After a hearty competition, Chai Anping, as expected, didn't even touch Coach Wallen's hair, but he received high praise from Wallen.
Upright coaches will start to wonder if Chai Anping went behind his back to find a new coach.
Xiao showed off his skills and succeeded in pretending, and also successfully persuaded the coach to devote part of his time to coaching him in swordsmanship during each training session. Chai Anping felt that his road to becoming stronger was finally on the right track.
Feel.
After resting for a while in the training hall and rejecting Coach Wallen's invitation to go for a drink, Chai Anping changed into a shirt and prepared to go home and rest.
He has to go on duty at the palace tomorrow and cannot wait until it is too late.
Demacia City deserves to be the capital. Even now at eight or nine in the evening, the night market is still crowded with people. The lights of various colors reflect each other. Soldiers wearing silver armor can be seen patrolling the streets from time to time.
There are two or three aristocratic young men and young ladies playing together, and the scene looks very harmonious.
However, Chai Anping, who was serving in the army, suddenly frowned and felt an unusual and strange atmosphere on the street.
"This doesn't seem to be a patrol..."
Quietly exiting the street, leaning against the wall and quietly observing the behavior of the people on the street, he became more convinced of his suspicion - there were many elite Demacia soldiers in civilian clothes on the street!
"In the end what happened?"
Not being stimulated by the swollen feeling of greatly improved swordsmanship, Chai Anping just wanted to take a detour home...but before that, there seemed to be no problem in hiding in this safe place and watching.
While he was observing the movements on the street unscrupulously, two figures hidden under hoods were quietly approaching him.
As the saying goes, eating melon makes you happy for a while, but when something happens, you will lie on the ground.
When Chai Anping was shocked to realize that two people behind him were very close, they had a tacit understanding and quickly took out a dagger and a token-shaped stone from under his pocket and pressed them on his waist.
"do not move!"
Chai Anping's body suddenly froze at the dull growl and the cold feeling that penetrated his body.
"Simmons, the magic stone is not responding."
"What?" The man holding the knife was startled when he heard this: "Turn around, you brat!"
When Chai Anping heard the conversation between the two, the corners of his mouth twitched. He already knew whose hands he had fallen into...
Search for demons!
"Calm down, Demon Searcher." They were barely friendly forces, so he wasn't nervous anymore.
Slowly turning around, what caught his eye was a middle-aged man hiding under a cloak with a cold expression like a poisonous snake.
Strictly speaking, demon searchers are not in the military system, and they have a bad reputation all over the country. They are completely different from soldiers. In other words, the status of demon searchers is much lower than that of soldiers, so Chai Anping is not vain.
A man with a knife against his waist.
"I am the palace guard, Gracie Shelley, put your knife away!"
"Palace guard?" Without concealing his appraising eyes, Simmons sneered: "With your body? Show me your ID card!"
Listening to the Demon Searcher's strange accusations, Chai Anping's temper also rose: "Demon Searcher, you'd better keep your mouth clean. Palace guards are not something that someone like you who doesn't even have a title can question."
Taking out the card from his arms, Chai Anping sneered and threw it over.
"Do you recognize this brand? Hmm?"
"As a demon hunter, you actually embarrass a law-abiding citizen in the capital. Lord Simmons has such great authority."
Speaking of yin and yang, I spent a lot of time in live broadcasts in my last life. Chai Anping, who has learned a lot of yin and yang from the barrage yin and yang masters, wants to confront a Demacian, which is like a wolf among the sheep.
Simmons looked at the sign that Chai Anping threw over and his expression became even more grim.
The two demon hunters looked at each other and put away the forbidden magic stone and dagger.
"I'm really sorry, Chief Shelley." Harris, another demon searcher, bowed and apologized: "We are tracking down an evil mage, and I was offended just now when I saw you acting suspiciously."
"..."
When Chai Anping heard this, he looked up at the sky in silence. He thought about his behavior just now, and it seemed that he was really "suspicious".
"cough……"
He took back his token from Simmons and waved his hand to indicate that he would not hold them responsible. He looked thoughtfully at the busy street. With the explanations of the two people in front of him and Harris, it was not difficult.
Guess what their purpose is.
"You are hunting a mage now?" he asked curiously.
"Uh... yes." Harris, who was more talkative, continued: "A very dangerous mage. The flames he emits can melt through steel plates."
cool!
"I can stay..."
"Sir Shelley, please leave here immediately and do not do anything that may disturb the mage." Simmons said firmly on the side.
Before Chai Anping could say anything about staying, he was blocked by Simmons.
Chai Anping glared at him fiercely. Chai Anping also knew that Demacia's military discipline was very strict. Even if he was a palace guard, he was not allowed to interfere with the tasks of other troops, so Simmons expelled him... There was nothing wrong with him.
The number of pedestrians on the street unknowingly decreased. Under the watchful eyes of the two demon hunters, Chai Anping also retreated into the distance. Then... he wisely entered a beverage shop and found a seat by the window.
He could tell that Simmons' mouth seemed to be cursing.
Interesting!
This was the first time he met the "Demon Hunters". As expected, they were as difficult to deal with as rumored, and they looked more like two bounty hunters.
Not long after sitting down, Chai Anping felt that the atmosphere on the street suddenly became chilly.
"boom--!"
A dazzling fire suddenly exploded in a store, and all the elite Demacia soldiers and demon hunters hiding in the darkness immediately drew their weapons and rushed over.
Simmons took two pieces of wood from under his cloak and combined them to form a stick more than two meters long.
"Evacuate the people!"
A senior officer in armor quickly directed his men to cover the evacuation of pedestrians on the street.
Several shrill shouts rang out from the small building where the shop was located, and several soldiers who were on fire crashed into the wall and flew out.
The experienced magic searchers immediately stepped forward and sprinkled several handfuls of powder to extinguish the magical flames.
"Be careful! Let the warriors wearing rune steel rush in!"
As soon as the commander finished speaking, the flames ignited in the small building became more fierce.
"Boom!"
A staggering figure with a body covered in flames walked out of the small building, and the temperature of the entire street seemed to rise.
"Gulu."
Chai Anping, who was in the distance, looked at the people walking out and immediately swallowed his saliva, "Guigui... this look looks like a BOSS template!"
"attack!"
The commander standing on the wall immediately gave an order, and the soldiers, fully armed and holding iron shields, immediately blocked the way in rows. The crossbowmen hiding in the dark aimed at the head of the mage who appeared on his own initiative, and shot the arrows without hesitation.
"Why?"
The young mage with a bloody mark on his shoulder screamed miserably: "I didn't mean to hurt anyone!"
The arrows in the air were melted by the flames he waved, and the warriors wearing armor soaked in holy water resolutely pushed forward against the scorching flames.
The demon seeker hiding behind the shield smiled ferociously and threw out the sharp hook lock in his hand, not intending to hurt anyone?
You evil mages, go to hell and explain to our dead brothers!
In the darkness, several inconspicuous hooks were smoothly embedded into the mage's body, causing him to almost kneel to the ground.
"Now!"
someone in the crowd shouted.
Without hesitation, Simmons rushed out of the shield in the face of the flames, rounded the two-meter-long stick and hit the mage on the head.
"Death!!!" Simmons roared.
"Huh..." The terrifying wind sound showed the power of this stick.
"No!"
The mage's horrified eyes widened. Before he could beg for mercy, Simmons struck down with all his strength, and his half-hanging head was smashed to pieces like a watermelon.
There was only a slight "pop" sound, and the flames all over the sky disappeared instantly.