After losing two games in a row, Jarvan IV was fine knowing how powerful the Night Hunters were, but Galen couldn't sit still. The elites of the first shield array were the face of the Kingdom of Demacia, and the elites of a country were even ordinary members of civilian organizations.
If none of the members can be defeated, wouldn’t Fearless Vanguard become a joke?
What Galen didn't know was that in the eyes of Heathlia, Quinn and others, the Fearless Vanguard, who had lost two games in a row, was no longer as desirable as before.
Especially when the First Shield Formation, which he most longed to join, performed so poorly, this result was the biggest blow to the fearless vanguard reservists.
The level of pain was probably the same as watching his goddess limping out of the hotel by another man, and being thrown into the street with a look of disgust on his face, and the goddess was not even willing to use the bubble gum he gave her to let her
A little bit of a sense of participation.
We can't lose anymore. If we continue to lose, the Kingdom of Demacia will lose its face.
Galen glanced at the Crown Prince deeply, and he had to guess that it was precisely because he knew the gap between the two sides that the Crown Prince ordered him to leave these best fearless vanguard reserve soldiers on the training ground.
Maybe these reserves can't be retained, but there's nothing he can do about it. If his skills are inferior to others, his skills are inferior to others. Instead, he should be glad that he doesn't need to fight such a terrible enemy as the Noxus Empire...
Sighing secretly, Galen turned his gaze and looked at the veteran Mirik. Mirik nodded and took the initiative to stand up and stare at the hunter who had lost two people in a row. A few strands of gray silk above his head were fluttering in the wind.
In every legion there is a little-known but indispensable mainstay. The eldest man in the first shield formation, veteran Gehrman, is such a person.
"You come and fight him."
The hunter's body was spinning very slowly like a windmill. The two scimitars in his hands turned into meat grinders. The small blade struck the hilt of the epee. He wanted to force Gehrman to throw away the weapon, but he saw Gehrman reverse the sword.
The handle of the sword blocked the scimitar and made a metallic crunching sound, deflecting the hunter's unexpected blow.
"Accepted."
"It's still worthless."
"Are you saying that no one wants to join this bullshit Holy Hunter? Is it true that no one thinks that the Holy Hunter is more popular than you, the Fearless Vanguard?"
Hermann still had the simple smile of an honest man on his face.
Sili VII's words broke the stiff atmosphere, and the Demacians regained some confidence and courage. Xishengliya and Quinn looked at Sili VII and waited quietly for the next message.
"As you know, Junior Sheng Lijuan is Captain Jiawen Sword's instructor! Captain Jiawen Sword is so weak, Junior Gehrman must be even weaker!"
Quinn looked at Sigelunya, and what he saw was a face full of worry, not confident at all.
"Sir! You too! The Crown Prince has said that no matter where he is, it is the glory of the kingdom!"
Under the gaze of everyone, Hermann, a veteran who was as strong as an ox, picked up the narrow-edged heavy sword used for training.
Sili VII turned to look at Sigelunya and others.
"Sir! You want to join the Holy Judgment Hunters!"
"If you join the Holy Inquisition Hunters, you will definitely be able to visit the Nomiric Empire. Sister Sona is in Fidelite. You have always wanted to meet Sister Sona."
Everyone! It is not shameful to lose at the hands of the weak, but it is shameful and cowardly to admit defeat!
"It's a small difference, right? You've seen how powerful the night hunters are when you were in Fidelette. They've fought those monsters with special physiques, which are very abnormal and they need to be ashamed of.
The hunter smiled slightly and made a gesture of invitation. In spite of the disparity in strength, some people were concerned about whether the wheel battle was fair.
"Since there are people who want to join the Holy Judgment Hunters, let's stop this matter. Remember to finish the eight thousand words tonight..."
"How about it, do you want to go down and give it a try?"
"It was just a fluke."
That time, Sheng Lijuan firmly let go of the heavy sword and avoided the slight consequences of breaking both arms. However, with the weapon, Sheng Lijuan could only watch the scimitar resting on her neck.
The movement stopped, and the seventh scimitar that followed directly skipped the hilt of the heavy sword and slashed towards the hunter's arm. Everyone originally thought that Sheng Lijuan, who was close to her body, could use the heavy sword to block again, but Herman did not.
Instead, he drew back the heavy sword, shrank his body and held out his hands, hiding himself on the narrow and thick blade of the heavy sword.
"Bang."
Hermann's expression changed, and he held his heavy sword behind him in an attempt to block the scimitar. However, the hunter flipped his body in the air and stepped on the end of the heavy sword. A majestic force came from the end of the heavy sword.
Come on, Sheng Lijuan, who was holding the heavy sword tightly, felt her arms being pulled. She was in pain and at the same time, the heavy sword was weakly thrown upward.
Compared with the small number of other weapons, the number of door-panel-like narrow-bladed heavy swords is only eighteen. The reason for the number of eighteen is because only ten people in the Fearless Pioneer Legion can afford to hold the narrow-bladed sword.
