The distance of more than ten meters was gone in a flash. Heath appeared in front of the man like a gust of wind, and raised his cross sword, and slashed down vertically.

At this time, the man was still in a state of 'Why am I so fierce?', 'Could it be that I have already advanced to a Knight?', 'Could it be that I'm a genius?' and so on.

Therefore, he did not pay much attention to Heath's slash. He just casually blocked it.

The strength of an Apprentice Knight was not worth mentioning to the man at the moment. When the cross swords collided, there was only an insignificant vibration coming from his wrist.

The man, who had felt the taste of power for the first time, was extremely happy. He was about to say something to show off.

However, before he could say anything, he suddenly felt a chill sweep over him for no reason. It was as if he had suddenly entered winter. He could not help but shiver and take two steps back.

The man subconsciously glanced at the big sun hanging high in the dome. His expression was very surprised.

Before he could figure it out, Heath's attack had already struck again.

The man wanted to fight back, but there was also that inexplicable chill that followed.

For some reason, the man now felt that he was extremely afraid of the cold. As soon as this chill swept up, he felt that his entire body could not exert any strength, so he could only continue to dodge and retreat.

For a moment, a strange scene appeared on the stage.

Heath attacked, and the man retreated.

Heath attacked again, the man retreated again.

He clearly had Knight-level strength that could pierce through the floor with a single sword, but he was forced to retreat repeatedly by Heath without being able to retaliate. Everyone in the audience was staring with their eyes wide open.

On the other side, Shirley, who was caught in the crowd, had a hint of surprise in her eyes.

As the instigator, she naturally knew what was going on.

The Fire Dragon Grass was a strong fire element material, and it was very afraid of the cold. The potion she made with this material would also have the side effect of being afraid of the cold after people drank it.

And Heath had cast a spell of the ice element every time he attacked, so of course, he was able to restrain the man.

"This Apprentice..."

Shirley opened her eyes wide and looked at Heath in surprise.

Although it sounded simple, the Fire Dragon Grass was not a common material. She had not seen many Apprentices before that knew it, let alone know its properties and restraining methods.

However, Heath was able to accurately determine that she had used the Fire Dragon Grass in a short period of time and had adopted an appropriate countermeasure. This was definitely not something that an ordinary Apprentice could do.

At that moment, Shirley could not help but take another look at Heath.

It was quite strange. It was not the first time that the two of them had interacted with each other, but this was actually the first time that Shirley had looked directly at Heath...

At the same time, the battle on the battlefield had also come to an end.

Since he had already grasped the enemy's weakness, it was naturally impossible for Heath to lose. Under the premise that the other party had used spells, it was in accordance with the rules for him to use spells to fight back.

The low-level Apprentice spell [Frost] that he had obtained from Twilight Fortress was released one after another. The cross-shaped sword was faster than the other sword as it slashed towards the enemy, leaving the other party completely powerless to fight back.

After a series of sword strikes, while the other party's movements were slow, he stabbed his sword at the other party's wrist, sending the other party's cross-shaped sword flying.

Clang!

The sound of the cross-shaped sword stabbing into the ground.

This time, there was no immediate cheer in the arena. Instead, there was a moment of silence.

After a few seconds.

"The... The winner has been decided? How did it be decided?"

"Al lost? How did he suddenly lose?"

In the eyes of the audience, Heath was the only one fighting in the battle. The remaining opponents had been defending all along. Then, the cross-blade was suddenly sent flying. This loss was really baffling.

As the person involved, the Apprentice Knight himself was even more suspicious of life.

After the match ended, he immediately retrieved his cross-shaped sword and waved it more than a dozen times. Without the restriction of Frost, the momentum created by his peak strength was needless to say.

Looking at the sword marks on the ground and listening to the sound of the wind, the Apprentice Knight was so angry that he almost shut himself up.

Regardless of whether he accepted it or not, the winner was decided. After the rest, it was time for the next round.

This time, Heath's opponent was still an Apprentice Knight from Allund City. Moreover, as soon as he entered the ring, Heath smelled a strong drug. It was as if Shirley had fed him drugs during the break of the match.

It was too easy for a Wizard drug to control a mortal.

Shirley looked at Heath in the ring and said provocatively, "If you have the ability, come and undo it again!"

The spell being broken by an Apprentice who was one rank lower than her had stimulated her.

Heath smiled and said, "As you wish."

Clang!

The sound of metal interweaving sounded, and the battle began once again.

With the previous experience, the Apprentice Knight who was fighting against Heath did not delay at all. As soon as the bell rang, he immediately launched an attack on Heath.

Similarly, compared to the past, his overall strength had also increased by a lot.

However, in order to prevent that 'dazed' situation from happening, Shirley had specially used hypnosis this time to let the Apprentice Knight calmly accept this strength that did not belong to him. There was only victory and defeat in his eyes.

Da! Da! Da! Da!

The hurried footsteps sounded like a cheetah going all out.

In the blink of an eye, the Apprentice Knight had already appeared in front of Heath.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The cold sound of rushing wind whistled.

The cross-shaped sword raised by the Apprentice Knight was like a bright moon, shining with a dazzling cold light.

Clang!

The sound of metal interweaving could be heard.

The cross-shaped sword raised by Heath accurately blocked the enemy's attack.

Tss tss!

A barely audible 'tss tss' sound could be heard.

Suddenly, a wave of lightning elemental fluctuations that only Wizards could feel was transmitted from the space.

Shirley's face darkened.

At the same time.

An invisible electric current had already passed through the cross blade to the Apprentice Knight's wrist. After a sharp pain, the Apprentice Knight felt as if he had been stabbed by a needle and jumped backward like a little girl. He almost lost his grip on the cross blade in his hand.

Similarly, the moment the man entered the arena, Heath could smell the 'Deep Water Flower' through the smell of potions in the air.

Similar to the first Fire Dragon Grass, the Deep Water Flower was also a material with strong attributes. While it could greatly increase a person's three limbs' attributes, it could also cause a person to enter a weak electric state.

There was nothing easier to deal with this kind of potion than electrocuting him.

Hence...

After three to five rounds of exchange, this Apprentice Knight followed in the footsteps of his companion. He was sent flying by the cross blade and ran off the stage to shut himself up.

After a period of rest, the battlefield entered the third round.

After losing in the second round, Shirley had long let go of the contempt in her heart. She put on 120% spirit. When drugging the third Apprentice Knight, she had specially selected the most unorthodox material: Boiling Blood Grass.

This material was extremely rare. More importantly, it was not a material with strong attributes. It would not be restrained like before.

However, when the Apprentice Knight stood on the stage, Heath still had a confident smile on his face.

Since then, Shirley had realized that this round was probably not going well.

As expected, although the potion made from Boiling Blood Grass would not be countered, its weakness was that the effect of the potion was very short. Moreover, once the effect wore off, it would cause the person to enter a weak state.

Heath, who was well aware of this, found an excuse to drag out the time as soon as he entered the field.

This dragged on for a few minutes. Before the battle began, the third Apprentice Knight threw down his cross sword due to a 'sudden illness' and voluntarily surrendered.

"Knight of Reiden... Heath... Wins..."

When the referee announced the victory in an unbelievable tone.

The field once again fell into a strange silence.

This time, even the instigator, Shirley, could not speak.

At this moment, she was no longer as arrogant as before. She was just standing there in a daze.

Her expression was a little flustered and a little helpless.

Because she suddenly realized...

Now, other than her personally entering the arena, she seemed to really have no way to deal with this low-level Apprentice...