No one who can become a high-ranking officer of Demacia or Noxus and above is a useless waste, under the influence of Phyllis's mental magic, the senior officer still saw three vague shadows next to the crowd, the soldiers didn't notice what was happening around them at all, in their opinion, the officer just rushed to the side with an amazing momentum, and at the same time swung a sword at the air, and when he swung this sword, the soldiers seemed to notice the appearance of a figure in that position, this shadow was fleeting, Is that what the officer is fighting against? They guessed correctly, but with their strength, it was impossible to see what was going on, so they could only stand there and watch.

That man found out!

When he walked into this base, Clarence immediately noticed that this guy standing in the crowd didn't want to be an idle person, under his instructions, Phyllis has been monitoring and strengthening her mental interference, but just like the previous member of the radiance, his magic resistance and toughness are also amazingly high, before they go too far, the chill brought by the killing intent can't help but send chills down Phyllis's spine, but the only problem is that Phyllis is not good at fighting, when encountering this kind of head-on conflict, She didn't even have the strength to fight back, she could only watch the other side attack her.

Wow -

If it was just her, it might be true, but obviously, the two people standing next to him would never let this happen, the speed of the officer is indeed very [a] [this read] novel xstxt is fast, but it still takes some time to rush here from where he stood before, in the confrontation of masters, a short moment often determines the victory or defeat, just as the officer rushed to Phyllis and swept out of the gap of a sword, Mussel pulled Phyllis aside, although it was a bit rude, But in the battlefield this is nothing at all, but after protecting her, Mussel himself became the target standing at the forefront, just at the moment when the blade was about to sweep him, he suddenly dodged this blow with an almost right-angled lower waist against the blade, the officer's blow can be said to have used all his strength, so that after the move, he could not quickly retract the move, taking advantage of this opportunity, Mussel stood up like a spring, and punched the officer in the chest-

"Naive."

Mussel was deceived, the officer's movements seemed to be wide open, but in fact he was just pretending to exert all his strength, and at the moment when he punched, the officer turned his fingers to instantly change the big sword from a front hand to a backhand, and at the same time reflexively swung like a scythe to harvest him.

Dangerous! …… The powerful reaction speed once again saved Mussel, and in the face of an opponent with a high skill, he crouched down almost completely out of reflex to dodge the blow, seeing that his attack did not work, and the officer did not hesitate, he quickly jumped back to distance himself from the opponent, stabilized his breath, and then stepped forward to attack again.

There is nothing wrong with being strong, but when an assassin loses the friend of the "raid", they will be completely at a disadvantage when facing a strong warrior head-on, without the mental pressure caused by the sudden attack, it is difficult for the opponent to show flaws, and at this moment, the moves and habits are mainly based on attacking the enemy's vital parts, and they do not have many opportunities when facing an opponent who is both offensive and defensive.

The two have fought for more than a dozen rounds, and none of them have the upper hand, at the signal of Clarence, Phyllis stopped mental interference, Mussel wanted to launch a surprise attack on the officer many times, but the opponent's flawless offensive and defensive conversion made him have to find another opportunity, the officer's attack also did not work, whenever his blade seemed to be about to hit, the opponent could always dodge with a flexible body against the blade, no matter how close he was, as long as he could not hit the opponent, such an attack was meaningless, The officer's breath became a little faster, and there were two people on the other side who didn't make a move, he didn't want such a situation to occur in the base he was responsible for, not to mention that there were so many soldiers standing around, if he let this guy play himself like this, how could he manage his subordinates? In any case, we have to solve these few people......

With this in mind, the officer launched a new round of attacks, although he didn't know why, but in his opinion, the opponent's movements with the short sword were not so smooth, and every time he attacked, his movements would appear a little stiff, wasn't this his usual weapon? The officer had noticed this before, but it was only because of the opponent's dexterity that he did not choose to use it as a breakthrough point, but if he wanted to break the deadlock, he had to take some necessary risks.

This time, the officer's attack no longer carried any caution, it was a strong attack in the true sense of the word, he was like a beast, just trying to slash the big sword on the opponent's body, and he didn't care how many flaws he exposed, although each powerful slash would force Musel to keep a certain distance from him, but it also made him have to take a step forward after each swing to maintain his balance.

