League of Legends God-level Summoner

　　 In the semi-finals, the game has entered a heated stage.

"To be honest, before the start of the game, I really didn't expect you to get to this point. Originally, my expectation was to make it to the quarterfinals. Even if you were eliminated at that time, at least you would not end up with a group of people gossip. The handle, it's not the worst." Looking at the white-robed old man who was slowly coming onto the stage, Jarvan sighed, seemingly emotional.

The current situation of the royal family is not optimistic. The knights who have already smelled the blood are very shrewd, and almost never stand in the same team with the royal family. If this game did not meet Lu Chuan, Jiawen could only bite the bullet from the royal family. The selection of people from the Guards came up to the competition. There were naturally strong people in the Guards, and the leaders among them had even reached the strength of the Silver Rank.

If he was sent, he would definitely win the first place in the martial arts club, but the rewards provided by this kind of performance-oriented martial arts club would not be appreciated by the warriors with the strength of the silver rank, and if Jarvan insisted The leader of the Janissary Army sent in, even if the organizers of Demacia did not clearly stipulate the rules of the competition, such a move would be shameless by the audience.

　　 Fortunately, Lu Chuan, whom Jarvan met by chance, sent him to the battle with a mentality of experimentation, but the result was already beyond Jarvan's expectations.

　　 After all, Lu Chuan only has the strength of 4 brass brass, and he reached the semi-finals all the way. The talent he showed was already very good, and many aristocratic families who secretly observed him began to notice him.

　　 If these talents are further cultivated, they may become a silver-ranked warrior in a few years.

　　 Silver-tier warriors, even in Demacia, have a certain right to speak.

"In the semifinals, it's far from enough..." Lu Chuan secretly thought to himself. When he was resting just now, he used his soul to dive into the little bead and glanced at the heroic soul system. It was discovered that Jarvan’s favorability score had been brushed to 23.

　　 If he can help him win the championship, his favorability can be raised to at least 40, and then he will be closer to each other, and he will be a hero who is enough to wake up.

　　 Of course, the abacus is very good, but Hister, who has a very high popularity, is not a idiot. It is not easy to defeat him.

　　 And before you want to defeat him, you have to step over in front of a meat mountain.

As the white-robed old man once again announced the start of the game, Lu Chuan’s opponent in the semi-finals, the big fat Serbo, had already swayed onto the court, carrying a huge hammer on his shoulder and playing barefoot. At the same time, every step seemed to cause the earth to tremble. Like a moving meat mountain.

"Oh! It's Selbo of the Giants. How many monsters' heads has this guy's hammer smashed?" There are obviously audiences who know Selbo. In fact, Selbo's reputation among the people is not small. Almost all the giant mercenaries established are a group of mobile tank-like guys. Teaming up to play Warcraft is just like opening and hanging. You don’t need to do anything. You can crush both ends with a press of your ass. They are giant mercenaries. Because of this, the regiment is very popular among civilians. When many civilians encounter problems with Monsters, the first thing they think of is to seek help from the Giant Mercenary Corps.

"This time I won't have a chance to churn the dirt boy again. I bet that his sword can't even pierce Serbo's belly, hahaha." There is still an unsightly voice from Lu Chuan, but compared to the top eight. At that time, such sounds are much less.

　　 "Little weak bug, you are really unlucky when you run into me." Cerber of the giant race grinned at the guy who was almost as short as his calf.

"Huh!" Lu Chuan ignored Cerbo's ridicule, but slammed the red Dolan sword in his hand, dragged a broken wind, and pointed at Cerbo, evoking a chuckle. "Come here! Fatty! Let you move first."

"Human race is quite courageous, quack...then you can go to hell! Little weak bug!" Seeing Lu Chuan, Cerbo didn't back down, but instead provoked him, suddenly became angry and held his hands. His hammer rounded, and banged towards Lu Chuan's forehead.

