League of Legends God-level Summoner

　　 "Have you entered the semi-finals?" Jarvan looked at Lu Chuan who was slowly walking down the stage.

　　 This result was not beyond his expectation. Jiawen had also expected Lu Chuan to enter the semi-finals, but he was slightly surprised that Lu Chuan made it so easy.

Just on stage with his flame sword, Jarvan felt that he was only using less than half of his power, perhaps to hide his strength, or just to release the flame sword as soon as possible and gave up the subsequent cohesion. .

　　 "Handsome man, you won again, that's great!" Ari cast a wink at Lu Chuan and said with a grin, only to be ignored by Lu Chuanbai.

"Hey, that..." Jana called to Lu Chuan at this time. Lu Chuan looked at her with a slight surprise, but found that she was still holding a small handkerchief in her hand, and handed him the handkerchief with a somewhat unnatural expression. ...Have a fight, are you tired..."

　　 Lu Chuan was startled, then smiled lightly, and took the handkerchief in Jana's hand, "Thank you."

　　Jana just stood aside with a blush face, staring at Lu Chuan and wiping her sweat with her handkerchief, silently.

　　 Just when everyone was happy for Lu Chuan, only one person felt anxious.

　　 "Oh, why did you win again? How did you win again?" Timo sighed with a sad face, and it was a bit bad to follow this situation.

　　 The eldest brother I follow, seems a bit strong...

Soon, the white-robed old man announced the second game, and Lu Chuan also stared at the stage with his eyebrows. After entering the quarter-finals, the selected samurai will show at least part of his hole cards. At this time, he can know his opponent's. One more hole card, one more chance of winning.

　　 In the second round, one of them had a strong beard, and the vague suffocation that appeared on his body from time to time, made Lu Chuan look at him a few more times.

　　 Generally speaking, the samurai born in these noble families, no matter how strong their cultivation is, they seldom fight against others, and they are not like the mercenary group who are born to death all day walking among the mountains of fire.

Their aura is not to say that they are not terrible, but in contrast, their killing intent is naturally not as important as those of certain professions. For example, Galen, who is sitting on the trial seat, has already been burned. He developed a **** breath, just sitting there to converge the breath, you can feel the strong killing intent fluctuations from him.

　　 But the big beard on the stage, why is there such a strong killing intent?

Lu Chuan took a lot of distraction from the beard, and found that in the second round of the game, the moves he used were extremely harsh, not like the tricks learned by ordinary knights, but more like a thief. Gangsterlike, with a desperate energy in every move.

　　 The other guy who competed with the Beard in the second round was also a stubborn temper. He knew that he could not beat the Beard, but he had to gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat. He shouted for the glory of the Knights, rather than die.

　　 As a result, the beard fainted, and only a breath was left.

　　 Lu Chuan estimated that if it were not for the heavy restrictions in this martial arts guild, the last blow of Beard might have killed that person directly.

　　Rao is that the Wuhui clearly stated that no murder is allowed, and the opponent was already beaten before he passed out.

　　 "Which knight is this guy?" Lu Chuan turned his head and asked Jarvan.

　　 Jiawen also locked his eyes, "I don't know, I have never seen him in the previous martial arts conference. His own strength is only 3 stars in brass, but I feel that his true strength is far more than that."

Lu Chuan also agrees with this. A high-ranking warrior can suppress his aura. If Lu Chuan only suppressed his skill strength, then the bearded man in front of him was suppressed. True strength.

　　 His cultivation may be 2 stars in Brass, or even better, reaching 1 star in Brass.

　　 These can only be explored when you meet him in person.

In the third round of the competition, the highly anticipated Hist special, Hist is a very handsome knight, wearing a silver-white windbreaker, burgundy hair swaying in the breeze, and his handsome face A touch of coldness, the weapon is a huge broadsword.

　　 His appearance almost ignited the enthusiasm of all the onlookers in the audience, who seemed to cheer for their husbands and shouted with great momentum.

　　 "Hist! Come on! I want to give you a monkey!"

　　 "Hist! Don't talk! Hurry up and do that!"

　　 "Husband! I love you!!"

Facing a group of nymphomaniac shouts, which was also mixed with the rough and unruly roars of a few foot-scraping guys, Lu Chuan twitched his mouth with black lines, "Are the girls in this world chasing stars? Are they so crazy? Fortunately, Jana and the others are more rational."

　　 As soon as Lu Chuan's voice fell, his eyes sank, and he saw Timo at his feet...

"Hist! Come on! I'm going to give you a monkey! Don't do that! Love us!" Timo waved his little paw to cheer on Hist on the stage. Lu Chuan almost spouted three liters of old blood. He slapped Timo's green hat away.

　　 "Aren't you **** old men!"

　　 "Masters also have the right to like them!" Timo picked up the green hat with his short legs, patted it and brought it to the dissatisfied.

　　 "……"

　　 Lu Chuan thought that he would stay away from Timo in the future, and the cat would bend when he said it~www.readwn.com~ This Valoran continent is probably poisonous.

Of course, what he didn't know was that Timo had put his wife, who had been saving for a long time, on Heist. For Heist’s love, Timo said that he was definitely not less than that group of desperate girls. .

　　 Although Hist’s appearance is quite high, his strength is directly proportional to his appearance. This can be seen from the fact that he solved the opponent in just one minute.

　　Recovered the broad sword in his hand, Hist walked off the stage with a cold face, and a windbreaker swayed and swayed with his steps.

　　The onlookers under the stage screamed their throats dumb, just so that Hist could take a look at them when he passed them.

"Everyone who has reached the top four is not easy..." Lu Chuan groaned. For now, almost everyone who has reached the top four is sweeping with an absolute crushing attitude. Opponent, one-third of the strength is not exposed.

　　 It's not that the strength of other people who entered the quarterfinals is very weak. In Jiawen's original words, the level of this year's martial arts is more than double that of previous years. Some of the samurai who participated in the competition were too strong, which led to the fact that those samurai who won the top rankings last year could not even make it into the top four this year.

　　Perhaps this also secretly indicates that this year's Demacia will undergo an earth-shaking change.

　　 [Sorry, I drank a little wine yesterday and was so dizzy. I went to sleep without taking off my clothes. Of course, this is not an excuse. I just want to say...come! He didn't accept it and hacked me to death! Let's hurt each other! 】

　　 [Above ↑↑ Honorable audience masters don’t care about me (cover your face), I was wrong, my wrong was sloppy, I am working **** the code word now, please audience masters love me again (shake the white flag on the ground)]