The Royal Arena is one of the most famous buildings in the capital of Demacia.

As the name suggests, this is a gladiatorial arena for fighting competitions, and it was built by the royal family.

According to Jarvan, this arena is not old and has only been built for more than ten years. But its significance is extremely extraordinary.

Because 40% of the current royal guards are outstanding people who have emerged from this arena.

According to Prince Jarvan, the original intention of building this arena is related to the current royal steward, Xin Zhao.

After getting Xin Zhao's loyalty, the old king learned about his experience and knew that Xin Zhao was once a gladiator.

This made the old king see a way to discover talents for the kingdom, so he ordered people to build this arena.

So far, this is one of the important channels for many Demacia civilians with no identity background to achieve class transition.

The appearance of this arena is like a bird's nest, with a ring-shaped body and a large scale, covering at least more than ten hectares.

Aidil followed Prince Jarvan into the room, and soon someone prepared a private room for them.

"There are two types of gladiatorial combat. One is between humans and beasts, with the risk of injury and death. The other is a competitive fight between people, which basically ends with a fight. Which one do you choose?" Jarvan looked at Aidil and introduced him after entering the private room.

"The second one." Aidil made his choice without hesitation.

Seeing this, Jarvan nodded to the staff beside him, and then asked: "Are there any requirements for opponents?"

Aidil stood there and pondered for a while, and asked: "With my physique, can I find an opponent who is equally matched with me?"

Jarvan was slightly stunned and shook his head with an embarrassed look.

Seeing this, Aidil sighed with some disappointment and said, "Okay, then arrange an opponent with superb fighting skills for me, preferably one with superb swordsmanship. You know I use a sword."

Jiawen nodded and looked at the staff beside him, saying, "Arrange the one with the strongest swordsmanship in the arena. In addition, don't arrange spectators, just compete privately."

...

Soon, the arena arranged a person with superb swordsmanship as Aidil's opponent.

A tall and graceful woman with gorgeous wine-red short hair, wearing a white slim swordsman's suit, and a silver mask on her face...

[Unparalleled Sword Princess - Fiona]

[Strength Assessment: Elite Peak]

[Potential: Extraordinary]

[The youngest daughter of the Laurent family, a noble family in Demacia. She has been obsessed with swordsmanship since childhood, and has extremely high talent and perseverance far beyond ordinary people. Although her parents tried every means to stop her from practicing and not letting her enter the family's sword training ground. But she still rebelled and escaped from the maid's guard, sneaked out of the family residence and came to the most famous arena in Xiongdu to hone her skills! 】

Looking at the figure in front of him, Aidier was slightly startled, with a surprised look on his face.

Although he quickly calmed down, his expression change was still noticed by Fiona's sharp eyes under the mask.

She asked with some doubt: "Do you know me?"

Fiona's heart was not calm, because she sneaked out to find someone to practice with without telling her parents. If someone discovered her identity and exposed her whereabouts, it would be extremely difficult for her to come here to hone her sword skills again in the future.

But she thought about it and felt that it was unlikely. She had never participated in any social etiquette of the nobility, let alone showed up in front of the public, so it didn't make sense for anyone to know her.

Facing Fiona's question, Aidier did not reply, but his expression became a little excited, with a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes, and he said solemnly: "Let's fight first, and we'll talk about any questions after the fight."

He was very curious about how superb the other party's swordsmanship was, so that as a mortal woman, she could get the recognition and praise of Jax for her skills.

When it comes to duels, Fiona's eyes suddenly became serious.

She held a silver-white steel blade and got ready. Her eyes became extremely sharp in the next second, like two sharp swords, revealing a peerless edge.

Aidier held the sword in both hands, ready to move, and stared at him for a moment with a serious look. He actually felt a sense of pressure from the other party!

Swish!

The next moment, Aidier took the lead and decided to take the initiative.

He rushed towards the opponent like a nimble cheetah, the broadsword in his hand swept through the air, the huge force made the sword break the speed of sound, and made a series of explosions.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be shocked by Aidier's momentum and reveal a flaw in his state of mind.

But Fiona didn't. She looked calm and just raised the steel blade in her hand towardsA stab forward!

Ding!

The steel blade accurately hit the sword guard of Aidier, blocking the opponent's shocking blow with an extremely clever method.

"Awesome!"

Aidier couldn't help but exclaimed, and a word came to his mind-the more skilled, the more courageous.

The next second, he changed his sword moves, holding the sword with both hands, or slashing vertically, or slashing horizontally, or stabbing straight, or slashing upwards, slashing at the opponent with a violent attack, with a wide range of moves and magnificent momentum.

But Fiona was calm and composed, like a small boat in a storm, always able to avoid or resist the opponent's attack in a clever way.

Her steps were brisk and steady, and the steel blade in her hand stabbed out frequently like a venomous snake, hitting the opponent's attack route first, and using a clever angle to win a big victory with a small one.

Dangdangdang!

As the battle became more intense, Aidil seemed to have forgotten the original intention of deciding the outcome by skill. The force in his hands became heavier and his moves became more swift, like a violent berserker.

Obviously, he began to spare no effort and was serious! He planned to use his physical advantage to suppress the opponent.

Correspondingly, Fiona, who was fighting against him, frowned more and more, her palms were sweating, her arms were shaking slightly, and her parrying became more and more difficult.

No matter how exquisite the skills are, they will still be inferior to absolute power suppression.

Fiona knew very well that she had met an unusual opponent today, an opponent who could make her challenge her limits again!

Although she was struggling to parry, her eyes became brighter and brighter, as if there was a raging fire burning, and her inner tenacity and fighting spirit were completely stimulated.

Her speed was getting faster and faster, and her steps were getting lighter and lighter, as if there was wind under her feet, and she was not affected by gravity at all.

The delicate face hidden under the mask had long been soaked with sweat, and a hint of excitement appeared on his face unconsciously.

Swoosh!

This time, the two attacked each other at the same time, and the broadsword and the steel blade collided with each other, making a sharp sound, and sparks were scattered in the air. The weapons of the two fell to each other in the collision.

In the end, Aidil's sword stopped an inch above Fiona's forehead. The opponent's steel blade pierced his shoulder.

The sword was originally intended to pierce Aidil's chest, but because of the collision of the two weapons, it was bounced off by the opponent's huge force, so that the direction was offset.

"I lost."

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