Chapter 2043 Sword Saint Owen

Zhang Yi heard a remarkable word.

"Succubus?"

He touched his chin.

"Is this race so powerful?"

He is still very interested in this race. If there is a chance, he will naturally experience their strength.

Owen's expression became serious. "Of course! They can make people feel sexually aroused anytime and anywhere! If there are no priests in our army to perform purification rituals, ordinary soldiers won't even have a chance to fight them. They will just fall to the ground because of the excessive pleasure."

Zhang Yi touched his nose.

“That’s really fierce.”

Owen continued, "However, although these demon armies are powerful, our human army is no pushover! After three years of direct confrontation, we were able to withstand their attacks. We also fought back and forth with each other."

Zhang Yi was now interested, and asked curiously, "Oh, how did you solve this problem?"

Owen said proudly: "As long as you purify your body and mind before the battle, you will not be affected by the succubus."

Zhang Yi nodded in understanding, and then gave a thumbs up: "You are really smart!"

"But the most difficult one is the Demon King Senger!"

Owen lowered his head in disappointment.

"Even as the highest-ranking swordsman in the human camp, my strength is not enough to compete with him."

"We can only stop their invasion by uniting the five great magicians of Mag City and the magic circle in the city."

Zhang Yi stroked the back of his hand and asked calmly, "What is his strength level? Compared to you?"

After Owen thought for a moment, he said, "Let's put it this way. If I fight him alone and give it my all, even if I die in battle, the most I can do is break one of his arms!"

Zhang Yi raised his eyelids.

"Oh~~~~~~"

He stood up from his chair and said, "General Owen, how about we do an experiment? Come and see how my strength compares to that of the Demon King?"

When Owen heard what Zhang Yi said, he subconsciously grasped the Sword of Glory at his waist with his left hand.

"My lord, I admit that your arm strength is indeed very strong! But I am not bragging. Our Owen family is a famous family of swordsmen. In fact, I am best at swordsmanship."

"Haha, I'm sorry for making you laugh just now. You might have the illusion that I'm weaker. But if we really fight, I might hurt you."

Zhang Yi smiled at him, but through the armor, only a dull laugh could be heard, which seemed a bit ironic.

"It doesn't matter. If you can really hurt me, doesn't that mean that my strength is inferior to that of the Demon King? In that case, I will also consider new tactics."

"It doesn't matter, just come and try it!"

He thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Oh, by the way, don't worry, I won't fight back. So just go for it with all your strength!"

When Owen heard what Zhang Yi said, he became very impolite.

"Since that's what you said, I'm really offended! This place is too small to display my skills. Please follow me to the fighting arena!"

The fighting arena in the military camp is reinforced by the magician's magic circle and will not be destroyed easily.

It is the best place for high-level swordsmen and magicians to practice.

Zhang Yi and Owen walked out of the tent, only to find that the outside was surrounded by officers.

They pretended not to hear anything and turned their heads away.

However, Zhang Yi and Irving did not intentionally lower their voices during their conversation just now, so they should have known that the two were going to duel.

Owen glared at them fiercely, then took Zhang Yi with him to the fighting arena.

As soon as the two of them walked in front, the news spread quickly behind them.

"General Owen wants to duel with the new hero!"

"Oh my god, this news is so exciting! Let's go quickly. We must not miss this rare opportunity."

"Guess who will win?"

"Need I say more? Of course it's our general! That brat came out of nowhere, and even though he's a brave warrior, he hasn't been through the baptism of battle. And our General Owen is a world-famous swordsman! Once his sword comes out, no one can take it!"

"In this world, the only one who can block General Owen's sword head-on is probably the Demon King!"

……

The news that the brave man was going to duel with General Owen quickly spread throughout Mag City.

In the huge magic library of Magg School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the great magician Kudolf, with messy white hair and a big wizard hat, is reading magic books.

Suddenly, a paper crane flew in from the window, landed on his shoulder, and a voice came into his ears.

"Hmm? A hero shows up? And he wants to duel with Owen? Interesting, I have to go and see what this hero is capable of. If he has a talent for magic, you can consider taking him in as my apprentice."

Among the magician corps, the chief magician, Grand Mage Tarim, stroked his beard after receiving the news.

"A brave man? The kind of man in the legend? This is really interesting. I have to go take a look!"

……

Soon, all the important figures in Mag City got the news and went to the fighting arena in the military camp to see what this brave man looked like.

And, want to know how powerful he is?

After three years of fighting the Demon King's army, they were eager for a hero to appear and lead them to victory.

Zhang Yi and Owen came to the fighting arena. Owen specially went on stage to prepare well, took out his family's legendary magic sword, and put on his top-notch armor.

Zhang Yi didn't have to prepare anything because he was always in perfect condition.

When the two walked along the passage into the fighting arena, the place was already crowded. On the stands, five great magicians, generals from the military camp, and local nobles were all gathered there.

They stared at the passage where Zhang Yi appeared, and when they saw a man covered in black and red hideous armor walking out, they all showed curiosity and suspicion in their eyes.

"Why doesn't this hero dare to show his true face? How strange!"

"Looks sneaky, not very likable."

"You don't have the bearing of a hero at all."

……

The nobles around were talking about it and were very curious about this brave man who suddenly appeared.

Zhang Yi, dressed in dark armor, looks even more like a devil than the devil himself.

He was too lazy to care about what the indigenous people said, and just looked calmly at the Sword Master Owen in front of him.

"Come on, let me see what level of high-level combat power this world has."