League of Legends God-level Summoner

　　 "The second round of the game begins." Seeing that the two on the stage were about to pinch up, the old man simply announced the start of the game, and he wanted to fight.

　　 "Go to death! Remnants!" Without a word, Solo tightened the rapier in his hand, ran towards Lu Chuan under his feet, and when he rushed to Lu Chuan, the sword slammed down quickly.

　　 "Ding!" A red light flashed past Lu Chuan's hand, and Duolan sword was held horizontally by him, and Solo's offensive was easily resolved.

　　 Solo's gaze was dark, and the rapier in his hand did not stop at any time, changing the angle to fall again.

　　 "Dang!" Lu Chuan drew his sword in the opposite direction to block the offensive again. Because of Solo's pressure, he took a step back.

Seeing Lu Chuan being beaten back by his own sword, Solo suddenly gained confidence. His rapier kept slashing out, but Lu Chuan was only parrying, and his feet were constantly retreating from the center of the original sand. , Has been forced to the right by Solo.

"It's too weak, you can be an exclusive knight with this kind of strength? Facing a brass 4 star warrior, there is no way to fight back. Such people are the most trash kind on the street, right? It is indeed the prince's choice. The prince not only has poor talents, but also has such a bad vision, hahaha." The audience in the audience, seeing that Lu Chuan only knows to parry and won't look for opportunities to counterattack, he suddenly laughed. .

　　 Just as Solo continued to attack Lu Chuan on the stage, a figure walked towards Jarvan and stood beside Jarvan.

"Chrissy? Long time no see." After Jarvan glanced at the visitor, his sword eyebrows were slightly furrowed, but out of courtesy, he still greeted him, but Demi, who was standing next to Jarvan, obviously didn't have such a good temper. He snorted and said without a word, "Yo, who am I? Turns out to be the rich man."

"Demi! Don't make trouble unreasonably." Gavin scolded Demi lightly, although he didn't like the woman in a red robe and a black peaked cap before him, but the other party became a Demacia at a young age. Fang, the head of the Norman family, one of the wealthy, and still a female, her scheming is obviously not comparable to that of a simple Demi.

Even if she becomes the throne in the future, she also needs to have a good relationship with the Norman family behind her. After all, for a country, the weight of the wealthy consortium family is very important, although the Norman family belongs to the several major consortium families in Demacia Type of bottoming.

　　 Chrissy twiddled her black hair, and ignored Demi’s childish provocation. Instead, she glanced at Jarvan and said, “It looks like your knight seems to be having a hard time parrying.”

　　 As she said, she cast her gaze on the stage again, and Solo played as her exclusive knight. As far as the current performance is concerned, she was quite satisfied.

"The game is not over yet, it's hard to tell the outcome." Jarvan said lightly. He didn't want to have too much argument with Chris, but the woman seemed to be clinging on, with a little provocative meaning. , "At most one minute, Solo won't let me down."

　　 Jarvan's eyes sank, calmly suppressing the anger in his eyes.

Father Harriman’s current situation can be roughly understood by him as the prince. Now the power lurking in the dark is constantly expanding, and some of the most powerful and respected families in Demacia have moved closer to that power. But the royal family was slowly isolated. For now, to put it nicely, the royal family is the highest authority in Demacia's face, but to put it awkwardly, the power of the royal family has almost been emptied.

　　 Regardless of the consortium or the strength of the troops, Harriman is a little weak now, it is difficult to summon those people. There were even a few times that Harriman was dismissed by the gang of forces after he released the policy. This was absolutely impossible when Demacia II was in power.

　　 The only thing Jarvan can do is to calm his temper and try his best to help his father, the emperor Harrimandola, pull out some alliances. Once the power is like a viper out of the cave, he can at least have some resistance.

　　 So Jarvan is patient. When he is not a last resort, he really doesn't want to offend the Norman family, who is fairly rich.

　　 A generation of princes has to worry about the feelings of people who ridicule him. This grievance can only be seen as a waste in the eyes of others, and an untalented prince can swallow it abruptly.

　　 If he can be stronger and the talent displayed is higher, I am afraid that those secret forces will also be jealous?

　　 It's a pity... Jarvan clenched his fist secretly, and loosened it weakly.

His talent has been doomed since he was born. Isn't he practicing hard? Before meeting Lu Chuan, he was in the hunting garden almost every night, facing the fierce beasts alone, and almost died several times. Under the claws of beasts, isn't it just to condense and improve one's own cultivation base?

When the prince was troubled by thoughts, the audience suddenly burst into surprise from the audience. Jarvan hurriedly looked up, only to find that Lu Chuan, who had been suppressed by the wind, did not know what method he used. , With one blow, Solo flew away, and a purple light quietly dispersed on the blood sword in his hand.

"Compared with a week ago, you are weaker." Lu Chuan glanced coldly at Solo who fell on the ground. The soft armor on his chest had been cut out by the sharp Duolan sword, and blood appeared in the wound. , But because of Lu Chuan's better control, Solo's injuries were not fatal.

　　 "Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Solo muttered in disbelief.

He fought against Lu Chuan a week ago. That day, because he was unprepared, Lu Chuan quietly contained skills on his sword and threw him into the air by opportunistic tricks. But this time, Solo was also secretly guarding while attacking. Lu Chuan's skill.

As a result, when Lu Chuan seized a flaw and released that strange purple light skill, Solo discovered that he could not resist the strong sword aura. He was shaken and flew more than ten meters away in the sand. A deep mark was painted on the ground, and the soft armor on his chest was also split by a sword, the flesh turned out, and blood gushed out from UU reading www.uukanshu.com.

"I'm going to kill you! Obviously just a common people..." So Luo was also mad, and he tried to provoke Lu Chuan for several times, but he blocked a few words, and Su Luo's energy and blood flowed suddenly, and his brain was hot. Lu Chuan rushed to the past, and Lu Chuan deliberately suppressed the fluctuation of his breath to the brass 5 stars, and he also resisted in the early stage.

　　 If it was just to resist, the fluctuations of the breath would not change much, which also caused Solo to not realize for the first time that Lu Chuan had already raised his cultivation base to a level above him.

When Lu Chuan was a 5-star brass, he could retreat the 4-star Brass Solo with a single blow. Now Lu Chuan has stepped into the cultivation base of the 4-star brass, and explosive cut contains the power. It is more than five times that of an ordinary attack!

"You are dying!" There was a frenzy on Solo's face. He held the rapier tightly in his hand, and a white light quietly sank into the hilt. The ultimate move he relied on was the low-level high-grade one. "Knight Glory", although he only comprehend a small part of the realm, but the low-level and high-grade skills are not the ordinary swordsmanship that can be seen everywhere on the roadside. Many martial arts practitioners have been passing down the skills, but only You can imagine the power of low-level mid-level and low-level high-level skills.

　　 As long as he releases this small part of the mighty knight glory, he can severely inflict the boy in front of him.

　　 Solo smiled ferociously, the white glow on the hilt of the sword became more and more intense.

　　 He used his gaze to catch Lu Chuan's presence at this time, waiting to give him a fatal blow.

　　 Suddenly, Solo's face was slightly startled.

　　 That kid... is gone! !

　　He disappeared on the field...

　　【It's 5 o'clock in the morning, I can't carry it anymore, so go to bed first and get up to make up for the third watch. 】