"Knight He Kai, come spar with me," Elf invited unexpectedly.
That suited her style and left a deep impression on He Kai.
After all, when he first heard the title of Princess Royal, he had imagined a dignified noblewoman sitting primly. Who would have thought that the next moment, she would personally step in to trade blows with him?
Though he wanted to see the Sacred Bloodline for himself, this was not how he had meant to do it.
Seeing He Kai hesitate, Eunice gently gave him a push. "Go on. If you can beat Princess Royal, you'll soon be famous everywhere."
Others could not possibly know much about the royal family. Even if Princess Royal loved martial arts, only the imperial palace guards would know that much.
But as close friends, Eunice knew perfectly well. Otherwise, she would not have placed such a heavy bet so casually.
If He Kai could truly defeat Elf, she could not speak for anywhere else, but Duke Palmer would certainly dare to grant him a viscount title outright.
Only then did He Kai step forward. He respectfully bowed to Elf. "Forgive my offense, Your Highness."
Elf was long used to people treating her this way, so she could not be bothered to explain. She stepped forward and immediately engaged him.
"I'll hold back a little. Be careful."
Before He Kai could understand why she needed to hold back, pain shot through his arm.
Fortunately, though he was self-taught, battle after battle had tempered his courage and killing techniques.
They countered each other's moves, exchanging several blows in rapid succession.
Elf was clearly holding back, yet He Kai was still swiftly kicked to the ground.
Lying facedown on the ground, he was utterly dazed. To be honest, he had even considered going easy on