The audience is crazy.
The audience is really going crazy.
From the first round to now, this kid has never walked an ordinary road! But you say he is opportunistic.
Cerber is a big body, and he can't lift it without ten or eight warriors at all. He can fly Cerber by himself. This is something that can't be done no matter how speculatively he is.
Today, Lu Chuan has been looked down upon from the very beginning, and now, many viewers have faintly turned to Lu Chuan.
Maybe that guy... still has a more terrifying hole card in his hand. This is the unanimous speculation of the audience.
In the eyes of the audience, even if Lu Chuan was lucky enough to defeat Cerber, there was absolutely no hope when he faced Sister. Sister was the best proof of his strength. His own brass was 1 star. Mainly in sword attack, the sword is fast and biting.
How could a guy with 4 brass stars have beaten the Hist of 1 brass
But since Lu Chuan used that strange trick, the thoughts in the audience's hearts have been a little shaken.
This guy who keeps surprises them, maybe...
Maybe it can work
After Lu Chuan's exit this time, the audience could no longer hear the comments, and even some people cheering for Lu Chuan could be heard.
In Valoran, this is a world where the strong are respected. Lu Chuan's strength has already convinced the audience when he reached this point, so he received the applause and shouts he deserved.
When encountering ridicules, any rebuttal is useless, only to show the strength to convince the ridiculous people, slap them fiercely with action, then they will naturally shut up.
"Are you thirsty? I'll get you water." Lu Chuan asked softly when he stepped off the stage. After Lu Chuan nodded slowly, Jana ran to buy water for Lu Chuan again, looking at it with a gentle appearance. Ari and Timo were shocked.
"Tsk tsk, this is how you captured the girl's heart." Ari teasedly stabs Lu Chuan's arm with an elbow, teasing.
"Heh, this is what a teammate should do. You see that I was exhausted after a fight. What kind of example have you done?" Lu Chuan was proud of it, letting Jana bring him tea or something. This was Lu Chuan's wish from the beginning.
But naturally he wouldn't say it.
"Hey, the encouragement of serving tea and water, it's too much trouble, or I will kiss you and give you a bit of fun? Hey." Ali smiled sweetly, and was ignored by Lu Chuanbai.
This vixen has a lot of tricks to seduce men, but it is a pity that he likes soft girls, which makes Lu Chuan can't help but sigh... You want to touch my Jana and I will kill you!
In the second round of the semi-finals, the much-anticipated Heist came on the field. The shouts and cheers this time were crazier than those in the first round of Heist. The entire palace could faintly hear the shock of the southeast martial arts field. The voice of the sky almost lifted the roof of the palace.
Some new spectators who came to watch the Wuhui for the first time, or visitors from other regions, just caught up with the Wuhui and came to watch. They didn’t know Heist, but they saw Heist. That handsome face that resembled a slashing axe, and the cruel meaning of Xiao Sha on the inverted sword eyebrows, a white windbreaker swayed quietly, and the whole person was so handsome to a new height.
And the strength is strong, so after his first round of the game, he added a lot of new brain fans, cheering loudly for him.
Compared with Hist, his opponent Tu looked very lonely. Standing quietly in place, no one paid any attention to him.
But Tu didn't care, he had already held the axe-shaped weapon in his hand, and waited for the white-robed old man to announce the start of the game.
Lu Chuan, who had been paying attention to Tu as early as the first two games, had a slight feeling in his heart.
He always felt that the murderous meaning exuding from the butcher in front of him made him feel a little familiar, as if he had met it somewhere.
Tu's strength was not like what he showed on the surface, it was better.
A brass 2 star samurai was still deliberately suppressed... Has his own strength reached the brass 1 star
Lu Chuan didn't know this, and he could only find out from the duel between Hist and him.
Moreover, Lu Chuan faintly felt that even the much-anticipated Hister, when facing the massacre, I am afraid... not as easy as he imagined.
"The game begins!" After the white-robed old man's voice fell, Hist pulled out the giant sword pinned to his waist, and the giant sword pointed to the ground with 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 thick beard trembling slightly, and a touch of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth.
