LOL: I am a bad prince in Demacia

After entering the inner layer, Lu Qi discovered that it was more professional here.

For example, the rank system.

The inner layer is divided into four grades using four brands: iron, copper, silver and gold.

In this way, the strength gap between the two sides can be seen more clearly.

At the same time, competitiveness is enhanced.

People with lower ranks can refuse duel invitations initiated by people with higher ranks, while those with higher ranks cannot refuse duel invitations initiated by lower ranks. The penalty for refusal is point deduction.

There will also be more professional scorekeepers who will register and update score changes at any time.

In the outer layer, the score change is based on the standard of one day. According to the last recorded score, how many points are there in this day. Regardless of winning or losing, the points are determined based on this.

New points will be updated the next day.

These are all competition formats, and Lu Qi is actually not very interested in them.

I asked someone to inquire.

Miss Sword Princess, just like what Bear Mask said, she did have an appointment with a person named "The Third Young Master of the Capital" for a duel this afternoon.

As expected of the inner layer, the name is a lot more arrogant.

The invitation to the duel was naturally initiated by the third young master of the capital.

In another hour it will be time for the duel.

Lu Qi's arrival today was quite a coincidence.

Thinking that it wouldn't take long, he used his points to rent a lounge and took advantage of the situation to squint for a while.

Time flies by.

There are gradually more and more people outside.

Yourna gently shook Lu Qi awake.

After taking a nap, Lu Qi felt lazily all over his body. He sat up, yawned, and walked out of the lounge.

A lot of people have gathered outside.

All the seats in the front row were taken.

At this time, the two people who were scheduled to fight were already standing on the ring.

The most eye-catching thing is Miss Sword Girl dressed in white, wearing a white face mask, standing on the stage with a cold temperament, holding a thin blade in her hand.

Her opponent was a man with a painted face and a mask, wearing gorgeous clothes, and his weapon was also a long sword.

"Miss Sword Girl, if I win, can you let me see your face under the mask?"

The third young master of Wangdu said in a gentlemanly manner at this time.

There is indeed a certain gentlemanly demeanor in his words, and he is not pretending to be like the bear mask.

Hearing this, Sword Princess just said calmly: "You can't win."

"You don't have to say it so early." The third young master of Wangdu showed his confidence, "Everything is possible. My ranking is second only to you, why is there no possibility of winning?"

"Because you can't win."

Sword Girl just repeated it coldly.

She had no interest in this battle, and even gradually lost interest in this training camp.

The reason why she is ranked first is because the limit of the training camp is right here.

The opponent is ranked second because his limit can only be second.

This simple truth just proves that the training camp has lost the possibility for her to continue to become stronger.

From discovering this place to becoming the strongest person in this place, it only took Sword Princess less than half a year.

"What's even remotely possible?"

The Third Young Master of Wangdu asked again without giving up.

"If you can interest me even a little bit, I'll take off the mask."

Sword Girl gradually lost her patience, but she still said this.

After these words fell, the audience suddenly became lively.

What does the mysterious Miss Sword Girl’s face look like under that mask?

For so long, it has been a topic that many people have talked about, and it has also been a scene that many people have imagined.

Is there a chance to see her beauty today?

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but get excited and looked at the Third Young Master of Wangdu with encouraging eyes, hoping that this boy could give him some help.

The third major general of Wangdu raised his sword and stood in front of the door. He seemed to be serious: "Okay, please wait and see."

The Sword Girl just held the sword sideways at her side, her eyes as cold as ever.

Ding~!

At this time, a clear ringing sound came from the audience.

In just a moment, the two people on the stage started to move together.

But the fastest one was the Sword Girl, whose thin blade stabbed out like a white light.

The Third Young Master of Wangdu immediately swung his sword to block, but the second sword that followed immediately came, and the pressure on him was already full in a short time.

But after all, he was ranked second, and he immediately thought of a countermeasure in his mind. He twisted his body sideways hard and found an opportunity to attack.

Sword Princess entered in a defensive posture, allowing the Third Young Master of the Royal Capital to attack.

But after just a few moves, the look of disappointment in those eyes became heavier and heavier.

The swordsmanship is practiced like an assembly line, and every move is within the rules. Although it carries the experience of several generations, it is also firmly entrenched in it.

She had seen this kind of swordsmanship countless times.

She can even think of the opponent's next attack, and even predict where the opponent's next sword will land.

Bland and boring.

After losing interest, the Sword Girl began to use her strength. She raised her sword vertically and deflected the sword of the third young master of the capital, and then a sharp attack fell like raindrops.

The third young master of Wangdu resisted with difficulty, retreating step by step, and the pressure doubled with every step.

He tried to counterattack in the gap between resistance, but soon realized that this would only make him lose faster.

Soon, the third young master of Wangdu couldn't resist anymore.

Because even though the sword queen used an unedged weapon, she still felt severe pain when it landed on her body.

Finally, his weapon was knocked away by a sword, and the thin blade stopped in front of the face of the third young master of the capital.

"I lost. Miss Sword Girl is really powerful."

The Third Young Master of Wangdu sighed, but thinking that he had persisted for so long, he asked expectantly, "I wonder what Miss Sword Princess thinks of me?"

"A pool of stagnant water is extremely boring."

The Sword Girl retracted her thin blade and said eight words coldly.

The third young master of Wangdu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the strength he was so proud of was only worthy of these two comments.

The outcome of this battle seemed to have been expected by the audience in the audience.

At this time, Sword Girl turned around and was about to leave.

Suddenly, in the crowd, I caught a glimpse of a stupid-looking frog mask. Standing there made me feel stupid.

This mask has various inner layers, which is quite unique.

In addition, Sword Princess was very impressed by this mask.

"Frog Swordsman?"

She whispered aloud.

Many people in the audience heard her words and couldn't help but look around, wanting to see who had this name.

In the crowd, Lu Qi raised his hand and said hello: "Miss Jian Ji, we meet again."

It was discovered that he was indeed the only one wearing the frog mask.

There were also a few people from the outside who were quite impressed with him.

Sword Girl, who was about to leave, suddenly changed her mind and actively invited her, "Want to come and have a spar?"

"OK."

Lu Qi responded immediately.

The crowd made way for him and walked onto the ring.

At this time, people who have never heard of the name Frog Swordsman can't help but feel a little strange, and don't understand why Miss Sword Girl suddenly issued an invitation.

The third young master of Wangdu, who had already stepped off the ring and was about to leave, also stopped and looked at him in confusion.

Since entering the training camp, he has never seen Miss Jian Ji take the initiative to invite someone to spar.