"Look. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Is that the newcomer?"

"It seems that Demacia also came to take refuge this time."

"It's so strong......"

In the training hall of swordsmanship and flowers, many students admired a back. Comparison is the nature of human beings, and this young man, who has not been in swordsmanship and flowers for a long time, has suddenly become the object of everyone's comparison.

Several members of the Wolves of the Senate stood respectfully on the periphery of the training ground, and they asked in a whisper as they waited for the drenched figure to come out of the simulator.

"Boss, how much experience?"

It wasn't Turic who appeared in front of everyone, the powerful thug of the Wolf of the Senate did not become the leader of the Wolf of the Senate. Flamenco, the guy who betrayed He Luo, but was given a heavy responsibility by Tiger, gave these members a cold look.

"Eight o'clock, that's the limit for today."

Training as a creep in a simulated arena can only earn 2 to 3 XP points. If you become a perfect creep, you will be able to gain 5 points. And Flamengo was able to gain 8 points of experience, which is the reason for everyone's envy, everyone thought that he was a supreme genius, but who would have thought that when he was still in Wuji, this young man of the assassin department was considered mediocre in qualifications, and his talent was only a little better than that assassin waste wood?

"You guy, why are you so strong?" Turridge walked from the other end of the training ground, he knew Flamengo better than anyone else, and the guy who shivered when he looked at himself in the maze was now a genius that he couldn't catch up with, and Turridge was as full of questions as everyone else.

"How many times are you going this time?" Sure enough, Flamenco smiled mysteriously and didn't answer Turic's question.

"5 o'clock. Looking at this speed, we have to speed up. Turic said.

"Yes, Lady Fiona told us that we all have to be heroes before the Arcane Conference. Time is pressing...... "Flamenco knows how much Mistress Fiona values them, not to mention the unconditional opening of the training ground that originally had restrictions on their use, and the fact that there are many old students who are dedicated to him and Turic, all in order to allow them to accumulate experience faster. ”

"This is the essence of magic for you today." An old student handed over two crystal bottles, the bottles were small, but they had a strange luster inside, the kind of potion made from a variety of rare magical materials, which had an amazing effect on replenishing energy and restoring energy.

Flamenco took the bottle and drank it down, then turned around and walked back to the training ground.

"I'm going to train a few more times today."

…………

"You've won."

Loud and high-pitched voices echoed at the very top of the canyon, and towering crystal towers collapsed one after another. The dust in the sky rose high above the base, and in the center of the base, the originally dazzling crystal core, was also shattered at the moment, and the crystals began to wither off one by one, and the red side failed. One by one, all the minions in the canyon began to disappear, and the blue minions raised their weapons aloft and began to celebrate the victory in the battle.

The original psychedelic light and shadow are gone. In a jungle-like training ground, a shadow stood up.

"Ogarth, you...... Have you become a hero? ”

A frightened voice came from behind him, and the guy called Ogarte turned around.

He stood on his feet and held a scimitar in both hands. His whole body was covered in inky black skin, but his eyes were sharp and eeriely fluorescent.

He's an orc, and he's a powerful leopard man. Orcs are inherently more powerful than other races, and the Leopard People are the best among them. The leopard's innate speed and strength make the leopard man a well-deserved king among the orcs.

Ogarte is a king of leopards. He is a freshman in the "Jungle Academy" where the orcs gather, and he is also a genius among this group of newcomers. He had mastered both skills in a very short period of time, and this time in the Arena, he had gained experience and advanced to become a Black Iron Level 5 hero.

"Hmph." Ogarte ignored the onlookers. He just carried his cutlass and disappeared to the edge of the training ground in a few jumps.

"He's only been training for a month, so he's become a hero?" Many orcs were amazed, knowing that being able to become a hero from a small soldier in half a year can already be counted as a genius. And only a little more than a month? That's a monster against the sky!

"In this year's Arcane Arts Conference, can we orcs take the first place from the hands of those mechanical beings and restore our former glory?" Many orcs naturally thought of this, knowing that orcs are bloodthirsty and worship the first, so they looked at the back that was about to disappear, and became a little more fanatical.

…………

Tiamat, Eden, McCanic College.

In a hall made of a mixture of mythril and obsidian, many black shadows stood motionless. It wasn't until a cylindrical robot rolled into the hall that the deathly silence was broken.

"Got information?" The metallic voice of the machine came from the shadows at the head. The little robot did not reply, but rolled to a wall, and a small metal window opened from the robot's head, and then light shot out from the small window, and sketches were projected onto the wall.

The black shadow seemed to be thinking, and it was a long time before the mechanical voice reappeared.

"Is this the orc?"

"Ogart the Leopard Man. The combat effectiveness is strong, and it is said that it only took a month to become a hero of the black iron level from a small soldier. The little robot's voice was a little immature, but it replied with a blank look.

"When's the news?"

"Today."

"It seems that the orcs are too rampant, such information is not confidential, it seems that they are deliberately leaking it out to let us know how powerful they are? It seems that these simple-minded orcs have also begun to evolve, and they now know how to use their influence. ”

"This is yodeler intelligence. These two yodelers are also heroes of the Black Iron level. As soon as the little robot finished speaking, several more projections appeared on the wall.

"What about humans?"

"Humanity is now in a stage of all-round backwardness. Kruid in Noxus is the closest hero to promotion, but still has a lot of experience to spare. ”

"And what about Demacia, the newcomers of Demacia have come to Eden, are they a threat?"

"Except for the two noteworthy ones in the sword technique and the flower, there is no threat to the rest."

The shadow was silent for a long time, and after a while, the shadow moved a little, and when he appeared in the light in the hall, he spoke.

"You pass all of this information to Dink. Although it is said that our mechanical life is invincible in the same rank, it also makes Dink prepare well. At least 50,000 new students were able to participate in this year's Secret Arts Conference. And all the information about potential threat actors, you have to pay attention to collecting. Tell Dink my orders, he must be promoted to the fourth level of Black Iron before the Arcane Convention. ”

"Got it, Lord Britz."

Under the light of the hall, the dark shadows of the previous speech gradually became clear. It was a huge yellow robot with huge fists and various pipes tied to the outside of its joints, and steam erupted from his joints, forming waves of air.

Suddenly, as if fuel had been injected into the wrong chamber, the robot suddenly coughed violently. A thunderous sound echoed through the hall, steam erupting from his body at high speeds and high speeds, his joints, the bolts on his body, and his pipes trembling violently, as if he were going to explode in the next moment.

Suddenly, the few robots standing still behind him moved quickly. One robot held up a trembling Britz, and the other stretched out a long mechanical arm to open the energy chamber in his center, then took out the blackened column fuel rods inside and replaced them with two new ones.

In this way, Britz gradually regained his composure. He returned to his previous position, once again submerging into the shadows where the light could not reach.

"Looks like time is running out. Am I really leaving? As soon as Britz said this, the lights in his eyes went out, and the steam robot Britz became a motionless mechanical statue in the hall as if it had been shut.

…………

This time, He Luo opened the simulation arena alone. He appeared in a line in the crystal space. He Luo took this experiment very seriously, because once that idea was verified, maybe everything would change.