Author: M_W Cancer 

Proofreader: M_W Miss Fierce 

With a sneer on his face, the muscular Elf swung his sword as soon as he arrived in a certain range from Osborne. At the same time, he was already expecting that the latter would use his dagger to block his attack. As such, he prepared his shield in advance for a shield bash.

Similar to the muscular Elf's expectation, Osborne indeed used his dagger to block the attack.

Clang! 

Following that, a crisp sound of steel hitting against metal was soon heard. 

The instant Osborne blocked his attack, the muscular Elf immediately gripped his other hand and bashed his shield towards the former's head. 

However, to the muscular Elf's surprised, his wooden shield suddenly came to a halt. He tried to exert more strength on it, but no matter how much strength he exerted, he couldn't seem to be able to make his shield move forward anymore. 

Observing closely, the muscular Elf eventually discovers to his shock that Osborne's hand is actually gripping onto the upper portion of his wooden shield right now. What's even more shocking is the fact that the portion where the latter's hand is holding has noticeably sunk a quarter of an inch deep. 

It was only at this moment that the muscular Elf had finally realized the direness of his current situation. 

In the classification of the different races living in the Celestial World, there exist a very huge and obvious gap in the physical strength between the Elf race and Orc race. 

Even though the muscular Elf has a huge body size and good figure to boast about, which simply means to say that he is capable of exerting a lot of physical strength, but he could still not be compared to Osborne nonetheless. 

Not only that, because Osborne is one of the most strongest and powerful 1-Star Mage amongst all the Orcs with a similar cultivation level as him in the Red Fist Guild. As such, there's no telling for certain yet just how much physical strength he could exert when compared to the muscular Elf. Regardless of that, though, the latter should be far behind him in comparison.

And it was exactly for that reason why Osborne was able to easily stop the muscular Elf's shield bash. 

Seeing that his shield bash was easily stopped by Osborne, the muscular Elf's forehead began sweating profusely. He also gulped down a mouthful of saliva due to nervousness and fear. 

"Too bad that you are now against me and not his Highness, Elmont," Osborne said while his eyes were looking down at the muscular Elf, obviously underestimating the latter.

In the next moment, Osborne pushed the wooden shield of the muscular Elf straight back towards him. 

As the muscular Elf lacked a lot of strength compared to Osborne, thus he was easily flung a few meters away. 

The moment the muscular Elf stopped retreating after receiving Osborne's counterattack, he immediately coughed a mouthful of blood to the ground, tainting the pure white-colored snow with red. 

Evidently, Osborne wouldn't just stop after that single attack. 

While the muscular Elf was still trying to stand up back to his feet, Osborne, on the other hand, had already dashed straight to close the gap of distance between the two of them.

In just a blink of an eye, Osborne arrived in front of the muscular Elf, who is now staring at him with wide-opened eyes. 

Quickly, Osborne put his hands on both of the muscular Elf's shoulders as he then pushed the latter down to the ground while he simultaneously raised his feet, intending to hit the latter's stomach with his knee. 

Blarghhh! 

The muscular Elf coughed a mouthful of blood once again as his body kneeled on the ground with his hands clutching onto his painful stomach.

Not wasting any time, Osborne clenched both of his fists together and raised it up above his head. After reaching the full height that his arms could extend, he immediately smashed it to the back of the muscular Elf. 

BOOOOOMMM! 

A crisp sound of a few bones breaking inside of the muscular Elf's body was heard. 

Feeling like all of his strength had escaped his body, the muscular Elf's figure slowly fell completely down to the ground. 

Bang!

Soon, a muffled sound was heard as the body of the muscular Elf lay down on the ground, unconscious. 

That finally marks the end of the battle between Osborne and the muscular Elf. 

While Osborne was wiping his hands clean, Elmont approached from behind him and said, "Took you long enough to defeat that guy,"

"Hmp! If it wasn't because I need to clean your ass completely, then I would have finished this muscular Elf a long time ago," Osborne rolled his eyes at Elmont in response.

The reason why Osborne had suddenly appeared on Elmont's spot a while back then was that the two of them had quickly switched places. To be more precise, Osborne went to fight against the muscular Elf, while Elmont will handle the thin Elf that fell into their trap earlier ago.

Comparing the two together, the thin Elf is obviously a lot easier to handle than the muscular Elf, as the former can't move anymore with his two feet tightly bonded together with a rope. In addition to that, the thin Elf is also hanging upside down, so his movement is greatly restricted. As a matter of fact, even if Elmont doesn't do anything, he already got everything in the bag. 

That was completely unlike facing against the muscular Elf, who did not only received even the slightest bit of injury from his earlier exchange with Elmont but was also not in a disadvantageous situation like the thin Elf.

Nevertheless, Osborne was still able to defeat the muscular Elf really quick and easy. The only problem was, Elmont defeated the thin Elf first. 

Speaking about the thin Elf, at this moment, the thin Elf is finally lying on the ground and no longer hanging upside down from a tree. Though, he is tightly bounded with three ropes, specifically located on his legs, arms, and body, to prevent him from escaping or launching any sort of attack. The only thing he could do was to squirm and wiggle his body like a worm, hoping to create a chance for him to escape.