A Different World That Started as a Slave

The trainer stopped the noisy conversation loudly.

"Quiet!"

The instructor stopped the noisy conversation loudly.

The scene returned to calm again, with only the instructor's voice continuing.

"You all know the rules. First, you will be divided into two groups, and then the winner will continue to fight the winner, and the loser will fight the loser."

"This will go on until the end of the training time."

"Considering the injury problem, we will provide you with medicine and extend the halftime break."

"There is no problem now, let's start, come forward and take your swords."

"Only warriors bathed in blood are qualified to become the sharp blades of the Glenbargen family."

The instructor's words have been finished, but those voices still echo in everyone's hearts.

Everyone could not resist the instructor, let alone the entire training camp, so they could only step forward in silence to take the distributed long swords.

Reens also stepped forward to take his long sword.

Familiar feel... Although Reens had only used it in the dungeon, it did not prevent him from being familiar with the long sword.

All the long swords were standard, just like the long swords in the hands of the guards, there was no difference.

And they were all sharpened, Reens could feel its sharpness from the edge of the blade.

"It seems that the training camp really wants us to fight to the death."

Reens' fingers gently brushed the blade, thinking in his heart.

Time waits for no one, at least the instructor will not wait for them to deal with the mentality problem.

After everyone got the weapon, the instructor began to arrange the candidates for the two-way battle.

The instructor just pointed casually with his finger, seemingly arranging the candidates for the duel as before.

But after careful observation, Reens found that the instructor did not arrange it casually.

He did not let the people who usually performed well to face off directly at the beginning, but arranged a strong and a weak side.

"Is this... what's the deep meaning? Anyway, no matter what, the strong will eventually face the strong."

Rins thought in his heart with doubt.

He didn't understand why the instructor did such a superfluous behavior?

Rins thought about it, and found that such a move would not have any bad impact on him, so he stopped paying attention.

He needs to be more serious now, otherwise he may really capsize in the gutter.

Rins came to the arranged venue. The opponent had an ordinary appearance and a medium build, and did not look conspicuous.

Of course, there would be no shortage of strong muscles.

None of the trainers who can persist until now have a bad body.

Those who were originally in poor health either died in training or have developed strong physical fitness.

Even Rins's height has now skyrocketed to nearly 1.7 meters, and the muscles on his hands are almost comparable to his previous calves.

It was like taking hormones, growing rapidly.

If he hadn't known the principle of [Stamina Potion], Reens would have really regarded it as a magic medicine.

Reens knew very well that the rapid growth of his body was just the result of over-exploitation.

He didn't know how much life he had left now, and he might not live longer than his previous life.

Remember, he was only 24 years old in his previous life.

Reens knew his opponent. Although he didn't know his name, he knew his swordsmanship level very well.

He was below average among the trainers who survived, and was worse than Reens' performance after hiding his strength.

To be honest, Reens was too lazy to kill such an opponent in the dungeon because he was too weak.

Reens would only kill an opponent who was killed in one sword when he simply wanted to kill someone.

Reens remembered that he didn't seem to have learned the "Knight Breathing Method" yet.

He hadn't learned it for more than a month. It was either because he was lazy or because he didn't have the talent.

"Alas"

Riens sighed in his heart.

Facing such an opponent, he actually needs to take it seriously, he is really alive.

"So... do I need to kill him?"

Riens looked at the other party with a faint look in his eyes and thought in his heart.

"Forget it, let's keep him. If there are more people like this, it will be easier for me to hide."

Riens thought.

After thinking for a while, he gave up the idea of ​​killing.

At this time, Reens had already started fighting with his opponent.

Although he needed to distract himself to think about the problem, Reens dealt with it very easily.

However, he still showed a serious and cautious attitude.

Reens is quite skilled in this aspect of acting.

I saw Reens

Reans fought with his opponent with sword after sword, sometimes dodging his opponent's attack, and sometimes deliberately letting him cut his clothes to show his thrilling.

Of course, Reans would give him the same counterattack accordingly.

Sometimes he would deliberately scratch his opponent's skin to make him bleed a little to show his advantage.

The real battle was very fast. After all, it was difficult for ordinary people to support long-term intense exercise with their physical strength.

It didn't take Reans long to win with his long sword against his opponent's throat.

This was the best result. Reans won the victory, and the opponent didn't suffer any injuries.

The little blood he shed was not as much as when he was usually whipped.

Reans sighed in his heart-he was really a kind-hearted person.

"Reans, win."

Reans wanted to hear such a voice, at least it would give him a sense of accomplishment.

However, those guards might not even know their names, so how could they say such words?

The guard who supervised Reans' duel just said lightly - the left wins, the right loses.

After hearing the announcement of his victory, Reans put down the long sword against his opponent's throat.

The opponent who was spared also put down his uneasy heart, he breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked Reans.

...

After the duel, Reans also got a temporary rest time.

Because he didn't feel very tired, Reans didn't plan to enter the dungeon to rest.

And in this special situation today, he thought it would be better to stay in reality.

Falling asleep in such a serious atmosphere, Reans was really worried that someone would be unhappy and give him a sword.

Reans was going to go to Ben to see the situation, after all, he was the only acquaintance he could talk to.

Reans recalled the venue where Ben was, and then looked over.

Found that the battle on Ben's side was not over yet?

Reans walked over quickly, wanting to check the specific situation.

Ben was also a person who usually performed well in the eyes of the instructor. He remembered that the opponent Ben was assigned was just a very poor opponent.

As for the long fight?

With Ben's level, shouldn't it be easy to defeat such an opponent?

Usually relying on the difference in physical strength, Ben can quickly suppress his opponent and prevent him from counterattacking, and then win.

Reens came to the outside of Ben's duel and saw the situation of the duel between the two sides.

"Have you softened your heart?"

Reens thought to himself.