The training ground of the Assassin Department has changed dramatically. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The wooden figures that used to line up in rows have now been replaced by a variety of new instruments. Some have been replaced with a pitch-black iron pillar, which is specially used by those freshmen whose talent skills are thunder. Each of their thunderbolts will be drawn to the iron pillar, and the strength of each thunder will also be recorded on the iron pillar; Some were replaced by rows of heavy armor, and those who cultivated with war zeal needed to pierce layer after layer of heavy armor with daggers; In other places, the magicians of Demacia have set up spell fields, and those skills are used for shields and healing freshmen, and they are attacked by some miniature spells in the field and then tested.

There was only one corner of the training ground, where only a wooden man was left. There is no doubt that the brand-new, motionless wooden man is the wooden man of He Luo. And when everyone else started to carry out the third and even fourth stage of talent training, He Luo was still monotonously stabbing those little red dots again and again.

"Is it a little faster?" He Luo looked at the hourglass used for timing on the side, this time the full set of stabs was down, and he had squeezed into the two-minute mark. Compared to my first day, this is already an astonishing improvement. But for others, it's still a joke. Because except for He Luo, the slowest freshman, his set only takes thirty seconds.

"Let's do it again." He Luo shook the beads of sweat on his head and prepared to train again.

The noisy training ground suddenly fell silent at this moment, He Luo held his breath, thinking that this was the result of his full concentration, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw one figure after another gathering over.

"How?" He Luo turned around and saw that the freshmen who were supposed to be training had gathered around, some of them were smiling, and some of them were frightened.

Suddenly, the crowd of onlookers dispersed, and a figure appeared in front of He Luo.

He was clad in intimate brass armor, his arms were wrapped in chains, and his heavy helmet was covered by a large bronze nose that obscured most of his face.

The most impressive thing is his eyes and teeth. It was a pair of bright red eyes, like a predatory beast. His jagged teeth were dirty, and a few traces of blood could be seen when he grinned.

"I am Tris, I am a descendant of the god of war, I am a bastard of hungry wolves and jackals, I am a member of the wolves of the Senate, I challenge you, under the light of Demacia, He Luo, accept my challenge!"

"Who are you, why should I accept your challenge?" He Luo instinctively took two steps back, and he felt that the bloody breath in his mouth was about to vomit on his face from this jackal-like guy.

The shadow-like mentor appeared just right on the edge of the masses. He Luo saw him and hurriedly looked at him for help, only to see the mentor shake his head mysteriously.

"Isn't this resolute 30 points the establishment of a community? It seems that the rule is that the leader of the community cannot refuse a challenge from another community, right? ”

"Then he's miserable. This man named Tris is a madman, he is a freshman with one of the best warrior coefficients, and he has helped the wolves of the Senate to fight a lot in the past few days, and none of the opponents can still stand after the fight, he is simply a murder weapon! ”

"Look, they're about to start."

said that it was the beginning, but He Luo refused in his heart. Because it was obviously the opponent who rushed over with a spear and a round shield. And he could have fled without shame, but unfortunately, the masses in the rear suddenly blocked the retreat in unison, and he happened to be carrying a dagger for training.

However, Tris, who rushed towards He Luo, suddenly threw out the spear in his hand! Tris's arms were thick, like the giant claws of a beast. And he threw the spear very skillfully, half-bowed, concentrating all his strength on his right arm, and the spear followed the direction of his eyes, stabbing straight into He Luo's chest.

Just one hit.

This is one of the basic skills of the warrior system - spear throwing. Freshmen in the Warrior Department will be issued four regular javelins in addition to spears for melee combat. Before melee combat, they will use their javelins to perform a round of long-range strikes. But the most elite soldiers, they choose to throw spears for melee combat. Because the spear was heavier than the javelin, refined steel was able to pierce through the strong copper shield. As a result, the spears of these elite soldiers are often hit with a single hit, and the targets are all generals in the enemy camp.

A whining sound was heard through the air. It's like breaking a mountain.

The spear's momentum was steady, drawing a black trail in the air. It was like a poisonous snake that suddenly pounced on the enemy, and its sharp teeth were about to bite He Luo's body.

"Oh, he's going to be pierced!" The audience only had time to shout, and because of the distance, the spear instantly came to He Luo's chest.

Cold sweat burst out from He Luo's palm, but at the same time, there was a silver light.

