Traveling through the first year of Panlong and Magnolia

Chapter 56: Another Battle with Baird

The emperor smiled, "It looks like this now. Andrew has been practicing in seclusion for a year, and no one knows what realm he has reached. However, seeing his choice, I have more confidence. Adonis, you are also a talented warrior of our Yulan Empire, and you have been a ninth-level warrior for decades. In terms of talent, you may not be as good as Andrew, but you are much stronger than others. I hope that after watching this duel, you can gain something, and it would be best if you can achieve the Saint Realm."

Adonis's cold face flushed a little. He had been looking forward to this duel for a long time...

Regarding the choice of duel location, I am afraid that no one knows the real reason except Andrew. Andrew chose the city of Corbis for only one reason, that is, it is the human city closest to the Dark Forest. A duel here will attract the most attention from Beirut.

To him, how could a small Sanctuary warrior compare to Beirut's attention! However, the emperor was right about one thing. Andrew now really didn't take Baird seriously.

This day was very special for the people of Corbis City. All the residents in the city, from the city lord to the common people, flocked to the outside of the city to witness this duel that shocked the continent together with the strong men who came from other places.

“I never thought that our city of Corbis would have such a lively day!”

The people of Kobis City sighed that the Dark Forest was a forbidden area in the continent. Here lived Beirut, the strongest person in the entire Yulan Continent. Basically, all the strong people in the Holy Land knew this. Therefore, no strong person dared to come here to train.

In addition, there are many rat-like monsters in the Dark Forest. With their huge numbers, they can easily destroy cities and countries. With such a threat, how can the city of Kobis prosper?

As time passed, more and more people arrived at a mountain outside the city of Corbis.

That afternoon, a young man wearing a linen shirt and carrying an iron rod arrived. He was tall and hairy, very different from ordinary humans. Seeing him coming, the people around him pushed him away in disgust, cursing, "Barbarian!"

The young man was not angry. He took off the iron rod, sat on the ground, closed his eyes, and waited quietly.

He is Baru.

The sun quietly set, and the clouds in the west reflected the last ray of light. Soon, it was dark. At this time, the foot of the mountain, where hundreds of thousands of people had gathered, suddenly became restless.

"Being able to fly...ah, that's a Saint Realm expert!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd pointed to the sky and shouted.

In the south, a streak of khaki light streaked across the sky and landed on a small hill nearby. That was where the emperor was.

"Dean Meyer, you are here!" The emperor greeted the newcomer warmly. With his status, there were not many sanctuaries that could receive such treatment.

Meyer smiled modestly: "I can't help but want to see such a grand event. Not only me, but Duke Bart will be here soon."

As he spoke, several more streams of light flew over. Undoubtedly, these were all Saint Domain strongmen. Andrew knew some of them, such as Mayer, Bart, and Augustine, and some he didn't know, including two Saint Mages and three Saint Domain Warriors.

Before this battle even started, eight Saints had already descended. These were only the ones who came in the open, and it was hard to say what happened to those who came in secret. For example, no one would believe that there was no Saint to protect the Emperor.

"Here he comes, here he comes, Count Lance is here!"

Soon, there was a greater commotion in the crowd, and a soldier from the imperial capital shouted excitedly. Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw a carriage approaching slowly. Next to the carriage, Howard sat on the golden tiger, while Andrew walked alone, and on his shoulder was a shrunken golden roc.

Howard was very worried when he saw the crowd of spectators. However, he didn't say anything. The duel was inevitable at this time, so why should he put pressure on Andrew? He just hoped that he could win. If not, as a father, he would protect his son even at the cost of his life...

"My Lord Earl, His Majesty invites you!"

As I approached, a warrior in golden armor rushed out from the crowd and bowed and said.

Andrew nodded and followed the golden-armored warrior to the mountain where the emperor was.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!" The Lance family, including Hanyue, saluted respectfully.

The emperor waved his hand and said, "No need to be like this, please sit down. Hanyue girl, I have heard that you and Andrew are in love with each other. It seems that the rumors are true."

Han Yue blushed and asked tenderly, "Who told you that, Your Majesty? Does my father know?"

The emperor laughed: "Do you think you can hide your affairs from him?"

Andrew listened to the conversation between the two and knew that the Hanyue family had a high status and a close relationship with the emperor. Such a family was at least a duke's family.