Such a reckless attack may be of some use to the new recruits, but it is a bit stupid for Mussel, who noticed that the opponent's breath was not as smooth as before, and this was the best proof that he was already a little flustered, and he dodged the attack that did not pose much of a threat, while waiting for his opportunity, once he ran out of energy, it was his best chance.

Click-

After swinging at least a dozen swords in a row, the officer who had consumed too much physical strength finally showed his fatigue, and after swinging a sword, he was a little out of balance, he took a few steps forward one after another, and slammed the big sword in his hand into the ground before barely standing, his breathing had become a little heavy, and he completely lost the stability just now, this is this opportunity! Musel didn't hesitate, he still had good physical strength, he kicked forward violently, the officer tried to swing his sword to block him, but his movements were not as fast as before, and when Musel rushed in front of him, his sword hadn't even been raised-

Opportunity!

The same voice sounded in the minds of the two at the same time, and as with the previous judgment, when Mussel's short sword was aimed at the officer, his wrist moved very unnaturally, and this was the officer's biggest chip in this gamble, when the opponent's short sword was only an arm's length away from him, he decisively let go of the sword in his hand, and with a wave of his backhand, he met it with his wrist head-on, stabbing with a bang, the blade of the short sword undoubtedly cut his clothes, but under this cloth, the silver-white gauntlet blocked the attack of the short sword, If it were replaced by the arm blade that Mussel used, it would have been a no-brainer to pierce this level of gauntlet, but when using the less customary short sword, this became a problem, and the officer's backhand blow was successful, and the short sword in Mussel's hand was directly knocked away, and the opponent's fist was aimed at his face.

"I won."

When the soldiers present saw the scene in front of them, the whole base was silent, and the officer's fist had almost hit the strange man's face, but he chose to stop, the reason was very simple, although he was knocked with a short sword, but in his other hand at some point there was an extra dagger, and this dagger was against the officer's throat, the officer did not guess wrong, for Musser, the dagger or the short sword is not as easy as the arm, but he has long been accustomed to dual-wielding weapons, and there is nothing wrong with it, From the very beginning, Mussel deliberately hid this, and it turned out that he was not wrong in his choice.

"I'm not wrong that you won, but it doesn't make sense, don't think you can control this place, we ......"

"Hey friend, did you get something wrong?"

Mussel withdrew the dagger against the officer, and in the other party's puzzled gaze, he just shrugged his shoulders: "We never wanted to take control of this place or do anything like that, but since you are willing to admit that you lost to me, can you do a favor and invite the Supreme Commander here to come out for a chat?" “

"Do you have anything to do with me?"

After making such a big fuss here, it was impossible even if he didn't want to be alarmed, and as soon as Mussel finished speaking, a man suddenly appeared behind him and gently pressed his shoulder.

This man looks to be in his fifties, with a knife wound on his resolute face, he is not wearing any armor, and his muscular figure is no less than that of any young man, Mussel is not unaware of his presence, but when he noticed it, he was almost behind him, and there was an amazing sense of oppression, and ordinary people were probably frightened by such a momentum, but for Mussel, after seeing Burnham who had really entered the state of a general, this momentum was not even pressure: " I'm sorry, Your Excellency, I'm just an entourage, and my commander will explain to you about these events and explanations. “

"Good evening, Your Excellency Brody, it is really helpless to make a surprise visit without notice, and I ask for your forgiveness for the offense."

The appearance of every Demacia general, Clarence firmly remembers, the general named Brody in front of him is a veteran, his actual age is more than seventy years old, but because of the large amount of coagulation magic accumulated in his body, his physical state is still quite young, most of the Demacia generals who are close to his grade have ignored the military and politics, but he is still arranged at the forefront of the fight against Noxus, under his command, many young Noxian generals have suffered losses in the fight against him.

"These polite words are gone, now can you prove your identity?" Although Brody's tone was calm, there was an irresistible majesty in it, and he looked at the three people in front of him and asked expressionlessly.

"Here, Your Excellency." Clarence still just pulled up his sleeves and didn't say a word.