Sprint.

Relying entirely on the instinctive guidance of the mind, He Luo pressed his chest as soon as possible, and the cool feeling instantly covered his whole body, and he immediately turned to the side. It was only a ten-thousandth of a moment, and his figure deviated from its original position. And the dagger in He Luo's hand, just like the one he was training, stabbed into the middle of the spear.

"He's blocked?" The audience didn't see it clearly, but they exclaimed again. Because Tris's figure had disappeared from the spot, and he was following the trajectory of the spear, rushing in front of He Luo's body.

It turned out that the spear thrown by Tris was just a false move. The real weapon of death is the shield in his hand.

At this moment, Tris's shield was held horizontally by him, and the sharp edge of the round shield was like a sharp blade, and it was slashing towards him.

"Going to die, going to die, going to die." He Luo was miserable, because the moment he stabbed the spear just now, the huge external force dislocated the hand holding the dagger, and the beads of sweat fell from his head because of the pain, and there was no way to do it when he looked at the edge of the round shield that was about to hit his chest.

The tough cowhide cuirass on He Luo's body was also cut a huge opening at this moment. He could even see the linen sleeves inside him through the opening in the breastplate, and the blood stains seeping out from under the linen sleeves.

"This is the beginning!" Triss chuckled, and then he erected the round shield again, slamming the shield into He Luo's body with the shield.

Can the already thin body withstand Tris's impact? Tris, who was as strong as a beast, knocked He Luo off his balance in this impact and fell to the ground fiercely.

"It's all coming to an end." Tiger was also standing in the distance, and this time he was going to witness the kid being taught a lesson. So when Tris charges, he knows what the next move is. Because he'd seen Tris do that too many times.

Terry is one of the bodyguards that Tiger's father arranged for him. This Tris has lived in the snowy fields of the Frozen Lands since he was a child. He foraged for food with hungry wolves and bears, and was later rescued by a team of Demacian expeditions. After being adopted by Captain Garba by chance, Tris's training was the most terrifying.

Tris's habitual method is that when the enemy falls to the ground, Tris will use the round shield as a short sword, and hit the enemy's head again and again, and when the head is smashed to the surface, he will use the blunt edge of the round shield to cut off the enemy's head.

He Luo, who lost his balance, fell to the ground, and Tris rolled over and rode on He Luo's body, Tris raised the round shield in his hand high, and was about to smash He Luo's head hard, smashing the black-haired and black-eyed boy into pulp.

"Oh, it's over." There was a sigh from every spectator, they didn't expect the battle to end so quickly. However, the Assassin Mentor, who didn't even know his name, continued to enjoy the battle with relish.

"Huh?"

He Luo's head was slammed down, but Tris cried out in surprise.

As hard as a rock, the round shield and the head of the flesh made a sound of gold and stone. There was a silver luster shield that wrapped He Luo's head, and the round shield that Tris wanted to smash down was actually bounced off by the shield.

"What's going on?" The audience was a little puzzled, but the smart guy suddenly laughed.

Probably happy to mock this would-be assassin boy, but everyone forgot about the talent of 30 points, as a tank, he is a peerless genius. And the shield just now is the skill talisman armor unique to the tank system.

"Hey, why don't you fight?" He Luo's heart was also secretly happy. The blow he thought he would be stoned to death just now only made him feel slightly dizzy, and it seemed that his training in the tank department every night had also paid off.

"Haha." Tris smiled happily. He likes to have a challenging opponent as much as he likes a prey that will resist. If it was just a single blow, he would find it too boring.

He Luo's gaze passed through the dagger, through the round shield, and saw Tris's bright red eyes and his ugly grin.

Triss slowly stood up, and he slowly took several steps back with his round shield.

"What is he going to do?" He Luo, who had just gotten up from the package, looked at Tris a little bewildered.

"Come on! I'm going to tear you apart! Tris roared as he gathered his energy, and then he swung his round shield and sprang out like a cheetah.

The shield waved into a halo in Tris's hand, and the vibration of the air infected everyone, and the sound of the wind bursting made people think that a tsunami was coming.

"Bang. Bang. Bang bang ......"

"That man is a madman, and he treats life like a toy. Those who have no fear of life are invincible. "The first place in the assassin department today, the guy who also joined the wolf of the senate, said lightly.

