I, Folyago, am the most devoted lover in Runeterra.

"you!!!"

Elder Suma shuddered with anger.

These were indeed the words he usually used to teach his disciples, and when Yasuo suddenly retorted, Elder Suma really couldn't find any words to say for a moment.

Normally, Elder Suma would have been full of praise for Yasuo's ambition, since this is very important for cultivating the Swift Wind Sword Dao.

But at this moment, Elder Suma felt a surge of anger rising to his head.

That brat!!!

Seeing Elder Suma speechless, a smug look flashed in Yasuo's eyes.

Hey! You're not scared, are you?!

"Don't you Bilgewaters dare to fight?"

Then, Yasuo actually provoked him again.

If his actions just now were merely an untimely challenge and a lack of understanding of the situation...

This provocation has now escalated the matter to a completely different level.

The three elders' expressions changed instantly, turning extremely gloomy.

Meanwhile, Foxy's expression turned extremely grim, and he even suspected that this was a premeditated act of intimidation by Ionia.

Upon hearing Yasuo's words, the soldiers around Fox also became alert, and some of the more courageous soldiers even drew their weapons.

In this context, Yasuo's words successfully elevated the entire situation to the level of international relations.

With these words spoken, this battle was now inevitable.

Since Yasuo has already provoked us to this extent, if Folyego still refuses to fight, wouldn't that confirm Yasuo's statement?

This is a person that Fryegor cannot afford to lose face over, Sarah cannot afford to lose face over, and Bilgewater cannot afford to lose face over.

Meanwhile, with Yasuo's provocation, Elder Suma and the other two were also in a difficult position.

To reprimand Yasuo at this moment would be tantamount to boosting the enemy's morale while diminishing one's own.

Regardless, Ionians have a fairly high sense of self-identity.

Soma and the others did not believe that the Ionians would be no match for the Bilgewater.

This battle must be fought.

Moreover, they can only win and cannot lose.

Elder Emma's mind raced as she searched for a way to turn the situation around.

After much deliberation, she felt that the only option was to let the two young people fight it out. Once the other side was defeated, Ionia could lower its stance and try to make up for it in other ways.

Otherwise, if things go wrong, Bilgewater and Ionia might become direct enemies.

Thinking of this, Elder Emma glanced angrily at Yasuo, who was still smug, and thought to herself, how could Elder Suma bring such an immature disciple?

.........

Looking at the arrogant young man before him, Foygo sighed softly.

After all, "Happy Wind Man" was a character he quite liked to control in his previous life.

Now, he has to teach Yasuo what "the wickedness of society" is.

"In that case, let's do it."

"Take action."

Foygo was not one for unnecessary chatter; after all, a demigod should not stoop to dealing with a mere silver-rank swordsman.

This can only be described as using nuclear bombs to kill mosquitoes.

Yes, Yasuo is currently in his youth and is just a Silver-ranked swordsman.

Fryegor's decisiveness also brought a hint of joy to Yasuo's eyes.

The people around them clearly did not intend to continue to stop them.

This battle was inevitable.

Looking at Fryegor's indifferent expression, Yasuo suddenly felt a nameless fire burning in his heart.

Yasuo has always been arrogant about his own strength.

Among young people of similar age, apart from Yasuo's half-brother Yone, the others are no match for Yasuo.

This is the source of his arrogance.

He looked at Foygo, who was only a few years older than him, and a hint of resentment flashed through his mind.

Yaso couldn't believe that Feuergo, at his age, possessed the power to defeat him.

Yasuo mistook Fryegor's indifference for contempt.

"He must be bluffing."

Yasuo thought to himself, then drew his longsword from his waist, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"Death is like the wind, always with me!!!"

"Look at the sword!!!"

Before making his move, Yasuo shouted a cringeworthy line, then slashed at Fryego with incredibly swift sword strokes.

Faintly, Foygo could sense the fierce wind clinging to Yasuo's blade.

It must be said that sometimes rank does not necessarily represent combat power.

Although Yasuo in front of me may only appear to be a Silver-ranked player at first glance, his sudden sword strike is definitely no less powerful than that of some Gold-ranked experts.

This should be attributed to the secret technique of Yasuo's Wind Swordplay.

The Way of the Wind imbues Yasuo's sword with a fierce, swift momentum, much like a whirlwind.

The fierce sword strike, as swift as the wind, drew a hint of amazement from Shen and Zed, who were watching from the sidelines.

Compared to Yasuo, Shen and Zed are obviously older.

Both of them had already broken through the silver level and reached the yellow level.

Even the two of them couldn't help but admire Yasuo's swordsmanship; the young man before them was indeed exceptionally talented.

The sword strike, as swift as a whirlwind, arrived at Foygo's side almost instantly.

Fóyego remained completely still in the face of this situation, as if he were unable to react.

Upon seeing this, a hint of doubt flashed through Yasuo's mind.

Could it be that his intuition was wrong? Was the other person really just an ordinary person?

Was he really being too aggressive?

A moment of hesitation flashed through Yasuo's mind.

However, he noticed that Foygo's expression remained strangely calm.

seem.........

He seemed indifferent to everything around him.

This enraged Yasuo.

At that moment, Yasuo made a firm decision: no matter what, this sword strike would be a lesson for his opponent.

Without anyone noticing, Yasuo switched the blade of the longsword he was using to strike Fawkes to the back.

"Hoo-hoo!!"

This is the sound of a longsword slicing through the air, creating a gust of wind, and then finally falling to the ground.

"bump!!"

"Pfft!!!"

Immediately afterwards, a dull thud was heard, and a body was suddenly sent flying backward.

The scene before them took everyone by surprise.

"This is impossible!!!"

Elder Suma was shocked, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

Even the strongest of the three, Master Kushuo, had a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

While he could easily deflect Yasuo's sword strike, he could never do it as effortlessly as Yasuo.

The opponent's speed was so fast that Master Kushuo could not perceive it!

If it weren't for Master Ku Shuo's cultivation of mental techniques, which gave him mental strength far exceeding that of ordinary people, he probably wouldn't have been able to see the other party's movements clearly.

It turned out that, just as Yasuo's longsword was about to fall, the white-haired youth suddenly dodged with godlike speed, causing Yasuo's sword to miss its mark.

It was so fast that it even left an afterimage in place.

This led Yasuo to make a wrong judgment, believing that his sword strike had successfully hit his opponent.

However, nothing actually happened; he only struck the afterimage of his opponent.