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Chapter 600 Different Roads

"Violent wind...Breathless Slash——!!!"

With a loud shout, the storm gathered on the sword blade stirred up the world, carrying the violent wind and tornado and rushing straight forward.

There, a figure wrapped in the gray mist is looming,

But the next second, the figure disappeared, and the wind tornado, which was as thick as five people's arms, fell into the air.

At the same time, a faint tingling feeling came from Yasuo's right waist and ribs,

The gale warrior didn't even look, and just relied on his vague intuition to swing the unsheathed blade with his backhand.

"Keng——!"

There was a metallic sound as gold and iron collided,

Yasuo flew out upside down, spun sideways in mid-air, half-crouched and landed on the ground to stabilize his body.

When he looked at where he was just now, Julian's figure had disappeared again.

Only irregular light and shadows are left and slowly dissipate.

Although they are both people known for their speed, Yasuo and Julian have taken two completely different paths.

As the only descendant of wind-controlling swordsmanship in this world,

Yasuo was inherited from the oldest and most orthodox swordsmanship system in Yufeng Gym. He was carefully taught by the legendary master Elder Suma. He also practiced with his brothers all year round. In every move he made, there was a warrior and a rogue.

The most distinctive feature of the swordsman

Upright and bright.

That style is exactly the same as that of Riven, who has honed her sword skills from fighting on the battlefield. The fight between the two is like two masters dancing with swords, with both the wildness and unruliness when stirring up a storm, and the lightness and agility when wandering roundabouts.

It's pleasing to the eye.

But compared to Yasuo, Julian does not have as good conditions as him.

As a farmer from a small border town in Noxus,

Julian's swordsmanship enlightenment came from his father Isha, a retired officer who fought on the battlefield. But compared to Riven's swordsmanship, which combined with the strengths of Isha's magical swordsmanship, Julian's childhood was much different.

It is wandering in laziness and illness.

Later, he was fortunate enough to join the legendary Noxian assassin family Duke Kao through Catalina's introduction. Under Talon's guidance, he learned the orthodox assassin hunting methods, but it didn't take long for him to catch up.

He went to war and was sent to Demacia.

Perhaps if this incident hadn't happened, Julian's path would have been like Tyrone's, wandering the land of life and death with swords, killing with one strike.

But in Demacia, a country that apparently "forbids demons", he learned the secrets of the Laurent family's swordsmanship.

Under the influence of Laurent's swordsmanship and the general environment, Julian's swordsmanship is more inclined to gather power and make the opponent tired of his defense at an unparalleled speed compared to Yasuo, whose sword is always stained by the wind and howls like thunder.

Of course, although his swordsmanship has a strong shadow of Laurent, it is still not just a swordsmanship.

In fact, from the return of Demacia to the present one year after the start of the Ionian War, Julian has gradually found a path that suits him in the field of swordsmanship.

This path draws on the weirdness and simplicity of assassins, but still has the moves and routines of swordsmanship.

With the blessing of space magic, which is famous for its mystery and power, he has almost few opponents in recent years.

Compared to Yasuo, he is far superior in terms of strength, experience and experience.

Not to mention, Julian still has the weapon in his hand that was obtained from the Wuji Sword Master - the Spirit Wind Sword.

The long sword has spirit and is good at resisting the wind.

Even if the owner of this sword is not good at wind magic, it does not prevent this long sword from turning into an eagle fighting in the sky in the storm created by the wind sword technique, soaring in the sky with its sword owner.

Julian can feel that even though this spiritual sword has been repeatedly soaked with space magic by him, it still has a windy side at its core. This is not only a help to his strength, but also an obstacle to his path of swordsmanship.

This made him think of changing his weapon for the first time.

only----

Regardless of what that thought was, he definitely didn't have much time to think about it carefully at this time.

Laurent used his mind-eye sword skill, and Julian's figure turned into a gray shadow in the storm. Not only was his speed not hindered by the storm, but he hit faster and faster.

Making Yasuo increasingly unable to parry,

"Keng——!" There was another shocking explosion,

Yasuo and his sword were heavily repulsed.

Under the support of the storm, he still retreated a distance of more than ten meters and fell heavily to the ground.

"Pfft--" A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and when he saw that the place where his eyes were hit was scarlet, Yasuo knew that this was the most dangerous moment.

But he still had no intention of giving up.

Looking at Julian who was charging towards him with his sword tilted upside down as if flying through the air, Yasuo gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground.

But he hasn’t waved the sword again yet,

He felt a strong magical energy rising behind him, passing through his body and heading towards Julian——

"boom--!"

The magic energy exploded out of thin air, the huge power caused the earth to tremble, and the storm surged.

Yasuo turned around suddenly and saw the judge priests who were once again surrounded by the emerald green magic light array more than ten meters behind him.

In the magic light that brightened the sky and the earth, they formed a unique and mysterious magic formation, continuously converging their power on the hook-nosed woman in the main formation, and then turned it into a magic beam and shot it out.

Within a few breaths, magic exploded three times not far in front of him. The explosive energy pushed his figure flying backward, and the dust raised covered the sky and the sun.

But Yasuo suddenly felt a little nervous.

After all, I am still a member of the village!

With sore eyes, Yasuo retreated all the way to a place not far from the magic circle. He sighed in his heart as he looked at those people who were holding their fingers and reciting scriptures silently with great concentration.

In fact, he had been hesitant before returning to the village.

on the one hand,

This is the place where he was born and raised, not only the villages and towns that nurtured him, but also the people who taught him

But on the other hand, he is also a person who abandoned the gym and rebelled against the village.

He wanted to come back here, but he couldn't prove his innocence in the elder's assassination.

In the face of pursuit, he personally killed countless fellow disciples, including his brother Yong En, which almost cut off his way back. The tense heartstrings of fleeing and the figures of fellow disciples falling one by one made him even more depressed.

His spirit is tortured all the time.

This makes him look older.

Compared with Julian, who is also in his prime but twenty years old, but energetic and heroic, he looks more like a forty-year-old "old uncle" who has experienced the world, and his face as a wind-controlling Taoist can't be seen at all.

The first genius in the museum looked down upon everything with joy and pride.

However, when he saw these people from the same village taking action for him at the critical moment of his life and death, he couldn't help but be moved————
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