Chapitre 153: -150- Me? Master?
"Slow, Fiora, you're still too slow!"
Seeing the small sword in Fiora's eyes and noticing her increasing speed, Linwin became intrigued.
Of course, he enjoys a good fight.
But there's no one in these two cities who can make Linwin go all out!
There's potential in Shurima, but Linwin was always being chased there. Now that he's gotten stronger, he might have a chance, but he'd likely still be chased.
What?
He can fight Janna?
Say that again, fight Janna?
Isn't that asking for death? Enjoying a fight and seeking death are two different things.
Janna is a demigod, even the weakest demigod is still a demigod!
She is one of the peak existences on the Runeterra.
To put it this way, if Linwin really provokes Janna one day, she can summon a tornado and blow him all the way to Freljord.
She is the Storm's Fury!
Not to mention that Janna has had a second spring and has become quite plump.
The chubby bird can slap real hard now!
And Fiora, who used Lunge, faces Linwin.
Fiora truly exceeded Linwin's expectations.
Linwin has to take back what he said earlier; Camille is not Fiora's match.
No, what on earth is this principle?
At this moment, Linwin feels like he has exposed all his flaws in front of Fiora.
Adding another point of strength, Linwin flies backward, repelling Fiora's thrust.
"You need to adapt, Fiora."
Linwin instinctively said.
Listening to Linwin's mockery, Fiora wasn't angry; she remained calm.
The reason she doesn't engage in trash talk is that she's currently unable to divert her attention.
It's different from dueling with Vi; Fiora didn't need to exert her full strength there. Thus, she could provoke Vi with words and find her opponent's weaknesses. But dueling with Linwin is the opposite.
Now, it's Linwin who doesn't need to exert his full strength.
"Go for the vulnerabilities, that's certainly a good approach, but Fiora, you need to know the gap between us," Linwin raised his short staff, took a deep breath, and then swung the short staff.
"Boom!"
The raging wind sliced through the ground, splitting the arena into two.
With just an ordinary strike, Linwin created a one-meter-wide, over ten meters long, and several dozen meters deep mark.
"Damn it, Linwin!"
Seeing this, Vi shouted, "Be careful! This isn't outside; it's in Zaun!"
Is this guy trying to kill his own sister?
Vi yelled in frustration.
As Linwin paused, suspended in the air, his hair flying towards the sky, he raised his hand and opened his mouth, "Wind!"
A soft call, and then everyone in the arena was enveloped by the wind, slowly rising into the air.
Lux and several Demacian soldiers knelt in a wind-made sphere, their faces devoid of color.
"This... this might... be fatal, Fiora, stop fighting!" Lux patted the air in front of her, reaching the tangible wind.
She's in a sphere made of wind?
She touched the wind?
"Don't worry, Lux, nothing will happen."
Hearing Lux's voice, Linwin raised his head, smiling at her.
"I have this under control."
"Keep going?" Fiora nodded, but...
"But I can't use magic." Fiora looked at Linwin and said, "I can't do what you do, flying in the air."
Fiora spoke calmly, showing no envy for Linwin's ability to fly and use magic.
Demacians don't need magic!
But the platform beneath Fiora's feet had disappeared, and now she couldn't find a foothold.
No place to step, how can she continue the fight?
She can't even find a point to exert force.
"No problem." Linwin held his short staff with one hand, raised the other over his head, and tightly clenched his fist, consuming a significant amount of magical power.
Amid Lux's shocked expression, Linwin used the wind to create a platform.
It was somewhat transparent but solid, a wind-made platform.
"Come, Fiora."
"Yes, sir."
Ding: The Grand Duelist's favorability for you has increased.
Ding: The Grand Duelist's favorability for you has increased!
Ding: The Grand Duelist appreciates your guidance.
Ding: The Grand Duelist's favorability for you has increased!!
Hearing these notifications, Linwin's lips curled up.
Here it comes!
The gratitude of a martial enthusiast.
Fiora once again charged towards Linwin, and at this moment, she had set aside her pride.
Defeat is inevitable; the opponent possesses swordsmanship not weaker than mine, coupled with strength and speed far surpassing mine, and... he can use magic.
Take the recent situation, Sir Linwin could have easily defeated me with magic.
Therefore, Fiora abandoned some remaining thoughts.
At this moment, winning is not a necessity for her; it's about persevering! Just like carrying the honor of the family, even though it might be tiring and exhausting, one must grit their teeth and endure.
"Still the same issue, Fiora. Your frontal sword lacks power! You need to change, not overly rely on your eyes. Sometimes, vulnerabilities aren't seen; they are created through strikes," Linwin stood on the wind platform, effortlessly parrying Fiora's incoming wooden staff, calmly stating.
Fiora remained silent and then thrust towards Linwin.
In just one breath, Fiora executed thirty-seven strikes.
