Five hundred years of stacked Q, this one Q, unique and unparalleled throughout eternity!

The clanging of metal against metal echoed throughout the arena, and a storm of terrifying winds, accompanied by the hidden sword energy, spread in all directions.

Luo Tian, ​​who was standing still, did not make any move. Suddenly, the demonic sword inserted into the potted plant flew up and blocked Luo Tian's way.

The terrifying gale easily tore through walls and cleaved through steel, yet it failed to budge the demonic sword in the slightest.

From within the demonic sword, Aatrox's hoarse, furious voice slowly resounded:

"What is this? I seem to smell the weak and fragile aura of Ionia."

Could it be that this guy with the broom-like hairstyle is also from Runeterra?

Luo Tian did not reply, but instead focused his gaze on the center of the venue.

Yasuo, the Unforgiven swordsman, held his swords in both hands, his eyes filled with seriousness as he looked at the withered, thin old man before him.

His wrinkled old face exuded a sense of desolation, and his thin body was wrapped in several white bandages. His whole body gave people a feeling of fragility, as if a light touch could bankrupt him.

Yet this old man easily blocked his Steel Slash, causing Yasuo to frown deeply.

On the other side of Yasuo, Grandpa Qin, who had just woken up from his coma, was covered in sweat.

It wasn't because of the injuries he sustained after the forced exercise; as a demigod, Grandpa Qin was perfectly capable of suppressing his injuries and maintaining a certain level of combat power in a short period of time.

Although he was less than a third of his prime, suppressing the Swift Wind Swordsman before him, who was at most at the Saint level, was a piece of cake.

The real reason behind Grandpa Qin's answer was the meaning behind Yasuo's attack on Luo Tian.

It's worth noting that the last demigod killer from the Death Whisper Circus who attempted to attack Luo Tian, ​​Huai, already had a lake built on his grave.

If nothing unexpected happens, that lake will likely become a small tourist attraction in Mingcheng from now on. Dancing on the graves in such beautiful scenery seems like a trivial matter. Who knows, one day a couple with burning passion might just have sex on the graves.

Of course, the mere existence of a locust tree doesn't prove anything, after all, the locust tree is just a demigod assassin.

What Grandpa Qin was really worried about was that this assassination attempt might be just like the one on Huai before, prompting Luo Tian, ​​this old monster who played the field, to take action overnight and wipe out the other party's hometown.

Recalling the abyss left behind after the disappearance of the Undying City, Grandpa Qin felt a chill run down his spine.

If this matter truly ignites Luo Tian's anger, causing him to unleash his fury in the capital, the resulting destruction would be unimaginable.

At this moment, Grandpa Qin seemed to feel the heavy responsibility of saving the Great Yin Empire once again weighing on his shoulders.

If we take a step back, it could mean the destruction of the entire capital.

Thinking of this, Grandpa Qin felt as if his withered heart had been revitalized, and the Hundred Beasts Pattern on his body shone brightly, as if the roar of tigers and the cry of dragons were coming from his withered body.

"Young man, I advise you to put down your sword! There are some things you can't bear the consequences of!"

Yasuo remained silent, but a hint of fighting spirit began to rise in his indifferent eyes.

Cold words came out of his mouth.

"It's just death! It's no big deal."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yasuo, barefoot, took a step forward, and his sword flashed out suddenly amidst the gathering wind.

"Clang!"

The clang of metal clashing rang out once more, and a torrential downpour of sword light descended.

Grandpa Qin's expression was solemn. His thin, iron fists smashed the sword light in front of him one after another, but his body involuntarily began to be drawn into the vortex of the gale.

Luo Tian, ​​who was observing all of this, remained calm and did not rush to make a move.

Although Grandpa Qin was deeply engrossed in the Gale Sword Technique, he was still a genuine demigod, and Yasuo couldn't harm him for the time being.

Compared to quickly defeating Yasuo, Luo Tian was more interested in the reason why Yasuo made his move.

In the backstory, Yasuo is an Ionian who grew up relying on his half-brother Yone.

Due to his father's scumbag behavior and Yasuo's personality, Yasuo himself is not well-liked.

Subsequently, the two brothers studied swordsmanship at a dojo. Yasuo displayed amazing talent and was recognized by the legendary swordsmanship master Elder Suma, who took Yasuo as a disciple and taught him the Wind-Riding Sword Technique.

However, during a major war that Noxus launched against Ionia, Yasuo, who was ordered to protect the elders, was unwilling to remain idle and wanted to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

When he returned, he found that his master, Elder Suma, was dead, and the wounds on Elder Suma's body indicated that it was the Wind Control Sword Technique that killed him.

As the only surviving inheritor of the Wind-Riding Sword Technique, Yasuo is believed to be involved in Elder Suma's death and is being hunted down by the entire village.

Yasuo fled all the way, and eventually killed his brother Yone in a battle.

In the game, many players jokingly call Yasuo the "Orphan Swordsman," but in the background story, Yasuo was indeed a genuine orphan at the end.

Even when being chased by his fellow villagers, Yasuo still retained the pride and honor of being the Unforgiven.

