"Strength ......"

He Luo, who had returned to the secret room, muttered. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

From those materials and histories about Monkey King, he understood the meaning of betrayal and abandonment. And from Affleck's story, he understands what a person is willing to do for strength.

And now, in the days that are not long before the Secret Art Conference, He Luo is also determined to quickly improve his strength.

For He Luo, improving his strength now seems to be as simple as hanging up. In the Arena Simulator, the Black Iron Rank is a transitional rank. In this rank, you can choose to continue to participate in combat as a creep, or you can choose to become a hero and start experiencing real competition.

There are pros and cons to both options. As a creep, the hero who can be promoted to Black Iron has already figured out the routine in the competition of creeps, and the experience of being a creep is stable and simple. However, the disadvantage is that the minions have too little experience in winning the next game, which is a bit slow for later promotion. And being a hero is destined to be a difficult choice. Because there may not be two human functions to participate in at the beginning, even in the simulated competition, they will be targeted in various ways. In addition, the experience of becoming a hero is uncertain, and the experience of winning the next game will increase, but if you lose too much, the experience will decrease. So before they have figured it out, many of the safe Black Iron Heroes are actually still acting as minions in the arena.

But He Luo said in front of many people that he could be promoted to the fourth stage of Black Iron in one night. This is a kind of unwarranted bragging in the eyes of everyone. Even after being familiar with his partner and experiencing too many of his miracles, I feel that this is a shock.

Rookies like Flamenco Cruy are still struggling in the junior period, and their experience of 5 or 7 points is still far from the black iron period of 1000 experience; Black iron heroes like Green, although they have begun the hero competition, but every simulation has to give their all, but they are still struggling with ups and downs in the black iron rank.

One rank per night.

Even if Sun Wukong was recognized as arrogant by the Land of Runeteres, it was impossible to boast of such a Haikou.

But He Luo is very confident, and this is only based on one of his assumptions.

"Welcome to the Land of Athletics."

When the white light flashed, He Luo's vision gradually became clearer, and he appeared on a circular platform. There are two doors on the platform. He Luo knew that one of them would be the crystal space when he walked out, where he would become a small soldier. In the last few days, he'd been on the platform almost like crazy, mechanically walking through the door. He lost count of how many times.

And today, for the first time, he will step through another door.

Through that door, he will step into the mock arena as a hero.

Behind that door, there is a hero's road.

He Luo walked out of the door. He reappeared in the vast crystal space. But unlike ever, he was no longer surrounded by those minions and artillery carriages.

Rather, it's a huge sense of unreality and unreality.

For beside him stood Lux, Quinn, Galen, and the Prince.

These strongest kings stood inside the crystal with weapons in their hands, expressionless, waiting for the crystal to give the order to begin.

"For Demacia!"

Although He Luo knew that these heroes were all simulated, he still couldn't help but shout excitedly.

Sure enough, as he thought, these virtual heroes did not respond to He Luo. They then burst out of the crystal in the arena's loud opening sound.

Galen rushed to the top with his greatsword, Lux and the prince walked side by side to the middle, and Quinn deftly walked to the bottom.

He Luo took a deep breath, he carried a hunting knife, walked down the high stone steps, and walked into the deep and mysterious jungle.

Although it is a jungle in a simulated competitive place, it is a little scary in reality. The hot and humid weather made He Luo sweat unconsciously, the dense jungle covered the sky, the vast and blue sky was cut into pieces, the insects were crying, the beasts were roaring, walking on the difficult mountain road, a tense atmosphere was perfectly rendered.

"It should be right ahead, right?" He Luo muttered quietly, although the simulated arena felt extremely real, but it was just a kind of reality of the previous game map, and the general direction He Luo still did not go wrong.

"Damn—"

He Luo's exclamation was forcibly held back by him, he gasped, and then stood quietly in place, not daring to move any more steps.

Originally, he thought that more than ten steps away was just a strange hill. Like a rockery in a park, the hill seems to be made of broken bluestone, with old vines coiled in the crevices of the bluestone, and at the top of the mountain, a large cluster of shrubs dotted with flowers.

But it wasn't until he saw the hill move.

The ground began to tremble, and the pieces of green rock began to move, and then He Luo saw that under the cracks of the green rocks was not just old vines, but a brown mass of flesh that was agitated like a dragon. The shrubs on the top of the hill parted in unison, revealing a large red rock underneath. The rock was a dazzling red, like a piece of lava still tumbling in the lava.

But it's not scary.

The real horror is a pair of eyes.

A pair of red eyes, about the size of two Galen, were hidden behind the old vines, on the agitated mass of flesh.

And now these eyes are staring straight at He Luo.

"It's ...... Red Daddy? He Luo cursed secretly in his heart.

Red Daddy, also known as the Red Buff, is an important buff monster in League of Legends, also known as the Crimson Mark Tree Monster. When in the camp below, most jungler heroes will start with this monster.

"But...... I'm alone. ”

While saying this, He Luo quietly took out the hunting knife from behind his back. He distinctly felt the ground shake again, and he saw the dryad's claws.

It was as thick as the old roots of a banyan tree that formed a claw, and this claw slapped the ground, and the stone chips flew and the air waves were stacked, and He Luo saw two small crimson thorns hidden behind the claws for a moment.

He Luo was holding his spear as if he was holding his spear, and he held the hunting knife in his hand flat. Although this hunting knife is just an ordinary piece of equipment in the simulated arena, he is still patiently feeling the magical power contained in this hunting knife.

A silver glow flashed across the back of the hunting knife. Then He Luo felt the familiar feeling that he had not felt for a long time.

The momentum condensed at the tip of his sword, and small swirls seemed to appear in the air. At this moment, He Luo didn't have a gun in his hand, but his whole person was like a straight spear, piercing the space, freezing time, and stabbing towards the terrifying eyes of this hill.

"Whew!!!!!!!!!"

The mountain-like beast rolled over and leaped up. The whole canyon seems to have been lifted. Ho fell in the air and was struck by the giant claws of the Crimson Tree Monster. It was thrown like a cannonball at the towering rock face of the canyon.

He Luo was smashed into the weathered rock wall, the surface of the rock wall fell suddenly, and a pit was smashed out under his body, and almost half of the people were embedded in it.

Blood dripped down the corners of He Luo's mouth. He struggled to look up, and saw that one of the Crimson Dryads had been stabbed in one of his eyes, and it roared in pain and struggled wildly. However, judging from its violent movements, a blow comparable to a diamond-level skill did not bring it much damage.

The dryad roared again. Then two small crimson thorn monsters rushed towards He Luo. The shrunken crimson tree monster was very nimble, and its four small claws were deeply clasped into the rock wall, and it quickly approached He Luo like two released hounds.

The hunting knife fell from He Luo's hand. But fortunately, the end of the hunting knife was tied to He Luo's arm. He Luo struggled to loosen himself a little in the pit on the rock wall, almost gritting his teeth before he stretched out a hand from the pit.

As if he had crawled out of purgatory, He fell onto a protruding rock wall. Trembling and standing still, he looked at the two crimson thorns that were getting closer and closer.

He Luo took a deep breath, then let out a low roar, turned around and jumped off the rock wall, and fled quickly towards the bushes and grass in the distance.

P.S. was out on a business trip and finished yesterday's chapter