By the time the smoke cleared, I was the only one left standing. Well, after I lifted the old man up, it was two.

Yi walked out of the grass and let out a long sigh.

"Oh you're here again," I said. "What are you sighing for? I've saved this bad old man—"

"Huh?!" The old man said.

"It only takes a few days for my shoulder to heal. Woo," I said, touching the wound. "What displeased you again this time?"

It is easy to loosen the tie for the old man. "I'm not dissatisfied," he said. "I'm annoyed."

"What?"

"Because I don't like to admit that I'm wrong. You're impetuous, reckless, but you do it right. ”

I laughed.

"Fast and rough."

He patted me on the shoulder, which wasn't hurt.

"Fast and rough." He said

In the Enchanted Forest of Ionia, there is a Vastaya colony called the Si Maca. They are a group of cautious inhabitants who believe that life is a climb on the tree of wisdom, so they believe that when they die, they will turn to stone, return to the land, and start the climb of life again.

The youthful and vigorous Sora is an outlier among the thinking macaes, he is reckless and impulsive, clever and slippery, and always bored. For countless years, they had endured his pranks...... Until one day, he hurried to it, insisting that a giant elemental dragon was coming to burn down their jungle home.

But when the whole tribe began to flee, Sora was giggling. They realized that they had been fooled by Sora again, and their patience had finally reached the limit, so the Macaculate colony exiled him. For this matter, Sora himself thinks that there are advantages and disadvantages. He decided he was going to go outside looking for someone with a more sense of humor.

He basically lived by spoofing and deceiving, calling himself the "Monkey King", and often challenged humans to engage in duels or cunning games. He boasted of winning every battle - until he met a Noxian executioner in the interior of Zhiyun. The Noxians and their comrades chased the Monkey King all the way to the middle of nowhere, until he was hiding and nowhere to be found. It wasn't until the invaders had left the Newborn Lands once and for all that he reappeared.

As time passed, Sora saw the atrocities that Noxus had committed against his homeland.

He sets out to find the legendary martial arts master, the Wuji faction, only to find that their village has been razed to the ground. The only soul alive was a man sitting in the ruins, so Sora challenged him to a peaceful contest. With just one movement, the man stood up, knocked the Vastaya down, and then returned to his meditation.

Over the next few weeks, Sora returned again and again, determined to defeat the rigid man, but the Monkey King was always slightly inferior in his attack from behind, from above, or from below. Even if the Vastaya disturbed him with a ridiculous joke, the warrior could still sense an attack from the void at any moment. Even when Sora mixed his tea with fainting spirits, he could quietly refuse to drink it.

In the end, the Monkey King knelt down in front of the man and prayed to learn his martial arts. Sora wants to be the most powerful warrior, but he also wants to achieve greater things, but he doesn't know how to describe it in words.

The man saw the humility of the void, and he knew that this Vastaya was ready. He reported his name, Yi, the last master of Wuji. He also agreed to teach the truth of self-denial and patience to the void. He can help Sora transform recklessness and impulsiveness into swift and unexpected moves that take his life.

The two have gained each other's respect, but Yi has been reluctant to talk about his past and why he won't leave the ruins of the village. Kong Xiangyi made a proposal, and the two started a friendly exchange. If Sora wins, Yi will have to tell him why he doesn't fight anymore. If Yi wins, Sora will not be allowed to speak for the next four seasons.

Yi gladly accepted.

When Sora first came to Wuji, he passed by a field of smoke poppies, so he led Master over during this competition. Every time he attacked, the flowers around him exploded—until finally he thought he had caught the air in the shimmering dust and struck decisively, only to hit the bait made of straw. Sora seized the opportunity and grabbed Yi to the ground.

Finally, Yi told the truth. He and his fellow disciples went to the front to defend Ionia during the war, but they caused Noxus to vent their anger. He hated that he had killed everyone in the village, so he watched over the ruins in repentance.

Sora realized that this was what he was after. Although exiled by his own tribe, he still wanted to defend the Macacuse, as it was his long-term safe haven and the starting point of his quest for wisdom and enlightenment. Yi was proud of his students, and he also gained a new sense of purpose—he gave Empty an enchanted stick, crafted by the legendary craftsman Dolan, a symbol of honor that only the most illustrious disciples of the Infinite Way deserve.

From that day on, Sora had a new name, Goku.

Although the war is long over, the legacy of Noxus still devastates Ionia. The ancient forests have been carved out of the way, the self-appointed "tax collectors" have reached out to the honest people who have nothing, and the major festivals of revival have been declining year by year.

But the two great warriors, Wukong and Master Yi, are ready. They marched side by side, wandering far and wide in the land of the newborn, punishing the evil and promoting the good, and doing chivalrous deeds.

Goku is a clever ghost of the Vasaya tribe who uses his strength, agility, and wit to confuse his opponents and seize the opportunity. By chance, he met a swordsman and became a lifelong friend with him, who was known as Master Yi. Later, Wukong became the last disciple of the ancient martial arts school "Wuji". Now, Goku, who is enchanted with a long stick, aims to save Ionia from the fate of collapse.

The latent power of Runeterra was her innate bond, and the primordial magic condensed into orbs of magic in her hands. The Vastaya Ahri is obsessed with the emotions of playing with their prey, then devouring their vital spirits. Although Ahri is a natural predator, she always retains a sympathy for her prey, because every soul she devours is accompanied by their memories during their lifetime.

Originally abandoned in the perennial snow-covered woods of northern Ionia, Ahri knew nothing about her original family, leaving behind only a token: a pair of twin gems that could be put together and fit. She joined a group of icefield foxes on their morning hunt, and it didn't take long for them to accept her. Although no one has taught her the magic unique to her species, Ahri has learned to draw magic from the world around her with her instincts, creating lethal orbs that enhance her reflexes and make it easier to kill her prey. If her prey is close enough, she can even soothe the panicked fawn into a state of serenity, even if it is pierced into flesh by her sharp teeth.