League of Legends: Promise Juggernaut

Chapter 436 Intensified ([-])

snort!
Seeing this scene, Coster couldn't help but let out a cold snort. He originally thought that with his aura and his own fame, he could calm down the little-known figure in front of him.

However, the person in front of him now obviously didn't give him any face, and even took out his weapon to challenge him.

He is the owner of the plateau blood, so no one is qualified to challenge, at least Coster thinks that the person in front of him does not, and this is undoubtedly a challenge to him.

Elder Rosen glanced at both sides, and when his eyes passed over Coster, he was slightly displeased, but he couldn't say anything.

"Since both sides are ready, the first match will officially begin. However, I still have to say something else, everyone is from the plateau tribe. After the winner is determined, just click on it." Elder Rosen said this After saying a word, he flew back and retreated.

Everyone understands that Elder Rosen's words are for Coster, and as a referee, he is indeed qualified to say such words.

Coster nodded slightly, but didn't say anything. How could he not know what Rosen said!

He didn't think that those elders in the main line were just decorations. When Shaq and the others returned half a year ago, Fu En almost killed him by the sword.

He believed that if he was really ruthless this time, then the elders of the main line would definitely not mind killing him again.

Therefore, Coster would not do such stupid things as killing people by mistake.

Of course, this doesn't prevent him from giving this person in front of him some lessons.He even wanted to use this person to humiliate the entire mainline.

John on the other side, seeing Coster's increasingly gloomy eyes, knew that he could not wait any longer, otherwise, when Coster made a move, he might not even have a chance to make a move.

"Spiritual Snake Spear!"

John shouted loudly, and the silver spear in his hand emitted a silver light with the infusion of John's mana, and a fierce breath emanated from the gun.

When the ferocious aura was at its strongest, John charged towards Coster, and the silver-white spear in his hand turned into a flying spirit snake, opened its sharp fangs, and moved towards Lisk. Bite away.

The people around felt this scene, and their faces were full of surprise. The power of the Spirit Snake Spear, which was unleashed with all its strength, even the fifth-rank Martial King would be afraid of.

However, Coster just sneered disdainfully in the face of this ferocious attack, "Overestimating one's abilities!"

As Coster spoke, a faint cyan light appeared in his hand. With the emergence of the light in his hand, a violent aura spread out. People around the ring whose strength was lower than that of the fourth-rank Martial Ancestor felt this aura, and their faces turned pale. They all turned pale, and their bodies retreated involuntarily.

This is the gap in absolute strength, and it cannot be made up by an intermediate martial arts at all.

This cyan light is formed by Coster compressing his mana to the extreme. Although it is not any kind of martial arts, it is definitely not inferior to those intermediate martial arts in the hands of a sixth-level martial arts emperor like Coster. .

When the cyan light in his hand was solidified by Coster until it became real, John's Spirit Snake Spear technique just happened to come in front of Coster.

Looking at the spirit snake that opened its teeth and claws towards him, Coster didn't even look at it, and slapped it directly.

boom!
There was a loud noise, and immediately after, everyone saw that the long spear that had turned into a silver-white spirit snake was directly slapped by Coster and fell to the bottom of the ring.Some sharp-eyed people can still see that the hardest tip of the gun is actually bent.

As for John on the ring, it was even more miserable. At this time, his hands holding the silver spear were bloody and bloody, and his chest heaved violently. He closed his eyes, as if he was enduring something, and in the end he let out a puff. Blood spurted from his mouth.

It turned out that when he was confronting Coster head-on just now, the mana that Coster displayed was unknowingly many times more violent than John's, and the mana even penetrated into his body along the spear.

After spitting out this mouthful of blood, John's breath became weak, and his whole body shook a little, as if he couldn't even stand still.

"Coster wins!" At this moment, Elder Rosen, who was the referee, said hastily.

At the same time, with a flash of his figure, he came between the two of them. Obviously, he was afraid that Coster would come again casually, so John will explain here today.

However, Elder Rosen's worries were obviously superfluous. After slapping that palm, Coster stood with his hands behind his back and looked at John with some disdain.

"Elder Rosen, don't you think it's a waste of time to compare like this? I can basically slap people like the main line to death with one slap."

"It's better to let the main line select the strongest person, and fight with me to determine the outcome, so as not to waste everyone's time." Coster's arrogant voice sounded again.

Whoa!
As soon as Coster said this, there was an uproar in the field. Of course, the main line was yelling at Coster for his arrogance.

As for the side of the three elders, there were bursts of cheers, and they even shouted the slogan "Don't waste time".

The faces of the other mainline people turned green and pale, but for a while, they didn't know how to refute.Because although Coster's words are domineering, but from a practical point of view, what he said does have some truth. Instead of wasting time, it is better to fight to determine the outcome.

Elder Rosen, who is the host, couldn't help frowning slightly after hearing this. However, Coster's status is special, so he couldn't reprimand him directly. People in the main line negotiate, if they are willing, we will not have any opinions."

Hearing what Elder Rosen said, the faces of these people in the main line were not very good-looking. This is simply a naked humiliation and slap in the face!
But what can they do?In the younger generation, who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Coster?
All of a sudden, these people in the field looked at the elders of the main line, waiting for their decision.

Elder Garcia, who has the hottest temper on the main line, can't wait to go directly to the ring and kill Coster with a hammer.

However, he still restrained his impulsive thoughts, because even if he really did, now is not the time.In the end, all the elders on the main line also turned their attention to the old man who sat high on the throne.

"In that case, let's decide the outcome in one battle!" Great Elder Charlemagne said unhurriedly.No one could tell what was going on in his mind from his expression.

Following the words of the Great Elder, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly became solemn. No one expected that the group arena had just started, and it would immediately become the final.

(End of this chapter)