

Duke exclaimed, "Wait, I'll see how many of these gold coins are."

"Why?" asked Pete.

"I've calculated it clearly, so I can take out the corresponding gold coins, otherwise wouldn't I take advantage of you?"

Duke's answer was rightfully so.

"No, you don't have to pay any price. Even if you win, these are yours."

Pete waved his hand, but the meaning in his words seemed to be that he had no chance of losing at all. It seemed that such a result was not within his consideration.

"Really! Lose to this freshman? What a joke, is it possible?" He said that in his heart, but he just didn't want to say it at all.

"real?"

Duke asked again as if he had confirmed, and he touched the back of his head honestly, "How embarrassed I am. Actually, I'm not sure. I think there is a little chance of losing."

Duke said, looking at Pitt's expression carefully, vaguely worried that the other party would regret it, but in order to make sure there would be no uncertainty in this, he still asked again persistently: "You really don't think about it anymore? If you win, you don't have a single gold coin."

"puff……"

Pete really feels it is very hard and there is a tendency to collapse immediately. You are the one who wants to fight, you are not fighting without gold coins. Now the gold coins are placed in front of you and you are still asking questions. What are you going to do?

"Is it over? Do you still need to fight or gold coins?" Pete couldn't stand it and said angrily.

But this sentence hit Duke's weakness directly. What a joke? The gold coins are in front of him. Don't be idle. He nodded quickly, "I want it! I want it!"

"Swish!"

Duke's eyes were still staring at the gold coins that had hit the ground, but Pierce pulled out his broad sword from his back with one hand and waved forward, and a white wave of air surged out from the edge of the sword.

This sword, which does not contain any magical skills, actually directly cut out a wave of air that is visible to the naked eye. What speed does it take to achieve?

Pitt, who held the broad sword, instantly his aura became different. From a distance, he looked like he was integrated with the broad sword, emitting a sharp aura like a sword light, tall and majestic, moving forward, and able to cut off all the momentum.

"Is this the strength of the great sword master?"
Chapter completed!