League of Legends God-level Summoner

The audience went crazy.

The audience was really going crazy.

From the first round to now, this kid has never walked the ordinary path! But you can say that he is opportunistic.

Serbo is such a big body, so heavy that not even ten or eight warriors can lift it. He can lift Serbo off by himself, which is something that cannot be accomplished no matter how hard you try.

Now Lu Chuan was looked down upon by others at the beginning, but now, many viewers have begun to fall in love with Lu Chuan.

Maybe that guy... has a more terrifying trump card in his hand. This is the unanimous guess of the audience.

Originally, in the eyes of the audience, even if Lu Chuan was lucky enough to defeat Serpo, there was absolutely no hope against Hist. Hist was the best proof of his strength. He had 1 bronze star. He specializes in sword attack, and his sword power is fast and sharp.

How could a 4-star brass guy beat Hist, a 1-star brass player?

But after Lu Chuan used that strange move, the thoughts in the audience's minds were somewhat shaken.

This guy who keeps surprising them, maybe...

Maybe it really works?

After Lu Chuan left the field this time, the audience's chatter could no longer be heard, and some people who cheered for Lu Chuan could even be heard.

In Valoran, it is a world where the strong are respected. The strength that Lu Chuan showed has convinced the audience when he reached this point, so he got the applause and shouts he deserved.

When faced with ridicule, any rebuttal is useless. The only way is to show the strength to convince the people who are ridiculing and give them a hard slap with action, and then they will naturally shut up.

"Are you thirsty? I'll get you some water." Janna asked softly as soon as Lu Chuan stepped off the stage. After Lu Chuan nodded slowly, Janna trotted over to buy water for Lu Chuan, looking so gentle. Ahri and Teemo were shocked.

"Tsk, tsk, you've captured this girl's heart like this." Ah Li poked Lu Chuan's arm with her elbow and teased.

"Ha, this is what a teammate should do. You see, I am exhausted after a game. What kind of example have you set?" Lu Chuan felt proud that Janna could bring him tea and water. This was Lu Chuan's wish from the beginning.

But of course he wouldn't say it out loud.

"Hey, it's too troublesome to offer tea and water to encourage you. How about I give you a kiss to cheer you up? Geez." Ah Li smiled sweetly, but was ignored by Lu Chuan with a rolling look.

This vixen has many tricks to seduce men, but unfortunately he likes soft girls. This made Lu Chuan sigh... If you touch my Janna, I will kill you!

In the second round of the semi-finals, the much-anticipated Hist came on stage. The shouts and cheers this time were even crazier than those in the first round of Hist. The whole palace could faintly hear the shocking sound of the martial arts field in the southeast. The voice of the sky was almost like lifting off the roof of the palace.

Originally, there were some new viewers who came to watch the martial arts competition for the first time, or tourists from other areas who happened to catch up with the martial arts competition and came to watch. They did not know Hist at first, but after seeing Hist That handsome face, as beautiful as a knife and an axe, and the cold and cruel meaning on the inverted sword eyebrows. The white windbreaker swayed slightly in the wind, and the whole person was simply handsome to a new level.

And he was very strong, so after his first round, many new fans joined him, cheering loudly for him.

Compared to Hist, his opponent Tu seemed very lonely. He stood there quietly, no one paying attention to him.

However, Tu didn't care. He already held the axe-shaped weapon in his hand and waited for the old man in white robe to announce the start of the game.

Lu Chuan, who had been paying attention to Tu since the first two games, had a slight feeling in his heart.

He always felt that the killing intent exuding from the butcher in front of him made him feel a bit familiar, as if he had met him somewhere before.

Tu's strength is not what he shows on the surface, it is much better.

A 2-star Brass Warrior is still deliberately suppressed... Has his own strength reached 1-Star Brass?

Lu Chuan didn't know these things, and he could only find out from the duel between Hist and him.

And Lu Chuan had a vague feeling that even the much-anticipated Hist might not be as relaxed as he imagined when facing that Tu.

"The game begins!" After the old man in white robe finished speaking, Hist pulled out the giant sword on his waist. The tip of the giant sword pointed at the ground, making a dull sound.

