"Can you give me back Najaneka?" Varus suddenly crossed in front of Jeno, with Azir and Nasus behind him.

"Give it back to you?" Jeno was stunned for a moment, and then asked rhetorically: "Wait...... Are you going back? ”

"According to the agreement, after the matter of Calixse is settled, you will return Naganeka's fangs to me." Varus said warily.

"No, no, no, I mean I'll give you the fangs when we part, and it's not time to part yet."

"You! Eat one's word! Varus glared angrily, his eyes almost bursting with fire.

"It's that this operation to clean up Calixeh was so easy that you didn't do much to end it. We're going to go to Acacia next, and then we're going to the Titan Peak, and we'll let you go down when we pass by the Oasis of Dawn. Jeno crossed his arms: "If you have to choose to go back now, then get off the boat, I won't go to great lengths to send a few idle people back." ”

Varus couldn't stand this anger and shouted that he would get off the boat and walk dozens of kilometers, and then go back in the sand beast. Azir and Nasus looked at each other and stopped him.

They really didn't make any effort, nor did they make any irreplaceable feats, so they were said to be idle, and they couldn't refute it, how could the face of the royal family be hanged?

The Ascended should prove their abilities, even if it's on a thief ship.

"We'll go one more ride with you, but don't blame us for being careless in the face of situations that endanger you." Azir held Varus down, and since the Emperor had said so, the latter could not say anything more.

"Don't worry, I'll run as fast as you all in that situation." Jeno skipped the topic with a hippie smile and looked away.

A figure with a hat appeared at the end of the horizon, and Jeno knew that the man he had been waiting for was coming.

The fire at Calixe, which lasted for three days and three nights, and then rained all day, so the unusual weather must have attracted the attention of some well-intentioned people.

After receiving the invitation in Demacia, Jax traveled all the way to Acacia, and finally met the sender of the invitation when he was about to arrive at his destination.

The canyon that once covered Exe was now charred black, and a conspicuous ship hovered above the canyon, reminiscent of the floating chariot that covered the sky when Shurima attacked the Acacia Rebel.

Jax walked straight underneath the ship, carrying the torch behind him and climbing up the rope ladder that had been lowered earlier.

"Welcome to the Abyss, I'm Captain Sarah." Sarah's eyes lit up and she welcomed Jax like a welcoming lady.

"You said you want to keep boiled eggs for a hundred years?" Jax looked up and down Sarah through the porous mask, making the latter wonder, what kind of strange request was this?

"It seems that you are not in charge, so let your boss come out and speak." Jax shook his head and began to look around, quickly fixing his eyes on the two Ascendants.

"How did he know I was okay? How could Jeno come to such a strange deal with him? Confused, Sarah found Jeno, who was watching the joke on the sidelines.

"It's your turn." She said.

"Jax, the person you're looking for is here." Jax's eyes were drawn back as Jano spoke.

He asked Jeno bluntly, "You invited these two Celestial Warriors?" ”

"Yes, they are Azir the Eagle Father and Scholar Nasus."

"Azir, Nasus......" Jax repeated the two names under his mask, as if reinforcing some kind of memory.

"What's the matter, I made it clear before I came that there were Celestial warriors on the ship, you wouldn't have a grudge, Jax of Acacia."

"So he's the Acacia?" Azir and Nasus whispered, looking at Jax with meaningful eyes.

Regarding the war that was not won, both sides were victims, Acacia paid the price of the loss of his country, and Shurima also lost countless soldiers. The two sides currently hate each other, but understand each other, and the relationship is extremely delicate.

"If you hate your family and country or something, let's put it aside. The abilities of the Celestial Warriors are still believable, but ...... about you"

"What's wrong with me?" Jeno was stunned.

"Just get into a fight!" As soon as the words fell, Jax rose into the air, raised the torch and covered his face with a jump.

At this time, he just reacted in his heart: What is this? 1v1 man battle on the road?

Sindra tried to slap Jax with a backhand, but was stopped by Jeno verbally.

"Want to try my depth? Come on! He smiled, like a rock.

The torch slashed head-on, and Jeno parried with his crossarm, a force that bent his knees.

Jax landed lightly and landed a sweeping leg into his bent knee, trying to knock him to the ground, but Jeno twisted his knee to meet the flying leg.

Jax didn't back down, and with a kick on Jeno's knee, it suddenly felt like he had kicked a piece of iron felt, and he screamed in pain, and his feet slipped back and pulled away.

"You kid is cheating!" Jax said angrily, normally speaking, people who dare to meet him with their knees are often half-paralyzed. But Jeno's knees seemed to be made of iron, and they hurt his feet.

"You know all kinds of weapons, but you don't know anything about your opponents." Jeno kicked his leg and started stretching on the spot.

"Really?" Jax did fall into a common sense misunderstanding just now, maybe he couldn't treat Jano as an ordinary person anymore: "Then show your weapons!" ”

"Weapons? I don't have a weapon. Jeno said frankly.

"You can only beat ordinary people with your bare hands, but you can't fight the void, and today I will teach you this truth!" Jax swung the torch again, and in his heart, he already regarded Jano as a martial artist who fought with his fists and feet.

The torch in his hand flashed left and right, like a sharp sword, dragging out a bright and dazzling fire. Jano blocked with both arms, keeping an eye out for Jax's legs, the sharp or blunt blows made him feel a little painful, and he had to turn on the crystal armor to cover his hands.

"I see." Jax finally knew why Jeno's knee was so hard.

A barrage of lightning sparked from everywhere, mixing sweeping slashes, lightning-fast stabs, and high-flying slashes...... They were all parried by Jeno, and in close combat, no weapon can be more agile than hands.

He quickly adapted to Jax's changeable pace of attacks and grabbed his torch, or lamppost, with one hand.

Jax tugged at the lamppost, but didn't move. Just listen to Jeno laugh and say:

"I guess it's over, Master of Weapons."