When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 206 The Opportunity of Nanke

"It should be me thanking you for allowing me to see Gale again here."

Nan Ke bowed lightly to the man.

If what he was facing was a muddle-headed soul, then no matter what his identity was, he didn't need to say anything.

But if what you are facing is a clear consciousness, then even from Yasuo's point of view, you who have inherited Yasuo's ability should replace him and pay tribute to his predecessor.

The man laughed when he heard the words, and the wind around him became much softer at this moment, "I can see the shadow of the wind from you, but you are too resolute, and you lose the gentleness of the wind."

Nan Ke licked his lips. Having read countless novels, he was keenly aware that his own opportunity seemed to appear.

"Please advise."

Nan Ke humbly said.

"My current situation is indeed not very good." The man smiled bitterly, after all, he has been tortured for countless years, and it is already very difficult to ensure that he will not be annihilated, "But it is a pity to blow yourself up like this. "

The man turned around, faced Thresh, and said to Nan Ke behind him: "I can only strike a sword, you look good, um, it doesn't matter if you look bad, just remember to take this spear back. "

The situation on the scene suddenly changed from two to one to two to one.

But the 'two' and 'one' here obviously completed the transformation of identity.

Nan Ke stood behind the man. Looking at it from this angle, the man's back was not that strong, but he somehow felt a sense of security.

It is conceivable that if this man is still alive, his strength is definitely stronger than Nanke and Yasuo.

On the one hand, this guess is because looking at the history of Runeterra from far to near, it can be clearly seen that the strength of individuals is declining step by step, replaced by the development of technology.

This trend is very similar to Nanke's familiar novels of the immortal system. The immortals in ancient times were able to move mountains and fill the seas, but modern cultivators need hundreds of chapters to develop a pill. In some individual stories, Practice even requires the use of a rice cooker.

On the other hand, it was because Nan Ke's own Gale Sword Technique had reached the full level on the system interface, but the man had just woken up, and with a simple glance, he revealed Nan Ke's flaws.

It is absolutely impossible for someone with this kind of vision to be a character who talks about war on paper. This only shows that when he was still alive, his level of swordsmanship was much higher than that of Suo.

My own swordsmanship comes from Yasuo. The advantage is that my swordsmanship can catch up with Yasuo's footsteps in a short time, but the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, my apex is Yasuo.

No matter how talented he is, his attainments in the Gale Sword Art will stop at Yasuo's level. It can be said that Yasuo in another universe is limited to himself in this universe.

But just now, what the man said gave Nan Ke some hope.

If this man can let himself make up for some mistakes in his swordsmanship, does that mean that his swordsmanship level can still be improved?
With the lessons learned from the strengthening potion, Nan Ke has understood that his strength improvement channels are not limited to the system, and the system's panel will also change with his real strength.

And now, I seem to be practicing this discovery.

When Nan Ke's thoughts returned to reality, he suddenly found that the man was still standing in front of him, and Thresh in the distance was still hiding under the cloak, looking at the two of them with a gloomy look.

Nan Ke's gaze stopped at the man's hand, and he asked, "Do you need a sword?"

"No." The man shook his head and said, "I'm waiting for your attention to refocus."

Obviously, even in this situation, the man was still aware of Nan Ke's distraction, and at the same time silently delayed the time to make a move.

"Sorry." Nan Ke apologized to the man. He could see that the man's body was constantly fluctuating, which meant that the man's spirit was in an unstable state.

The longer the man wakes up, the more clear the memories of being tortured that have been sealed up, and this experience of gradually clearing up the memories is tantamount to re-experiencing the torture.

"No need to be sorry, I'm waiting for you because I want to feel this emotion more, and at the same time, I want to have a bystander for my last sword."

As he said that, the man took a step forward, his hands were empty, but Nan Ke could sense a sword intent suddenly rising from the man's body.

This sword intent does not agree with Nan Ke's sharpness and annihilation;

It is a kind of sword intent that is everywhere and penetrates every hole, as if there is a sword in every inch of space, waiting for the man to mobilize.

"I don't remember you when I was alive."

The man said to Thresh.

"."

Thresh didn't speak, because only he knew best what method he used to get the man's soul.

"But there is one thing he said is right." The man pointed to Nan Ke who was behind him, "The things I told you were all just lying to you."

"."

Thresh tried to speak this time, but the man rushed straight at him.

'Om'

The surrounding air was completely mobilized at this time, and Nan Ke seemed to see countless long swords made of air in front of him.

Following the man's movements, these translucent long swords turned into wisps of wind, enveloping Thresh from all directions.

Thresh raised the chain, and drew out a dark green energy from the shining lantern. This energy began to expand rapidly, forming walls around Thresh directly.

'Ghost Prison'

Normally, Thresh's move was used to trap the opponent, but at this time, he decisively chose to shrink back.

Because he understands that the shadow energy he gives to the man is limited, he only needs to withstand one attack from the man, and the man will dissipate by himself.

'Om'

A long sword hit the barrier formed by the Nether Prison, causing the four dark green barriers to boil like undulating water.

But the man didn't look at the effect of his attack, but turned his head to look at Nan Ke, "A sword cannot be bent, but the wind can be bent. As long as there is a gap, the wind can enter."

As soon as the man's voice fell, those long swords in the air suddenly fell straight down.

next moment.

Thresh, who was hiding in the Nether Prison, suddenly found that the attack power around him had suddenly weakened, and those long swords that had just fallen to the ground shot out one by one from the ground under his feet like ground thorns.

(End of this chapter)