"Give you a chance to admit defeat, the time is three seconds." At this time, Tu suddenly spoke, his voice was slightly hoarse, his rich beard was shaking slightly, and a touch of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As soon as Tu said this, the audience immediately exploded. They had seen arrogant people, but they had never seen such arrogant people. Although Hist did not join the Fearless Legion, it is rumored that in the past few years, General Galen of the Fearless Legion invited him several times, simply because of his talent and strength.

Hist is still very young now, probably no more than 20 years old. He has already reached the level of Brass 1-star. With a few more years of training, it will not be difficult to enter the Silver level.

Such a talented person, and he belongs to the Willy family, the first family in Demacia, so he naturally has many hidden skills and other methods.

But that Tu, whom I had never heard of before, was here shouting rampantly, asking Hist to surrender?

Before Heist could speak, the audience was already filled with abuses, almost one-sidedly directed at Tu.

Tu ignored the curses from the audience, twisted his neck, made a bone crunching sound, and then said hoarsely, "Three seconds have passed, you have no chance."

"Please give me some advice." Hist ignored Tu's provocation. Instead, he coldly performed a knight's salute to Tu, then held the giant sword in both hands and took a stance.

"Death!" Tu shouted in a low voice, holding the ax in his hand. In the next moment, his figure turned into an afterimage, bringing up a burst of sand and dust, and rushed to Heist's side in an instant.

The audience suddenly became quiet.

This is the fastest competitor they have ever seen. When the massacre started, the wind had not yet risen. When Tu rushed to Xiester, the wind had not stopped.

An ax mixed with strong evil spirit struck down hard.

Hist held the giant sword across his chest, and the ax collided fiercely with the giant sword, making a crisp sound.

"Haha." Tu sneered, with a hint of killing intent in his eyes. The ax in his hand suddenly burst out with a strong force, knocking Hist back several meters, and a deep mark was painted on the ground. Sword trailing.

Before Hist could adjust his aura that was shaken by his shock, Tu rushed to Hist with his ax again, the corners of his mouth widened in ferociousness, "Even if you are a genius, just go to hell!!"

As soon as the words fell, the ax also fell.

It's just that this chop contains the meaning of extremely violent fluctuations. The pressure spreads from the ax handle. Before the ax blade falls, the ground where Hist is standing has the slightest cracks, as if it can't withstand the broken mountains and rivers. Like momentum. The fine sand on the battlefield was stirred up and flying all over the sky.

Heist slowly raised his head, his burgundy hair dancing wildly with the strong wind, and his white windbreaker whistling in the strong wind. There was no trace of panic in his dark and deep pupils.

Finally, Hist raised the giant sword, brushed his fingers on the hilt, and then across the hilt. A trace of blood stained the hilt as his fingers brushed against it.

At this time, the giant sword began to tremble and buzz, as if awakened by some force, and burst out with a burst of dazzling light. In just one breath, the giant sword transformed into a long sword that broke through the air. In front of the sword, the human form actually seemed small.

"This is a set of swordsmanship taught by an expert in swordsmanship that I met when I was traveling and practicing in the past few years. The Wuji swordsmanship he practiced was not in line with my state of mind and I could not understand it deeply, but I also learned from that set of swordsmanship. I have benefited a lot from the swordsmanship. Two years later, my sword intention has been sealed away by me for a long time. Finally today..." A hint of piety appeared in Hist's eyes, like a believer in a divine religion. , his eyes looked at the transformed sky-piercing giant blade in his hand.

"I hope I have not tarnished the Wuji swordsmanship." Hist breathed out softly, swung the sky-piercing giant blade, and violently collided with the unstoppable ax in the butcher's hand.

[I see that many readers want to see other heroes. Please be patient. I will write about them gradually in the future. After all, heroes need to be interspersed with the story. Otherwise, if they are written in such an abrupt way, they will be unattractive. , and the heroes written in The End are mostly written according to the region. Now in Demacia, only the heroes of Demacia are written. Otherwise, if the heroes all run out in one fell swoop, and one sentence for each of them is enough to write a chapter, what else is there to watch? 】

[In addition, thanks to my friends ‘Unknown’ and ‘卍? Yang? *’ reward

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