As soon as Tu said this, the audience in the audience suddenly exploded. They have seen arrogant people, but they have never seen such arrogant people. Although Hist did not enter the Fearless Legion, it is rumored that in the previous years, Admiral Galen of the Fearless Legion had invited him several times, simply because of his own talent and strength.
Hist is still very young now, not in his twenties, and has reached the strength of 1 star in brass. After a few years of practice, it is not difficult to step into the silver rank.
Such a talented person, and belonging to the Willy family, the first Demacia family, naturally has many hidden skills and other methods.
But the Tu, who had never heard of it, was clamoring rampantly here, making Hirst surrender
Hist hadn't spoken yet, and the audience was already full of verbal abuse, almost pointing towards Tu.
Tu ignored the scolding of the audience, twisted his neck, made a bone noise, and said hoarsely, "Three seconds have passed, you have no chance."
"Please advise." Hist did not pay attention to Tu's provocation, but coldly gave a knightly ceremony to Tu, and immediately held the giant sword in both hands and set his posture.
"Death!" Slaughter drank in a low voice, holding the axe in his hand, but in the next moment his figure turned into an afterimage, and after a while of dust, he rushed to Hist's side in a flash.
The audience suddenly became quiet.
This is the fastest contestant they have ever seen so far. When the massacre, the wind did not rise. When Tu rushed to Hist, the wind didn't stop.
An axe mixed with a strong evil spirit, slammed it down fiercely.
Hist held the huge sword across his chest, and the axe and the huge sword violently collided with a loud noise.
"Hehe." Tu sneered, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes. Suddenly, the axe in his hand burst out with a strong secret force, which shook Hist back several meters abruptly, and a deep stroke was drawn on the ground. The sword trails.
Not waiting for Hist to correct the somewhat chaotic aura that was shocked by him, Tu again raised his axe and rushed to Hist, the fierce corner of his mouth widened, "Even if you are a genius, give it to me to die!!"
When the voice fell, the axe also fell.
It's just that this split contains the meaning of extremely irritable fluctuations, the coercion spread from the axe handle, the axe blade did not fall, there were cracks on the ground where Hist was standing, as if it could not resist the broken mountains and rivers. The imposing manner. The fine sand on the battlefield was stirred up, flying all over the sky.
Hist slowly raised his head, his burgundy hair dancing freely with the wind, and a white windbreaker was screaming in the wind. There was no panic in his dark and deep pupils.
Finally, Hirst lifted the huge sword, flicked his fingers on the hilt, and then drew it across the hilt. A touch of blood was stained on the hilt as the fingers flicked.
The giant sword began to vibrate and hum, as if awakened by some power, a burst of dazzling light, just between a breath, the giant sword turned into a long sword through the sky, in that giant In front of the sword, the human figure seemed small.
"This is a set of sword intent taught by an expert in swordsmanship that I met when I was traveling and practicing in the previous years. The Promise Swordsmanship he practiced did not match my state of mind. I couldn't understand it deeply, but I also learned from that set of sword intent. I have benefited a lot from swordsmanship. After two years, the heart of sword intent has been sealed by me for a long time, and finally today..." There was a trace of piety in Hist’s eyes, like a believer in the religion. Both eyes looked at the phantom-shaking giant blade in his hand.
"Hope, I have not defiled the Promise Sword." Hister breathed a sigh of relief and waved the air-piercing giant blade, and violently collided with the unstoppable sharp axe in the butcher's hand.
[I saw many readers expressing that they want to watch other heroes, please stay calm and write about it later. After all, heroes need to be interspersed with the story. Otherwise, if you just write them out abruptly, there will be no attraction. , And writing heroes at the end is probably based on the region. Now in Demacia, only the heroes of Demacia are written. Otherwise, the heroes will all run out in a hurry, and one person can write a chapter with one sentence, so what plot to watch? 】
[In addition, thank you friends for'unknown' and'卍? Young's? 卐's reward
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