Seeing that the wind barrier finally disappeared, a victorious smile appeared on the corner of Torval's mouth.

"Continue." The Grand Magister has no intention of relaxing at all, "At one go, defeat the Ionian defense - for the sake of Noxus!"

Then, just when a new round of arcane missiles was about to complete condensation, a pair of eyes suddenly appeared in front of Tovol.

Um?

Eye?

Or a pair of eyes that look like rabbit eyes?!

Torval couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he began to wonder if he was suffering from paraphilia syndrome - hallucinations when casting spells are a typical symptom.

However, this is no illusion.

While Torvald was stunned, antlers appeared around the rabbit's eyes, a cow's ears appeared, a horse's mouth appeared, a human beard appeared, a hunchback's head appeared, a snake's neck appeared, a python's body appeared.

Fish scales, eagle claws appeared - above this battlefield, a divine dragon finally appeared.

The volunteers cheered. Although Torvald didn't know what they were excited about, he still felt an inexplicable nervousness. He pursed his lips, abandoned distracting thoughts, and worked hard to control the giant arcane missile.

Keep banging!

The Ionians can no longer hold on, the barrier has collapsed, and now it is their own attack round!

The giant arcane missile dragged its tail and continued to hit the Ionians - however, just when it was about to hit, a bald monk with tattoos all over his body and a shirtless upper body rose into the air without warning, punching one after another.

, destroyed all arcane missiles.

These missiles, which were as powerful as the Piltover bombs, turned into harmless fireworks in mid-air, and a burst of subtle daytime fireworks bloomed outside the Sirana Monastery.

Under this situation, Torval could no longer maintain his calm demeanor, and he had no time to consider why he had a subtle sense of imminence. He forced himself to calm down, and then asked the Battle Mage Group to increase their spell output.

"Full output!" Torval tugged on the collar of his robe and called the deputy commander, "You come and join me and control the missiles!"

Just like that, above the Arcane Fist, an unprecedentedly huge missile quickly took shape. The two captains, one positive and the other, were very nervous, trying to kill the monk who was destroying the spell with his bare hands!

……………………

Opening his eyes, Li Qing saw more.

There is blood, pain, distortion, and sorrow.

The endless rage made him instinctively want to punch out, but in the end his consciousness allowed him to maintain restraint - while maintaining his consciousness, he let go of the control of the divine dragon's power, so when the divine dragon burst into the air,

The shadow appeared to the extreme, and he followed it into the air.

Just like hitting sandbags when training early in the morning, Li Qing easily defeated those arcane missiles, and then Feng Xu Yufeng ran towards the direction of the spell bombardment.

On the way, a huge arcane missile struck at a strange angle. After Li Qing frowned slightly, he punched out both fists.

"boom--"

Arcane missiles with explosive properties exploded in the air. Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on the corner of Torval's mouth again.

Even though they are all arcane missiles, some have a stable structure and are easy to control, while others are explosive at the first touch - maybe this monk is a powerful guy, but when facing a magician, just being powerful is not enough!

Use your brain!

The next moment, when the explosion ended and the monk's unharmed figure reappeared, Torval was stunned.

how so?

How could he remain unscathed in such an explosion?

No, not only was he unscathed - he even looked more energetic!

this?!

Could it be that... the tattoo on his body is an anti-magic tattoo similar to the Mage Killer tattoo?!

Dugall on the other side had obviously thought of this - under his order, all the navy's musketeers aimed at Li Qing in mid-air, and the gunshots sounded like exploding beans.

Unfortunately, these high-speed lead bullets could not even break through the shadow of the dragon. When the smoke cleared, Li Qing finally raised his fist.

"Drink——"

As soon as he punched out, he was shocked for hundreds of miles!

It was obviously just an ordinary straight punch, but as soon as this punch was fired, the dragon behind Li Qing suddenly roared, a strong wind blew across the battlefield, and an indescribable pressure instantly appeared.

The air seemed to have been penetrated. In front of Li Qing's punch, under the huge pressure, the ground sank more than three villages deep.

This is not a crater caused by a bomb, but a fist-shaped one, as if the entire ground has been sunk three inches downward after being repeatedly crushed by a road roller!

In this area, the navy captain's guards who were originally responsible for guarding have all been reduced to powder!

Before the Noxians could react from the shock, Li Qing landed lightly, spread out the five fingers of his right hand and slapped the ground hard - at the same time, Shenlong also landed with both claws and gave him a heavy blow.

The ground shook, and the catapult that the Noxians had assembled for three days fell apart. The originally foolproof alchemical bombs exploded in succession, blowing up all the engineers accompanying the army.

After a punch and a palm, there was a kick - Li Qing's leg was like lightning, and he kicked a Noxian tin can next to him. The heavily armored soldier flew backwards, hitting everyone in his path.

They were all shot away, and even a human-shaped ravine was plowed into the ground.

This navy had never seen this before - just when they were completely confused, Irelia seized the opportunity.

"Brothers and sisters, come with me!"

"For Ionia!"

The red silk fluttered again, and the distance-breaking blade danced again.

After a turn in the offensive, the Shangzan Volunteer Army, which had been at a disadvantage, became the master and began a series of counterattacks!

After seeing this scene, Yasuo finally breathed a sigh of relief. After spitting out a bloody spit, he took out the suona again.

……………………

To the sound of "A Man Must Be Strong", Irelia took the lead and charged into the Noxians.

The Noxians still wanted to resist, but in front of Li Qing with full firepower, this resistance had no meaning.

Looking at the battle situation that was gradually collapsing, Torval, who was knocked to the ground by the air wave caused by Li Qing's attack, only then remembered in the chaos why Li Qing's punch gave him a feeling of déjà vu.

That was the beginning of a disaster recorded in the history of the Arcane Fist Battle Mage Group. From then on, this once-famous Battle Mage Group began to suffer misfortunes until it became second-rate.

That time was on the border of Demacia, on a mountain range called Green Teeth Peak.

The indiscriminate bombardment of the Arcane Fist activated Demacia's Colossus of Justice - the resurrected Colossus smashed half of the hilltop with one punch, and also destroyed half of the Arcane Fist.

For the caster of Arcane Fist, Li Qing's punch...
Chapter completed!