Chapter 493 Six Years
“Woaaah!”

“Go go go!”

The barbarians, known as the Kaith, were loudly cheering from outside a fighting ring in the camp.

Two of their kin, muscular and wielding greataxes, were blown away by their opponent.

It was a strange sight to see an Anurian, frail-looking and slim, wield a greatsword almost twice his size and swing it with such speed and force.

Leiu charged toward the half-standing Kaith, kicked his knee then slashed with the greatsword, aiming at the opponent’s equally big weapon.

The tanned and tattooed man tried to defend, but Leiu was fast and his swings were imbued with monstrous strength.

In the end, the Kaith was disarmed and therefore defeated.

Although he defeated two of their people, Leiu could see and hear them cheer and shout in excitement. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and put down the greatsword.

It was a far-cry from Anduril, but it was much better than a simple shortsword. He was more suited to wielding a greatsword than regular blades. Admittedly
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