The air-breaking giant sword and the mountain-splitting axe slammed together, and an invisible shock wave of strength spread rapidly, spreading towards the outside like a stirred ripple.
Due to the collision of two powerful skills on the arena, a gust of wind blew up, and the fine sand on the sand was raised in the air between the whistling, and a layer of dust was raised.
"Is this... is it a duel between masters? It's spectacular..." The audience in the audience was already pale. Most of them are just ordinary people. Maybe there is a five-star brass samurai around which one of them usually produces. Many tables can be set up for banquets, and friends and relatives from all walks of life are invited to come and congratulate.
This game was an unattainable battle for them. The battle of the brass high-ranking warriors was fiercely detonated from the beginning. With the fighting of the two warriors, the momentum became more and more exciting. The mood of the audience was also mobilized.
In previous years' martial arts, the level of the samurai participating in the competition, even if the champion is only the strength of the brass 2 stars, but this year's martial arts is only the semi-finals, and a brass 2 star and 1 star warrior on the stage is fighting. The killing was so intense, this level was an unprecedented scene.
With the continuous collision of the air-piercing giant sword and the mountain-cleaving axe, the momentum of the air-piercing giant sword faintly occupied a slight advantage.
Hist gritted his teeth, his whole body's energy was constantly poured into his arms, and the air-piercing giantsword slowly pushed forward, his advantage was expanded little by little.
"It seems that Hirst won this game." On the seat of the trial team, a respected old man said slowly.
"Yes, but I didn't expect that Hist will win so hard. Putting it in the previous martial arts, a warrior of Hist's strength can easily win." Another old man stretched out his hand and brushed his white beard, faintly road.
"But that guy is not bad. He can push Hister to the point where he can use his ultimate move. It's a pity that the smell of blood on his body is too strong, otherwise there will be many families vying to train him."
While the group of elders in the trial team were talking about it, Galen, who was in the center, didn't say a word from beginning to end. Under his bushy eyebrows, a pair of eagle eyes stared at the stage.
He faintly felt that this game... I'm afraid it hasn't ended so easily.
Just as the thoughts in Galen's heart flashed, Hirst had slowly suppressed the situation of Tu on the table, and suddenly changed.
"I didn't want to expose my strength here... But since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you." Seeing Hist's sky-piercing giant sword was about to break his own attack, Tu's eyebrows suddenly sank. The handle of the axe in his hand suddenly turned over, and after a dark force slowed the pressure of the air-piercing giant sword for a few minutes, Tu's eyes suddenly glared, and a faint pressure erupted from him.
Tu's breath rose wildly at this moment, and at an extremely alarming speed, from the brass 2 star samurai, like a broken bamboo, broke through to the brass 1 star.
"Breakthrough in the arena?" The audience faintly felt the slight pressure. Although weak, it was like a substantial weight pressing on their hearts, making people's chests a little dull.
"No, it's not a breakthrough, he just blocked his original strength, and now he wants to let go of all his strength." Lu Chuan glanced at the stage with a low gaze, and slowly explained on behalf of the astonished Ari next to him.
"Can't the breath only be hidden, and it will be exposed in battle? How to block the breath?" After all, Ali is just a fox who has not been transformed into an adult, although for her, the days of becoming a spirit will pass by in a flash. It's been ten years, but ten years is nothing more than letting a newborn baby grow up to a childish age.
In addition, she lives in remote areas all year round, so she is not clear about many novel things.
At this time, Jarvan said in a deep voice, "The strong on Valoran Continent is like a cloud. This kind of secret method of blocking breath is only the lowest level. The samurai with better luck will get it during many years of travel. The secret method is not surprising. The secret method of blocking the breath will suppress your own breath to the extent you want, which is as strong as that of a warrior of that level. It is very effective for unexpected sneak attacks. For the mercenaries walking outside, the aura is one of the best means of self-defense. At least they will not be caught by too many shadows in the dark."
As Jarvan spoke, the breath on Tu's body continued to linger, and the invisible energy spilled out, but the pressure released from it was getting stronger and stronger.
Still skyrocketing...
Still skyrocketing...
His breath has already reached the peak from the brass 1 star, but he still seems to have infinite strength that has not been released. As the dullness of the audience in the audience's chest becomes heavier and heavier, only a slight burst of sound is finally heard , Tu's breath finally stopped.
"Bai... Silver Step?" The audience who had reached a certain level of strength had already felt an unusual breath from Tu's body.
This kind of aura cannot be reflected in a brass-ranked warrior. Only a warrior who has stepped into the silver realm can release a powerful aura.
"What? A silver-ranked samurai?!!!" There was a big change in the audience's voice.
The silver rank warriors are one of the few outstanding in the entire Demacia, even in the row of judges below the stage, except for Admiral Galen, the remaining elders are without exception. Step into the silver level.
Even the imperial guards and the warriors with silver strength can be counted with just five fingers.
The silver tier and the brass tier are only a difference in the first tier, but it is a realm that it is difficult for a brass 1 star warrior to step into it in his lifetime.
Perhaps before the Silver Tier, as long as the samurai had a slightly better talent, plus some adventures and their own hard work, they would be able to reach the top of the brass 1 star.
But to reach the Silver Stage, one must pass an extremely difficult self-breakthrough hurdle.
A few days ago, wasn’t it rumored that there was a samurai who stayed at Brass 1 star for more than ten years, because he was unable to break through and became a demon, and eventually died of self-harm
However, the guy on the stage was actually a silver rank, which far exceeded the expectations of the audience and some aristocratic families.
Warriors who often reach the silver rank disdain the rewards provided by the martial arts associations of this level, and the arrogance in their hearts will not drive them to become subordinate knights of a certain family. They are almost all famous figures in Demacia. Therefore, in previous years of martial arts, there will never be a silver-ranked warrior. I did not expect that in this martial-arts... I actually entered a silver-ranked warrior.
What is his purpose in the end? Just for the reward of 1,000 gold coins? Or is the highest level in the imperial collection no more than the brass middle-grade equipment
Unlike the audience's astonishment, Lu Chuan glanced at Tu's body, only to find something unusual.
"His breath... doesn't seem to reach the Silver Stage." Lu Chuan groaned.
Not long ago, Lu Chuan personally faced a Tier 1 Silver 5-star Feng Yinhu. Although he did not completely rely on his own power to defeat it, Lu Chuan still remembers the power of Feng Yinhu as new.
Although Tu was able to release a faint coercion, this coercion was a lot weaker than Feng Yinhu, who had a real five-star silver star.
[Well, the jet lag can't be adjusted anymore. I wake up and have the remaining two chapters... In order to express my apology, the end of the two days may break out four and five changes every day, thank you for your continued support and encouragement~]