"Ezreal, yes. His Majesty the Parliament has announced something that will shake the entire continent, what have you prepared today? ”

The mercenary underneath with a one-eye-blindfolded body and a hot body with a brown wavy shawl teased.

She was Samira, who had just sent Indali to recruitment, and listening to Ryan's speech had made her interested in what Ezreal was going to say.

She's naturally adventurous and adrenaline-packed, and it's a feeling that can't be stopped.

"Hahaha, this lady, of course I came prepared. Since I mentioned Zuan, does anyone know how many years there is there? Ezreal asked excitedly.

"About a thousand years ago, a small port called Zuan appeared, which is the prototype of what is now Zuan." A gentleman dressed as a gentleman is serious.

Judging by his attire, it can be seen that he was once Mrs. Piltworth.

Ezreal smiled and shook his head slightly:

"No, according to my new findings, Zuan is at least 3,000 years old."

"3000 years!"

The gentleman frowned and looked at Ezreal in surprise.

He didn't think it was nonsense, the other party had already proven his knowledge.

"Yes, after my investigation of historical clues, I found the predecessor of Zaun - Oshra Vazuan!"

"That's just a legend." The gentleman muttered.

"Sir, it's not a legend, it's not only real, it's still well preserved underground in Zu'an, and it's currently guarded by the Empire and Zu'an."

Ezreal watched as the appetites of the crowd below were raised, cleared his throat, and began to read the story of his solo adventures in a serious manner.

“......”

The story is half-true, and everything he encounters is true, but the solution is replaced by himself, and the solution has become the way Ryan designed for him.

I have to say that the cool moves and techniques that Mr. Parliament President thought of were very suitable for him Ezreal.

"Eventually, I escaped from the dead, just in time to meet Mr. Ryan. I knew that Noxus was capable of protecting it, so I told him the secret, and that's why I'm here today. ”

"What you said is so powerful, why don't you show it, let's have a competition?"

Listening to Ezreal's one-man show, Samira felt a little itchy in her heart, and raised her tattooed arm and said loudly.

Here it comes!

As soon as Ezreal was in good spirits, he knew!

In the territory of Noxus, how can there be no martial arts.

With a smile on his face, he replied cheerfully:

"This lady, then let's have a competition, but there are still major discoveries to announce later, so how about we briefly compare. I see you're also a gunslinger, so let's see how accurate and powerful we are. ”

"Just what I want!"

Samira picked up her pistol and jumped onto the platform. The pistol swirled in her hand, and her face took on a hint of excitement:

"How to fight, shoot at each other?"

"No, no, no!"

Ezreal rejected Shamira's offer outright.

Just kidding, in a bloody battle, the weakest Noxians can beat him 10.

The Noxians who dared to come to power, who had not experienced hundreds of battles.

"Today is a festive day for the opening of the academy, and it is not appropriate to see blood. Let's use the props of the academy to demonstrate it to you. ”

He greeted one of Dravin's younger brothers, and the soldiers of the Trifali Warband pushed a machine to the stage.

The heavily armored machine was placed in the center, and in the face of the audience's puzzled gaze, Ezreal smiled:

"This is a test machine invented by Lady Oriana, a professor of mechanics at the Academy, who can rate attacks. For example...

"Ma'am, take a shot."

Bang!

A live round hit the iron armor in an instant, making a dull crashing sound.

"Attack Strength: Weak!"

The machine made a sound, a soft female voice with a bit of electronic sound, voiced by Orianna herself.

"It's an academy's mid-level test bot, so it may be a little more demanding on attacks."

Ezreal smiled, but was relieved inside.

He's steady!

At the very least, Samira's guns weren't fancy goods.

"Cut! Isn't it just a machine, look at me! ”

Samira's competitive spirit was instantly aroused, and she raised an eyebrow, and she pulled another pistol from her waist.

With a dodge, she burst into the mechanical dummy.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Frequent barrage sounds, and Samira dances around the mechanical dummy like a ghost, her twin guns firing bullets at the dummy.

Bite! Bite! Bite!

Bullet casings frequently fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and the sound of gunfire was incessant.

Ezreal saw that when one bullet missed, the other would shoot more frequently, and Samira would change the magazine in less than a second.

In a matter of seconds, several magazines poured out, and an empty magazine fell from the ground.

It was hard for him to imagine how Samira could hide so many magazines with her hot dress.

Immediately afterward, Samira withdrew her spears in the blink of an eye and drew the broadsword behind her.

"Drink!"

She shouted angrily, leaped into the air, and slashed down with her broadsword.

The blade slammed into the mechanical dummy's iron armor with a loud explosion.

Seeing her such a fierce scene, Ezreal was secretly frightened, glad that he didn't have a fight with the other party.

If he didn't get away from it if he wasn't familiar with the moves, he would have been beaten into a sieve and cut in half in a second.

"Attack Strength: Upper-Medium!"

A well-timed mechanical sound came out, and Samira finally scored a good result.

She thrust the knife back behind her back and stepped aside with her arms crossed, giving Ezreal a defiant look.

"It's so strong!" Ezreal said from the bottom of his heart.

The audience below also let out a thunderous cheer.

The display of martial arts is their favorite thing.

"It's your turn!"

Shamira was clearly in a good mood and whistled at Ezreal.

"Look at me!"

Ezreal raised an eyebrow and smiled confidently, standing ten meters away from the mechanical dummy.

He jumped high and let out a loud shout, the arm guards in his hands glowing with a dazzling yellow light.

Swish!

A golden arc of arcane light shot out, hanging straight towards the dummy.

Rumble!

The beam hit the dummy with a collision that was louder than the previous slash, and not only that, but it also pierced through the dummy, and even made a hole in the ground.

This attack, the onlookers were a little sluggish.

They had always thought Ezreal was a scholar, and though they had just heard of his adventures, they should have a good time.

But now, they couldn't help but redefine Ezreal in their hearts, and they looked at him with a lot of respect.

"Attack Strength: Upper-Medium!"

This time it was the same intensity as Samira, but everyone thought Ezreal was superior.

After all, one is full output, and the other is not only piercing damage, but also looks more relaxed.

"This stuff is interesting."

Dravin, who had been standing with a doorman, touched his mustache with a look of eagerness on his face.

"Hahaha, Brother Delevingne, are you going to try?" Ezreal laughed.

The more people who try, the more people will become his stepping stones.

The attack strength of the medium to upper has reached the level of an ordinary hero.

It doesn't matter if he can concentrate his attacks to make a stronger attack, at least he is piercing damage, even if he is slightly better at the same level.

He's Ezreal! Steady!