"Your combo accuracy is enough, but the power is lacking; each strike seems tentative," Linwin danced with his weapon, executing thirty-eight strikes in one breath, pushing Fiora back.
He continued, "Proving through strength is the true path, Fiora. Although speed is crucial, but it's not the only factor. You excessively rely on your eyes and speed, neglecting physical training, which is a mistake."
Facing an opponent faster than herself, Fiora could easily subdue ordinary people, even formidable ones like Camille.
However, against Linwin, a non-human creature with a robust physique, speed alone was insufficient. Strength was crucial.
Attacking a hundred times dealing one damage each is not the same as attacking once and dealing a hundred damage.
Put it this way: facing an opponent faster than himself, Linwin wouldn't panic because he could endure ten hits, but the opponent better not let him touch once! This was Linwin's strength.
Unlike champions developing in a singular direction, Linwin's strength, agility, and intelligence all increased, maintaining a balanced growth.
"Backhand sword is good; the power is there, but the accuracy is lacking, Fiora. This needs improvement."
Ding: The Grand Duelist's favorability for you has increased.
"Thud!"
A foot kicked Fiora on the waist of her iron armor, Linwin kicked her away as she pounced, then waved at her.
He looked at Fiora with a smile.
Nice. Fiora was the best person Linwin had encountered for boosting favorability!
How long has it been? And her favorability has already crossed 20!
Fiora got up, nodded at Linwin, and then raised her sword to charge again.
Now, the surroundings were silent.
Vi, from the beginning, was speechless about Linwin's actions, but later understood his intention.
Because Linwin could have easily defeated Fiora, yet he kept teasing her.
This made Vi feel speechless.
But as she watched Fiora and Linwin's duel. No, it wasn't a duel anymore; Fiora was now demonstrating her skills to Linwin, who was providing guidance.
Vi watched attentively.
At this moment, Linwin wasn't dueling Fiora; he was teaching her the art of swordplay.
But Vi didn't find it strange.
Because Linwin is just that kind of guy.
He's willing to help others become stronger; there are many people in Piltover and Zaun who've been helped by Linwin.
But... those are Demacian people, big bro!
What about Lux?
Lux is completely stunned!
But He's... he's a mage!
If Linwin can win against Fiora in a duel, he's already Demacia's strongest challenger.
And yet, his magic is not inferior to mine!
Lux couldn't believe it.
In this world... why are there people like him?
"Fast and precise footwork, good, but your eyes are focusing on the wrong place. Fiora, you should keep your gaze on my body, not below it. Judge my next move by the flow of my muscles. Utilize your unique ability; you can see what others can't," Linwin remarked as Fiora's eye glowed, nodding before attacking Linwin again.
Linwin sighed.
A monster. Truly a monster.
To comprehend his meaning so quickly and make corrections...
"Yes, just like that."
Ding: The Grand Duelist is very grateful for your guidance.
Ding: The Grand Duelist's favorability for you has increased!!!
Linwin: "Heheheh."
After hearing this several times, the notification sounds stopped.
Linwin, seeing this, knew he had harvested enough cabbage.
And what he could teach Fiora about swordsmanship wasn't much.
What Linwin could tell Fiora more about was her future abilities!
The sword-like pattern in her eyes, Linwin already knew what it was.
That was the Grand Challenge.
In reality, of course, it wouldn't flash four vulnerabilities.
So, how would the Grand Challenge be presented?
Remember, this is Fiora's most powerful ability.
Of course, it would be presented in Fiora's eyes.
This was also why Linwin mentioned her eyes being special.
She could see things others couldn't.
This was Fiora's innate ability.
"Alright, let's stop here."
Linwin threw away his short staff.
When he first held it, it was over a meter long, but when it was thrown away, it was less than half a meter.
Fiora's specially made short staff was the same.
Seeing that Linwin wasn't going to continue, Fiora was stunned.
The next moment, Fiora nodded. She looked at Linwin, solemnly lowered her head, and said, "Yes, Master."
"Thank you for your guidance."
The person who just wanted to harvest cabbage and increase affinity, Linwin: "???"
"Master?" Linwin pointed to his face, "Me?"
"Yes, thank you for your guidance," Fiora nodded, "It's been very helpful to me."
"But forgive me, I have nothing to offer in return."
Fiora performed a knightly salute and continued, "So I'll see you as my Master."
"Wait, wait!"
"I have no intention of being your Master!"
Linwin was dumbfounded.
Me, being the mentor of the Grand Duelist?
Huh?
What in the world!
You should know, in the original universe, Fiora was a cold and proud woman, somewhat similar to Camille. Both were individuals devoted to serving their families.
But she also had her own hobbies, like challenging powerful opponents.
However, the purpose of challenging these opponents was to prove the honor of the Laurent family to the world.
Such a woman.
I've become her Master???
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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