However, he was not worried about his marriage with Han Yue. After today, he would become one of the strongest people on the continent, and he did not care about a mere duke.

"Your Majesty, I didn't expect you to come and watch the battle in person." After a few pleasantries, Andrew said with a smile.

The emperor looked at him meaningfully: "I came here without any surprise. Look at those people below, some of them even crossed the Magic Beast Mountains to come here. You are the most outstanding genius in Yulan Continent in tens of thousands of years. Although you are young, your strength is unfathomable. Everyone wants to know, you were still level nine a year ago, what realm have you reached now!"

Andrew picked up the wine glass, took a sip of wine, and a smile appeared in his eyes. It seemed that he was very satisfied with the results of his one-year practice.

"My strength is more than enough to defeat Baird. What I am worried about now is that Baird doesn't dare to come to the meeting."

Meyer said, "Don't worry about that. The news of this decisive battle has spread all over the continent. Even if Baird is a jerk, he will still take his reputation into consideration."

Andrew nodded indifferently and waited with everyone else.

As the night deepened, the spectators lit bonfires. In a short while, countless bonfires illuminated the foot of the mountain.

The moon was at its zenith when a figure approached quietly.

Andrew stood up suddenly, laughed loudly, and shot out like a cannonball.

"He's flying!" The emperor and the powerful saints around him looked at each other, and everyone was a little out of control.

This time, Andrew flew alone, without relying on a pet, and without releasing any magic. This means that he is already in the Holy Land!

"A Saint who is less than twenty years old..." Such a thought flashed through everyone's mind.

Andrew flew into the air, completely igniting the crowd watching the game.

"Earl Lance has become a powerful Saint!" Everyone was spreading the news frantically...

Seeing this, Baru tightly grasped the iron rod in his hand and said nothing. However, his eyes were filled with fighting spirit. On the other side, a drunk was lying on his side, drinking from time to time. Suddenly, the wine in his mouth was sprayed out by him, and he was also shocked by Andrew.

"Good boy, it's only been five years and he has already made a breakthrough. Back then, I was fifty years old before I became a saint..." The drunk muttered a few words and then calmed down.

Baird has arrived at the top of the mountain where the decisive battle will take place.

Andrew slowly landed on the top of the mountain.

"I was worried that you didn't dare to accept the challenge." Andrew said with a smile.

Baird was extremely ashamed and angry. If Andrew hadn't spread the news throughout the continent, he would never have kept the appointment. No one in the Magnolia Continent knew Andrew's strength better than him. A year ago, he was just a ninth-level warrior and could deal with him. Now that he has broken through to the Saint Realm, what chance does he have of winning?

Andrew looked at his gloomy face and smiled happily.

"Baird, I look down on you. You are weak in front of the strong, and you are arrogant in front of the weak. Of course, none of this is important. What's important is that you have offended me!"

Andrew's voice spread over dozens of miles and was heard by everyone watching the battle.

Baird was furious. He pointed at him and cursed loudly, "Boy, don't think that you have the right to look down on me just because you made a lucky breakthrough! I have been famous for thousands of years, and my accumulated experience is beyond your reach! Last time, I let you get away due to my carelessness. This time, I will kill you!"

Andrew took out the God-Slaying Sword from the Space Ring. This time, he did not hide it anymore. Now, with his status, he was worthy of a Space Ring.

"Strength is not determined by the length of time you practice. You have practiced for thousands of years, but you are still only a Saint. I have practiced for thirteen years and have also become a Saint."

Andrew thought about how Howard started to teach him to practice when he was five years old. Since then, his desire for strength has never diminished. This year, he is almost eighteen years old, and he has been practicing for thirteen years.

"One year ago, you used your strength of the late Saint Realm to kill me, a Level Nine Warrior. When I left, I said that we would fight again one year later, and I hoped you could block my sword. Today, I am here to fulfill this promise!"

Baird was anxious and angry. Although he admitted that his strength might not be as good as Andrew's, as a veteran strong man in the Holy Land, how could he tolerate being despised like this!

"Boy, you are too arrogant. Let alone one strike, even if you strike ten or a hundred times, what's the use! Today, you will pay the price for your arrogance!" Baird said, already taking out the black spear. Today, his momentum was even stronger than a year ago. After all, the place Andrew chose was his home ground.

Andrew shook his head. Strength is not expressed by words, but by hands.

"Get ready. If you're still alive after this blow, I lose!" Andrew said coldly.