Every heavy blow hit He Luo's body, He Luo was constantly repulsed, and the expression on his face became more and more painful, but it had not yet reached the unbearable state. He Luo gritted his teeth and persevered, although he was repulsed to the point that there was no way back.

Tris used his whole body as a weapon and smashed it He Luo's body. He also pulled out a short sword, and he used his round shield to open He Luo's dagger, followed by a stab.

He Luo's pupils contracted violently, and all his mind was on this short sword that was like lightning, and he was also rapidly retreating, but the speed of the short sword was too fast, and he had no choice!

Relying on instinct again, He Luo let go of the dagger in his hand and grabbed the short sword that Triss stabbed with both hands!

Both hands gripped the dagger tightly, and blood dripped down drop by drop.

Tris also let go of the round shield, and he clenched the short sword in both hands, pushing it little by little. And the purpose of the short sword is to pierce He Luo's body.

The two stood like sculptures, and the dagger became a bridge between them. Tris's eyes glowed red, and He Luo's hands were bloody. Knowing this moment, the audience realized that this is not just a challenge between clubs, but a real life-and-death contest!

Tris laughed wantonly, and the dagger approached He Luo's body little by little in his laughter. At this time, although He Luo was only injured in his hands, his face showed a sickly pale, sweat came out of his face, and he was on the verge of collapse. Even though his resolute talent was helping him regain some strength, Tris's momentum was sinking and swallowing He Luo's endurance little by little.

"Do you think that's the end of it?" Tris laughed and said, "When I plunge the dagger into your body, I'll pull out your organs and chew them little by little. Resolutely 30 points of genius? I'll eat your flesh raw! ”

He Luo was gritting his teeth and exerting the last bit of strength, but he couldn't open his mouth to respond to this crazy opponent.

"Oh, and there's. Your friend, Alex, will definitely join the Wolves of the Senate, don't worry......"

Tris sensed the joy of victory in advance, so he was disrupting his opponent with words and preparing to break through the opponent's last line of defense.

There was nothing wrong with such a strategy, and even when he said that he was going to eat He Luo's meat, Tris felt his opponent's hand tremble and could no longer stop him.

But.

His last sentence could not be finished. Because he didn't know what that girl's name really meant to He Luo.

Tris saw that in the depths of his opponent's eyes, which were as dark as night, suddenly a stream of gold was exploding!

The hands let go, and Tris's dagger stabbed straight into his opponent's body as he had imagined. Triss looked up again in confusion when he saw his short sword cut through the cowhide cuirass so easily, but this time, he saw hell!

The black-haired teenager pressed down on his chest with one hand, but with the other hand, he punched him head-on, smashing directly into the plate armor on Tris's chest.

He Luo used the little magic stored in his body at this moment, he once asked Sun Wukong what would happen if he used the sprinting release to speed up the attack, and this time, he was about to know the answer.

Plate armor made of fine iron mixed with Mithril shattered at this moment! Inch by inch, inch by inch!

The boy leaped up like a tiger and threw Triss to the ground, punching, kneeling, elbowing......

Every blow directly hurt Tris's flesh and made his soul tremble! He was spitting blood, both of his arms had been broken, his legs were broken, and all the armor on his body was torn apart like pieces of paper by the boy!

Ribs were broken, sharp bones hurt Tris's organs, every breath he took felt like he was being tortured, and the air poured in like a sharp blade, slicing everything inside him!

"Don't ......"

Tris, who has always despised life and treated life as a game, realized that he was wrong when he was dying. He is still obsessed with this world, and he is still afraid of death.

"That's ......" everyone present was stunned. They saw He Luo's counterattack. Tris, who had the upper hand and wanted to fight like a madman, was crushed by the devastation. And the attack of the black-haired teenager was even more shocking. There is no technique at all, and he completely ignores the damage of his opponent. He is destroying his opponent in the most brutal and bloody way. It's like a male lion who has been hungry for a long time, playing with an elk whose throat has been bitten off.

No one would doubt that the boy's last attack was to easily slice Tris's throat, thus truly ending the battle on the level of life.

But no one knew that for every point he hurt Tris, the pain and hurt he suffered was doubled. His fist was also broken, but he endured the pain of his heart and continued to swing his fist. His elbows, knees, and feet, He Luo used his body as a weapon, but this weapon was covered with scars and was on the verge of collapse.

Just as the final blow was about to be unleashed, He Luo fainted.