The audience on the stage burst out with a low whisper. If the hammer is strong, Lu Chuan’s head will burst like a watermelon that has been smashed. It is possible to encounter such a hot scene, so that the audience Immediately came the interest.

　　 Lu Chuan raised his eyes slightly, calculating quickly in his heart.

Judging by the tyrannical degree of the huge body of Cerber, even if it is used with blasting, it may not be effective for him. After all, in the quarter-finals, the samurai who faced Cerber was himself a brass 3 Xingdingfeng's strength could not hurt Serbo half an inch, so he had to admit defeat.

In this way, ordinary attacks are ineffective, and perhaps the strongest Lihuo Sword can be effective against him, but the fat man will definitely not give Lu Chuan time to condense the complete Lihuo Sword. How to break through his defenses has become Lu Chuan. The biggest problem right now.

　　Looking at the huge hammer that was about to press down, Lu Chuan glanced at the huge body of Serbo, and his heart suddenly moved.

　　 What if... Leverage?

　　 Thinking of this, Lu Chuan's eyes flashed with enthusiasm. He didn't retreat but moved forward. He stepped forward as if to cater to the huge hammer. Lifting the Dolan sword with both hands, his energy suddenly sank and floated to his feet.

　　 "Is that kid crazy? He wants to take Selbo's hammer?" some audience exclaimed.

　　 With Celbo's strength, even if the hammer cannot be driven down, the gravel is absolutely no problem.

　　 Is a human head harder than a rock?

　　 Looking at Lu Chuan's almost crazy behavior on the stage, Jana's ruddy lips slightly opened, and a pair of beautiful eyes brought a touch of worry. Although that guy has his own certainty in doing everything, but this time, it is too crazy...

　　 "Boom!!" A loud noise that was a bit more powerful than the momentum of the blacksmith's cast iron spread from the field, and Selbo's sledgehammer rolled up a gust of wind and hit Lu Chuan's Dolan sword with a hammer.

Cerberbon doesn’t have much fighting skills. After all, his fleshy body, even if he is given strong and flexible skills, he cannot release it quickly. Cerber relies on his infinite body. the power of.

　　 This hammer caused Lu Chuan's body to sink suddenly. The ground on which he was standing ~ www.readwn.com~ Lu Chuan's feet had sunk into the battlefield, not to the ankles.

　　 At this time, Lu Chuan only felt the fierce pain in his hands as if the tiger's mouth was about to be torn apart, and his arms faintly trembled from the vibration caused by the giant hammer just now, and he almost couldn't lift the Dolan sword in his hand.

The strength of this giant is really too great. The circumvention is an additional attribute of the Dolan Sword itself, which has added a lot of physical strength and strength to Lu Chuan, but after the hammer is hardened, Lu Chuan has also been shaken. Seven meat and eight elements, the eyes are dark.

　　 If he hit another hammer down, Lu Chuan asked himself that he would not be able to block the second blow anyway, and his power would not be on the same level.

　　 "Quack, stupid human race, you are too arrogant!" Lu Chuan's eyes were a bit hollow when he saw the blow, and he burst into laughter, his laughter was like thunder.

　　 "Then next, take my second hammer! If you have the ability, you can continue to pick it up!" Although Serbo is a fat man with big ears, at this moment he has learned to use psychological tactics---exciting tactics.

　　 He obviously also understands that the fastest way to defeat an opponent is to force the opponent to pick up his sledgehammer.

　　 Otherwise, you can only fight physical warfare. Although the physical warfare Cyrb is not afraid, it's just too time-consuming.

　　 was originally just holding the mentality of giving it a try, to see if that kid would be so stupid that his brain was so hot, he would pick up his sledgehammer again.

　　 What surprised Serbo was that Lu Chuan really agreed.

I saw Lu Chuan shook his numb arm, and raised Dolan Sword above his head with both hands again, putting on a resolute posture. He also squatted solidly under his feet, and raised his head to Saier. Bo grinned provocatively, "Come on! Fatty! If you have the ability to smash me into a muffin! Fish tofu is also fine!"