Yasuo doesn't bother looking for reasons to kill, but he's even less likely to become someone else's killer for some benefit. This is the most puzzling aspect of Yasuo's behavior to Luo Tian.

Death is like the wind, always by my side!

Accompanied by a melodious sigh, the third Steel-Slaying Flash was unleashed in an instant, and the sword energy transformed into a whirlwind that swept across the entire dojo in a flash.

"Beasts - Giant Elephant!"

Grandpa Qin let out a muffled groan, like an elephant's bellow, and took a large step forward with his right foot. A colossal elephant, as large as a city wall, materialized behind him.

With a long, sweeping motion, it resembled an elephant's trunk, and hurtled towards Yasuo.

The next moment, Grandpa Qin's pupils suddenly contracted. Yasuo, who was originally close at hand, easily passed his body with a nimble movement, rushing towards Luo Tian like a sword light using the few remaining wooden stakes in the center of the dojo.

"asshole!"

Qin Da Ye roared, but Ya Suo, who was already close to Luo Tian with his forward slash, remained calm in his eyes.

The unsheathed blade slashed out once more, and Yasuo seemed to see death looming in his eyes.

"Clang!"

As the blades clashed, the unsheathed blade was flung into the air, and the figure wielding the demonic sword easily deflected the seemingly fatal strike.

Yasuo was stunned; this was the first time his weapon had been knocked from his hand since he left the village.

For a ronin, this almost meant death. Under the unparalleled sharpness of that greatsword, Yasuo, who had mastered the art of wind-riding swordsmanship, never realized how weak he truly was.

With a light flick of his sword, pointing the blade at Yasuo, Luo Tian uttered a profound sigh.

"Glory has been gone for a long time? How laughable!"

"Yasuo, I'll give you a piece of advice on behalf of Yone."

"Abandon your reputation, and all that's left is a life of ignominy!"

Chapter 84 Let's ride the wind!

Yasuo was struck dumb, and the usually expressionless face finally showed a change.

"impossible!"

He opened his eyes wide, his tone full of uncertainty.

"Absolutely impossible! Yone is dead!"

Luo Tian said calmly, "I know he was killed by your own hands."

Yasuo stared intently at Luo Tian, ​​his face revealing a barely concealed ferocity.

The deaths of Elder Suma and Yongen are both inner demons that he has never been able to erase.

Whether in Runeterra or after arriving in this world, he could not escape his inner demons and truly face his own existence.

In Runeterra, what sustains him is finding the truth behind Elder Soma's death, clearing his name, and restoring his rightful glory.

But when he arrived in this world, which was far from Runeterra, he realized that he could no longer find out the truth about Elder Souma's death, nor could he ever give an explanation to Yone, whom he had killed.

The glory of a hero is tarnished; when a swordsman can no longer look into his own heart, his sword has already rusted.

Yasuo began to resist everything in this world, whether good or bad, he always maintained an attitude of rejection.

Even when faced with attempts to win over several major powers, Yasuo remained steadfast in his stance.

As a high-level combat force of the empire, even the major associations and companies backed by powerful nobles would have reservations about Saints.

They dared not drive a saintly swordsman with the heart of a swordsman to a dead end in the capital.

So, through collecting clues from various sources, they learned of Yasuo's urgent desire to return to Runeterra.

Over the tens of thousands of years in the Stellaris world, there have been quite a few transmigrators from Runeterra, accumulating a wealth of information about Runeterra for the entire Great Yin Empire.

Several factions used this information as bait, claiming they could help Yasuo return to Runeterra.

The proud swordsman of the Gale Swordsman has his honor tarnished. Under the inner demon of seeking to regain his honor, he endures being driven by several major forces and becomes an assassin who obeys orders.

Yasuo has helped these forces carry out numerous assassination missions. Due to his superior strength and the wind-manipulating swordsmanship that has never appeared in the Stellaris universe, he has successfully assassinated many powerful enemies.

Even so, the major powers still didn't give Yasuo any breathing room. They drove him like a perfect killing machine, making him constantly kill enemies for them.

Yasuo could vaguely sense that the major powers had no intention of letting him return to Runeterra, and that they might not even have a way to get there.

But as his only chance in the StarCraft universe, Yasuo could only pin his slim hopes on the five major factions, hoping to return to Runeterra and find the true culprit who killed Elder Souma.

For this reason, he almost completely gave up his honor as a swordsman.

That line, "My glory, long gone!" was a sigh from the bottom of his heart.

But right now, right in front of his target for this mission, Yasuo heard Yone's name.

Furthermore, the other party clearly knew that Yone was killed by him, which completely overturned Yasuo's imagination.

Even in Ionia, only a select few know about this.

And in this star-studded world, so far removed from Runeterra, there is someone who knows him so well.

This gave Yasuo a glimmer of hope.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at Luo Tian in front of him, his eyes filled with expectation.

"Do you know how to return to Runeterra?"

Please tell me, I'm willing to do anything for you!

Under Yasona's eager gaze, Luo Tian's lips curled into a smile, and he gently shook his head.

"Unfortunately, I am unaware of Runeterra, and I do not come from Runeterra."

Yasuo's eyes instantly dimmed.

But in the next moment, Luo Tian changed the subject and said:

"But I do know what Yone's final fate will be."