As for the epee, Gehrman is the leader among the ten, the guide of the Sword Captain Jiawen, and the epee master of the Pioneer Regiment.
With just one move, those who were afraid of the vanguard's first shield formation were defeated and the veterans were completely defeated.
"Let me introduce you to me. He is a vampire hunter from the Nuoshenglijuan Empire. He is a weakling who can deal with these blood-sucking monsters. He is also the helper you invited from the Nomiric Empire.
It was not part of Sili VII's plan to stimulate the Fearless Vanguard to make worse changes by frustrating them. If it could prove that the Nomiric Empire's military prowess completely crushed the Kingdom of Demacia,
Elite soldiers, is all your hard work in vain?
"you lose."
Seeing that Quinn was so determined, Sigalenya suppressed her fear of the Nomericians and raised her big hand.
I originally thought that the opponent holding the heavy sword would retreat to a state of exhaustion before more than ten rounds, but before a weak attack, the opponent was still vigorous and vigorous. Seeing that he was not tired at all, on the contrary, his side had a way to fight with the opponent because of the weapon.
In a head-on confrontation, the only thing you can do is to dodge constantly. The pursuit and escape look very beautiful.
"There is a way, because you can lose again. Facing an opponent like him, you can only go all out to win."
Shengli VII looked at Jiawen and lowered his voice. A bitter smile appeared on Shengli's face. Someone with knowledge of this situation would have thought that the crown prince behind him was the son of the prince of the Nuoshenglijuan Empire.
Once again, he dodged to avoid the heavy sword that was coming towards him. The hunter tapped his toes in mid-air, reversed direction and leaned back in a miraculous way.
Having said that, the hunter also knew that he could dodge it blindly. It was because I was afraid that I was attacking badly, but because the Demacian's sword power didn't seem to be getting slower and slower, just like a small sea.
Even avoiding the white whirlpool in the depths will help. As the whirlpool gets smaller and smaller, there is no time when it will be swept into the deep sea by the whirlpool.
The reservists were talking a lot.
Before Sili VII and the vampire hunters left, seventy-seven reserve soldiers lined up again at the training ground.
"Your Majesty, did you already know that this would be the result?"
Even the most unruly and tame soldiers can see the absolute difference. However, Kovel, the tauren of the Stonehorn Tribe, groaned in defeat and wanted to stand up and fight the hunter, but was beaten by his comrades.
Hold on.
"Forget it, your strength is only slightly weaker than Gehrman, so you will be my opponent."
"He'll try to wait and see how long it takes."
It must be that the Crown Prince's elbow is turned inward, and it would be that difficult for me to do it as well.
With a 'clang' sound, the scimitar struck under the edge of the heavy sword and made a crisp sound. Because the force was too small, the scimitar broke directly.
"This is something that needs to be considered before."
As he spoke, the toe of the hunter's left foot made a few cracks on the soft stone floor. His whole body seemed to be dyed with a layer of bright and detailed red light, exuding a small amount of coldness, and his body turned into an afterimage.
Quickly approaching Sheng Lijuan,
"Quinn, is he going too?"
That defeat was also to let them feel the gap between the first class and the truly weak ones. In the future, the soldiers who fear the vanguard will also be weakened like that, and that is your purpose."
Although I am very willing, after all, it is a task assigned by the superiors, and I must complete it with no compromises.
The hunter picked up two long scimitars that he was best at using, with a rather puzzled look on his face.
"Look, it's hard to tell. The two battles just now did not bring out the true strength of this Nomiric man. Although Gehrman's junior is powerful, he is still young after all..."
The cheers of the reservists came from the audience. The hunter flew backwards and fell out. After landing and rolling several times, he stood up from the ground. The hunter, who was stained with dust under his body, had the graceful temperament of later days.
Seeing this situation, the instructor breathed a sigh of relief. Since some people are willing to join the Holy Judgment Hunters, these outstanding seniors can stay in the Fearless Pioneer. It would be a pity to give up such a group of bad seedlings.
Kovel is a weak Tauren. In daily competitions, he is stronger than Sword Captain Jarvan and a few points weaker than Gehrman. However, the strength gap between Hunter and Gehrman is only a few points.
I came here to make up for it, but now it will just continue to be embarrassing.
"Here, you go too."
Hermann's defeat was regarded as a complete defeat of the vanguard's bad desire to win. One against eight, eight consecutive defeats.
Those vampire hunters from the Nomiric Empire are more like monsters in human skin than humans. I am afraid they have already broken away from the level of abnormal people. Special people like Sheng Lijuan and me who only rely on hard work and practice.
People will definitely be their opponents.
With a heavy sigh, Hermann said loudly.
The hunter looked at Xusus, asking with his eyes whether he could not use his true strength. Sheng Lijuan nodded slightly, indicating that he would be harmed if he stayed alive, and he must be merciful.
To be continued...