League of Legends God-level Summoner

　　 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.

　　 Cerbo is a big body, and he can't lift it without ten or eight samurai at all. He can lift Cerbo by himself. This is something that no matter how speculatively he can do.

　　 Lu Chuan has been looked down upon from the very beginning, and now, many viewers have faintly begun to fall towards Lu Chuan.

　　 Maybe that guy... still has a more terrifying hole 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 Cerber, there was absolutely no hope when he faced Sister. Sister was the best proof of his strength. His own brass 1 star. Mainly in sword attack, the sword power is fast and bitter.

　　A brass 4 star guy, how could he beat the brass 1 star Hister?

　　 But since Lu Chuan used that strange trick, the audience's thoughts have been a little shaken.

　　 This guy who constantly surprises them, maybe...

　　 Maybe it really works?

　　 After Lu Chuan's exit this time, the audience could no longer hear the discussion, and even some people cheering for Lu Chuan could be heard.

　　In Valoran, it is a world where the strong are respected. The strength that Lu Chuan has shown has convinced the audience when he reaches this point, so he has received the applause and shouts he deserves.

　　 When encountering ridicule, any rebuttal is useless, only to show the strength to convince the ridicule 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, this is how you captured my sister's heart." Ari teasedly slapped Lu Chuan's arm with an elbow, and teased.

"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 is too troublesome, or should I kiss you and give you a bit of fun? Hey." Ali smiled sweetly, and was ignored by Lu Chuanbai.

　　 This vixen has many more tricks to seduce men, but it is a pity that he prefers soft girls, which makes Lu Chuan can't help but sigh... You want to touch my house, Gana, 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.

Originally, 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 handsome to a new height.

　　 and his strength is strong, so after his first round of the game, he added a lot of brain-dead fans, cheering loudly for him.

　　 Compared to Hister, his opponent Tu, looked very lonely. Standing quietly in place, no one paid any attention to him.

　　 But Tu didn't care, he had put 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 in the first two games, felt a little bit in his heart.

　　 He always felt that the murderous meaning exuding from the massacre before 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, still deliberately suppressed his strength... Has his own strength reached the brass 1 star?

　　 These Lu Chuan is not known, and can only be found out from the duel between Hist and him.

　　 And Lu Chuan faintly felt that even the much-anticipated Hister, when confronting the slaughter, was probably...not as easy as he thought.

　　 "The game begins!" After the white-robed old man's voice fell, Hirst 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 rich beard trembling slightly, and a touch of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As soon as 　　Tu said this, 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 past few years, Admiral Galen of the Fearless Legion invited him several times, simply because of his own talent and strength.

　　 Hist is still very young now, only in his twenties, and has reached the strength of the brass 1 star. After a few years of practice, it is not difficult to step into the silver rank.

　　 Such a talented person, and belongs to the Willy family, the first Demacia family, naturally there are many hidden skills and other means.

　　 But the Tu, who has never heard of it, is clamoring rampantly here, making Hister surrender?

　　 Hister hasn't spoken yet, and the audience is 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." Hister didn't pay attention to Tu's provocation. Instead, he 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.

　　 The audience suddenly became quiet.

　　 This is the fastest contestant they have 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.

　　 Hister held the huge sword across his chest, and the axe collided fiercely with the huge sword, and there was 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 Hister to adjust the somewhat chaotic aura that was shocked by him, Tu again raised his axe and rushed in front of Hister, the fierce corner of his mouth widened, "Even if you are a genius, give it to me to die!!!"

The voice of 　　 fell, and 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 stood, as if it could not resist the broken mountains and rivers. Like the momentum. The fine sand on the battlefield was stirred up, flying all over the sky. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Hister raised his head slowly, and his broken burgundy hair danced freely with the squally wind, and a white windbreaker was whirred by the wind. There was no panic in his dark and deep pupils.

　　 Finally, Hirst lifted the huge sword, brushed his fingers on the hilt, and then drew it across the hilt. A trace 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 actually seemed small.

"This is a set of sword intent taught by a master of swordsmanship 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. 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. , Looked at the phantom-shaking giant blade in his hand.

　　 "Hope, I have not defiled the Promise Sword." Hister breathed a sigh of relief, waved the air-piercing giant blade, and violently collided with the unstoppable sharp axe in the butcher's hand.

[Seeing that many readers said 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, just write them out so 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 and one sentence will be enough to write a chapter. What plot to watch? 】

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