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Darius stood in the center of the Assembly Hall, observing the chaotic scene around him, reminiscent of a disordered marketplace. His brow furrowed involuntarily. For someone like Darius, who valued discipline and order, such a sight was undoubtedly a challenge. However, Swen beside him seemed to find amusement in it all; he looked at Darius's serious expression and couldn't help but chuckle.
Swen laughed heartily, patting Darius on the shoulder in a rare moment of camaraderie, teasingly saying, "Hahaha! Darius, don't frown! Cheer up! This is all good entertainment! Look at them, how interesting!" His tone was filled with playful mockery, clearly taking a whimsical stance on the chaotic situation.
Darius was slightly surprised by Swen's attitude. He knew Swen often found joy amidst chaos, but this level of optimism exceeded his expectations. Darius smiled faintly, relaxing his expression as he replied, "Oh? It seems you're in a good mood today. But is this kind of chaos really good for us?" Although his tone was light, his eyes still revealed deep concern about the situation.
Swen continued to respond with a relaxed demeanor, "Relax, Darius. Sometimes letting things unfold naturally is a good choice. Look at them; this chaos might be exactly what we need—it could reveal some true colors." His words were laced with calculation, suggesting that this turmoil was also an opportunity for observation and testing.
Listening to Swen's response, Darius revealed a sly smile. He looked at Swen's calculating gaze and said with a chuckle, "Ha... Swen, you cunning crow, you're just looking forward to what Wei Dong will surprise you with, aren't you? You have to admit my eye for talent is quite impressive!" Darius's words carried a hint of pride and provocation, seemingly teasing Swen.
Swen scoffed lightly at Darius's comment but a glimmer of appreciation flashed in his eyes. He smiled slightly and replied, "Hmph... it's too early to draw conclusions after just this performance." His tone was flippant yet meaningful, clearly holding some expectations for Wei Dong's performance.
Darius let out a hearty laugh in response and leaned back in his chair, appearing particularly relaxed. His demeanor suggested that regardless of the outcome, he was quite satisfied with his choice. His laughter echoed throughout the Assembly Hall, drawing the attention of many and adding a touch of levity to what had already been a tense confrontation.
Darius's gaze wandered around the Assembly Hall, piercing through the surface noise and chaos to focus on familiar scenes. His thoughts drifted back to memories of when he was just a young soldier in the legion. Back then, he bore none of the heavy responsibilities he carried now; life was tough but filled with raw joy.
In those days at the barracks, the most popular entertainment was underground boxing matches. Soldiers would gather together in a large circle, their eyes glued to two fighters battling it out on a makeshift ring amidst flying dust. Bets were exchanged quietly among the crowd, faces displaying excitement or tension as cheers and discussions rose and fell.
During those times, Darius learned how to find order amid seemingly chaotic fights and carve out his own path within them. Whenever he saw others arguing passionately over match results or even coming to blows, he felt an exhilarating energy and vitality.
Now standing in such a serious and solemn place as the Assembly Hall, facing the chaos before him brought forth old memories that made him smile involuntarily. Though he now occupied a position of power and lived a glamorous life, that raw and unrefined noise and fervor occasionally stirred something deep within him that felt particularly interesting. It seemed to transport him back to those days filled with sweat and laughter.
Polnareff stood at the center of the competition, his gaze shifting from Wei Dong on one side to Maple Leaf, Chovy, and Ximen on the other. Wei Dong stood firm like a mountain, exuding an air of calmness as if this impending duel was merely another simple practice for him. Opposite him, Maple Leaf, Chovy, and Ximen displayed their determination; although there was a hint of tension in their expressions, their mutual understanding and resolve indicated they were ready to face the challenge ahead.
Polnareff turned to look at Swen on the high platform, and Swen nodded slightly, indicating that everything was ready. Polnareff then raised his hand, and all eyes in the venue focused on him. He took a deep breath and then sharply brought his hand down, announcing loudly, "The match begins!"
With Polnareff's command, the entire venue fell into a brief Silence, followed by a thunderous applause and cheers. Maple Leaf, Chovy, and Ximen instantly summoned their magical powers, their figures appearing even more resolute amidst the flickering light. Opposite them, Wei Dong stood calmly, seemingly unfazed by the display of the others' magic; his gaze was deep, revealing a formidable strength not to be underestimated.
The audience below was filled with excitement; some jumped up in enthusiasm while others held their breath, waiting for the outcome of this extraordinary magical duel. Polnareff stepped aside, his heart filled with anticipation and tension; this match would undoubtedly mark an important record for Noxus.
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