"You...... What did you say? He Luo looked at the old man crying with tears on his face in his arms, and felt that this picture was really a bit inconsistent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 He could only gently pat the old man on the back, and then motioned for Poseidon to pull him back into his seat.

"Forgive me, I've been here for a long time, and when I finally see you and see our hope, I'm excited." Perio wiped his face, except for the tears on his face, but returned to his previous natural demeanor.

"The old story goes back many years ago, about before I was born, when the War College was still in its infancy, and the Three Masters of the War College, Tedamir, and Sivir had not yet come to Tiamat, and at that time the War College was not the so-called supreme adjudicating body, but just a place for scholars who had fled from various powers. Scholars in exile store their knowledge and financial resources in the form of academies, hoping to continue their influence on the world through education and inheritance. ”

Perio whispered history, and the legend came alive in his mouth.

"At that time, Tedamir was still fighting against the wild tribes on the ice field, Master Yi was still training his disciples in Ionia, and Sivir was still helping Noxus to slaughter and wreak havoc, but in the War Academy, there was a man who established a school, and unlike the rest of the exiles, he did not see the academy as a tool for wealth or fame, but in his eyes, the academy was the way to settle all disputes in this world."

"That's right, he established the Sitara Academy of Magic, and the method of using the arena to settle disputes was also the prototype he proposed. At the time of the establishment of Sitara, I didn't know where the Shadow of Killing, the Blade, the Holy Trinity, and so on were. When Perio said this, his face seemed to be filled with the glory of the past.

"And then, is it gone?" He Luo asked.

"Decline? Not really! For a long time to come, even if the three heroes of war all came to Tiamat, even if those four colleges were established, our Sitara Academy would still be in first place! Shadow Killing, Blade They have indeed cultivated some heroes of extraordinary masters and even the strongest kings, but in front of us, they are nothing! ”

"Dean." Poseidon's expression became a little unnatural at this point, and he whispered, "Are you sure you want to tell him now?" ”

"Don't talk about that, Poseidon, he's our hope!" Perio glared at Poseidon, and looked at He Luo with a kind face, "Anyway, at that time, when Master Yi was acting as a mentor in our academy, there was one of our students, he was very powerful, not to mention the blade, killing shadow these academies, even if all the academies of the War Academy combined, including all races, there was no one who could fight like him and was as talented as him." ”

"Really?" This time, it was Gawain who raised the question, "When we were investigating, we had never heard of Sitara's former glory. And if there is another student who is so gifted, then how can he not be famous? Isn't the rank high? ”

"Hmph. Dan? He should be the fastest hero in history to be promoted to the strongest king, even in the rank of the strongest king, he is the one who can fight the most! Perio snorted coldly, "But...... An incident many years ago, the end result was that all the information about that man was sealed, and along with it, the glory that belonged to our Sitara Academy. ”

"What does that have to do with him?" Alex was a little confused.

"When Master Yi left, he told me that one day, someone will come to save us Sitara, and now it seems that it will be you."

"Why me?" Although He Luo probably guessed that the genius of the year was Sun Wukong. And as his only heir, the task of saving Sitara also fell on him by accident. But why did this old man know?

"Ahem. Aren't you a genius to know the arena like this without reading the code......"

"Actually, the main reason is that we have not had students in Sitara for several years." Poseidon broke through the sky with one word, it seems that the so-called fate is fake, but He Luo looks the most promising.

"So what am I going to do?" He Luo doesn't care so much, if this academy really has so many connections with Master Yi and Sun Wukong as the old man said, he will do his best no matter what.

"Well...... Poseidon replied in place of Perio, "we can't afford to fail again in this year's Majoris Secret Skill Competition. Although we have found the students and will not be eliminated by the outright abstention, but ......"

"It's a bad feeling to be discriminated against by those guys every year."

"Mayoris Mystic Contest?"

"You don't think all the house rankings are out of thin air, do you? The results of the annual arcane arts competition will affect the ranking of the academy, and this year it is up to you. ”

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As a famous academy to which humans belong, the Academy of Swordsmanship and Flower Magic takes an extremely gorgeous route in Eden. In the best area, dozens of white crystal buildings are connected, and everyone who passes by the door will look at the academy with envy. Because they all know that the dean of this academy is now a well-known strongest king, and in the War Academy, it is rare to find an academy with the strongest king.

Inside the Academy of Swordsmanship and Flowers, in the gazebo behind a real marble stone bridge, Flamenco and Turic saw the back of a glamorous lady.

Though she was dressed in a splendid robe, though her figure was delicate, and though her face was as delicate as a carved angel, the first glance at this noble lady was as if she had seen a sharp sword.

She had short, blood-red hair, thin eyebrows, and a faint disdain in her sea-blue eyes. She hadn't spoken, but both Flamenco and Turridge felt a tremendous pressure, as if two invisible walls were squeezing him in the air, and he could feel a faint tingling in his lungs with every breath.

But it's all worth it. Both Flamenco and Turic had the same expressions at this time, as if they had been cast by a magician. And their fanaticism is justified, because of this noble lady, her name is Fiona. Laurent.

For the entire Runeterra land, her other name is perhaps even louder - the unequaled sword queen, Fiona.

"You were introduced by that kid from Garba?" Fiona glanced at the two teenagers indifferently, seeming a little displeased.

"Yes...... Yes. We are the cronies of the Legion Commander. Flamenco replied carefully, and he only said a word, but felt his entire back soaked.

"Although I don't have anything to do with Demacia anymore, this kid Garba used to be nice to me, and I owe him a favor. So you are in my academy, and I will make sure that you are treated with the best and the most rigorous training. Fiona snorted and continued, "You know, I'm not helping Demacia, I'm here for the future of the human race. You have to remember that! ”

Flamenco knew that his best attitude at this point was silence. He didn't know why one of Demacia's pride, Lord Fiona, who was born in a famous family in Demacia, was hostile to Demacia at the moment, but he knew that as long as Fiona was willing to take care of them, it was enough. That's what Tiger asked for when Flamenco left, to build the big tree of Fiona in the War College, and then to grow the wolf of the Senate.

"Not bad." After a long silence, Fiona suddenly said this.

"Both of you are talented, and what's more interesting is that perseverance is good. I'll take care of the two of you, and let you two take the lead in this year's Secret Arts Conference. ”

Hearing Fiona's words, Flamenco and Turridge hurriedly nodded. Although they didn't know what the arcane conference meant, Fiona's slightly softened expression as they left seemed to have succeeded in getting in touch with Valoran's most famous martial artist.