Then, Black Hand raised his left hand that turned into a sharp claw: "This thing grows on my body! It can only be regarded as a weapon! So you can also use weapons!"

Ke Wen glanced at the sharp claw filled with the aura of 'evil energy', and then shook his head: "No need."

Raising his right fist in front of him, Ke Wen said calmly: "I just use my fist."

"You must use weapons!"

Black Hand was unwilling, and his tone could not suppress the impatience: "That would make 'Makgora' look unfair! Kill you! I will not get any glory!"

"Kevin!"

King Wrynn suddenly shouted loudly after listening to Garona's simultaneous translation.

When Coven turned his head to look, King Wrynn immediately walked out of the soldiers' guard formation.

Shaking off the pull of the legion commander and soldiers, King Wrynn strode to Ke Wen, then held the 'King Sword' in his hand with both hands and handed it to Ke Wen with a solemn expression.

In response, Ke Wen looked at the other party, then smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

Clang!

The broad sword with the golden lion relief was pulled out of its scabbard by Ke Wen.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Ke Wen pointed his sword at the ground, then nodded and said, "Please go back, Your Majesty, the duel will be over soon."

"you……"

King Wrynn still looked worried, but he knew that the matter was at this point and it was useless to say anything, so he could only raise his hand and press Coven's shoulder.

"Be careful!" King Wrynn whispered: "If you are defeated, use magic! We still have the power to fight!"

Ke Wen wanted to end it all as soon as possible, so he said no more, nodded and then turned back to look at Black Hand.

Seeing this, King Wrynn could only sigh secretly and return to the array.

Woo——

The sound of horns rose from the orc army, announcing the start of the duel.

Blackhand couldn't restrain his eagerness to get glory, and began to pace around impatiently, keeping his eyes on Kewen, waiting for Kewen to make a ready move.

Seeing this, Kewen handed the broadsword to his left hand, then stretched his right hand forward and hooked his finger back, signaling an invitation to fight.

When Black Hand saw this, he immediately strode over with a ferocious smile.

The noise disappeared and the whispers ceased.

At this moment, no matter it was the orcs or the humans, everyone from both races couldn't help but keep quiet.

The orcs looked expectant, looking forward to seeing their war chief take down his opponent's head.

The humans, on the other hand, held their breath and everyone's eyes widened nervously.

At this time, Kewen in the field finally moved.
Chapter completed!