Chapter 48: : Coincidentally, my pig said the same

　　As Harriman retreated, an old man in a white robe came up again. His eyes swept across the audience. After the atmosphere became quieter, he began to announce the rules of the martial arts meeting.
"A total of 32 samurai participated in this martial arts meeting, divided into 16 groups for the first round of elimination. The loser was judged: no ability to fight again or voluntarily surrendered. The martial arts will end, if there is serious injury, disability or death, etc., The trial team will decide and punish." The old man glanced at the trial team below the stage.
Galen headed by 　　 nodded calmly, and the strong aura swept out, as if to warn the participating samurai, so that they don't mess around.
"If there is no objection to the participating samurai, then the martial arts will officially start. The first round will be Alex Herbert, against Kenny Morton." The old man just announced the first round of the match list, Taiwan There was a burst of discussion.
"It's Herbert? I remember last year's martial arts club, he seemed to have rushed into the top five, that terrifying guy... If there was not a knight from the Fearless Legion in the same period, he would probably rank higher. "Some viewers said.
　　 "Don't make trouble, Morton is not bad, haven't you seen the black market martial arts competition in Demacia? Morton won the martial arts championship before." Someone immediately retorted.
　　 "Hehe, how can that kind of black martial arts tournament that contains little gold and is not visible can be compared with this grand martial arts event."
　　 "Don't be arguing, the game is about to start, don't you know who is good?"
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　　 Amidst the discussion in the audience, two samurai who were fairly small in the eyes of the audience stepped onto the stage.
　　Herbert is a man with a brown flat head. His flat head is neat and tidy like garden grass, but with a touch of aggression, the roots stand upright and appear extremely public.
　　 Morton is a lean and lean man. From the outside, he looks extremely low-key and introverted. After taking the stage, he has kept his head down so that people cannot see the fluctuations in his heart.
　　 "The martial arts meeting begins!" As the voice of the judging elder fell, the two guys on the stage with diametrically opposite personalities showed off their weapons one after another and fought together.
"If I remember correctly, Herbert should be an exclusive knight of Demacia's border nobles. He was ranked 5th above last year's Wuhui. It seems that the difficulty of this year's Wuhui has increased by another. Level." Jiawen stood beside the royal seat, staring at the two fighting on stage.
The two people on the stage have reached the breath of a three-star brass warrior. This cultivation base is placed in the civilian and mercenary regiments of Demacia, and they are both at a relatively good level. It is estimated that there are 231 brass low-grade mercenary groups, and only 58 middle-grade mercenary groups that require 3-star strength to create. It can be seen that the three-star brass warriors in Demacia are really good. rare.
　　 Moreover, one of the two is the exclusive knight of the nobleman, and the other is mixed in the violent and black arena all the year round. The strength of the two is obviously not just as shown on the surface, but the cultivation base should be more diligent. I am afraid that against the ordinary brass 2 star samurai, there is a big chance of winning.
　　 Lu Chuan also looked up at the fighting on the court, wanting to learn some experience and skills. Every knight here represents the identity of the nobles of the Demacia Principality and the interior of the royal family. Naturally, the strength is not comparable to those of the punks on the street. It is naturally desirable to stand on this, Lu Chuan has not I am so arrogant that I can beat them with my eyes closed, so I can learn a little bit. Besides, I might even be against them later. It is a good choice to find out their tricks first.
The first round of the match was extremely fierce. Herbert and Morton fought for no less than 20 or 30 rounds. Finally, after Morton seized an opportunity, he took out a close-fitting dagger and stepped forward. At Herbert's throat.
　　 "I surrender." Herbert raised his hands up, but surrendered very simply.
　　 "Kenny Morton wins!" The decision that the old man announced the result caused another round of discussion in the audience.
　　 "I really didn't expect that the guy born in the black match would not be at a disadvantage in participating in this level of martial arts."
"Just kidding! Every time they play the black game, they tie their heads to their waistbands. Is that brutal force comparable to this kind of knight who eats with a salary? After all, the black game is not better than this. In the martial arts meeting on the bright side, are there fewer deaths on the stage?" An audience who seemed to be watching the black games sneered.
　　The first game ended, and the old man came up and announced the list of the second game.
　　 "In the second round, Gary Solo will face Lu Chuan."
　　 The voice of the old man fell, and the discussion that broke out in the audience was better than the first round just now.
　　 "Lu Chuan? What is this strange name? Is it a wild boy from which country?"
　　 "According to the gossip, the one named Lu Chuan seems to be playing as the prince Jarvan of Demacia." said an audience who didn't know where to get the gossip.
"On behalf of Jarvan? Are you asking him to come here to make fun? Just ask Jarvan to come in person, and he may not be able to make it to the top five. The prince’s talent is really bad. It is rumored that the royal family spent at least more than 100,000 gold coins and smashed medicine. I smashed the skill book and asked Mr. Brogland to specially create a high-grade brass weapon for him. That Jiawen is only the strength of the brass 2 stars. I think even if I am replaced by me, I have been a bunch of top-quality resources since I was young. As of today, I'm afraid they have already stepped into the Silver Step." Some audience snorted coldly. Obviously, the strength of Prince Jarvan does not seem to be a secret among the people of Demacia.
　　 "Shhhh, keep your voice down. Jarvan is at the royal seat over there. He heard it. You don't know how you will die tomorrow."
"Cut, there is a ghost if he can hear it so far. Sending a guy with such a rustic name to the competition is probably just a cutscene and being killed by a spike." Despite this, the audience slowly closed. Mouth. Although Demacia's prince's talent is extremely poor, others respect him as princes after all. Once such a degrading voice enters the prince's ears, I am afraid that he will not be able to eat it.
"Are you here so soon?" Lu Chuan muttered to himself, moving his wrists, and suddenly felt a glimpse of his sight~EbookFREE.me~ He followed the line of sight and suddenly found that his party had just entered the palace. Solo, who had been making things difficult for him that day, was staring at him with a sorrowful face, showing an arrogant smile.
　　 Lu Chuan directly chose to ignore it, and at the same time was blessed by the two chicks who came to him.
　　 "Come on~ Lu Chuan, if you win, I'll kiss you~ hee hee." Ali chuckled, but Lu Chuan knocked on his forehead and became honest immediately.
　　 "Come on." Jana, who has never liked expressing emotions, just said cheer, but looking at Lu Chuan, he was full of confidence in his strength.
　　 "Brother, don't shame us." Timo said to Lu Chuan, narrowing his eyes.
"You are the least qualified to say that..." Lu Chuan twitched his lips, and with the encouragement of a group of people, he slowly walked to the stage, and opposite, stood Suolo, who had been waiting in place, after he saw Lu Chuan come on stage, He grinned suddenly.
　　 "Last time if it weren't for Master Lux, you would have died. I didn't expect you to be so unconscious this time. Do you have to run over to die." Solo sneered.
　　 "I'm sorry, I have a bad memory. The last time I fell on the ground and vomited blood, who was the one who knelt down and begged me to give me a way to survive?" Lu Chuan also laughed, but he was very cunning.
　　 Solo's eyes sank. Although he was shocked by Lu Chuan that day and vomited blood, he was obviously not as embarrassed as Lu Chuan said. He had never done anything on kneeling and begging for mercy. He was obviously slandering himself.
　　 "Do you know what kind of opponent you angered? Stupid guy." With anger in Solo's eyes, he drew the sharp sword from his waist.
　　 "Coincidentally, my pig said the same." Lu Chuan's mouth widened with a smile.