This time, Kexus did not choose a simple and crude jump slash.
The move that Wilfred took just now was a pure test of strength. Sarlayan would not be stupid enough to think that Caixus, who had experienced many battles, only had brute strength.
"winter!"
Under the secret attention of a large number of gladiators from the Soul Chosen Academy, Kexus's thick legs suddenly kicked off the ground, and at the same time he launched a charge, his entire body turned into an afterimage that could not be captured.
According to Sharlayan's understanding of charge, once this skill is activated, it cannot be turned around on the way.
As long as you can predict the opponent's impact angle, it is not impossible to prepare for counterattacks in advance.
To Sarlayan's expectation, when he crossed his swords and prepared to face the enemy head-on, Caixus suddenly turned around three times in a row on the way. Several afterimages created by multiple bursts of charging skills almost killed Sarlayan. Ann's eyes were dazzled.
The fighting instinct that originated from a warrior and was strengthened by the blood of the dragon clan frantically warned Sarlayan. He subconsciously took a step forward, rotated 180° on the spot with his left foot as the axis, and used centrifugal force to slash the two swords behind him.
"clang!
"
Sure enough, after many twists and turns, Caixus actually appeared behind Sarlayan, and the giant ax that had already been charged struck heavily on the hastily struck swords.
Although the change of moves was a bit embarrassing, he still predicted the direction of Caixus' attack, at least he was not split in half by his axe.
Without the strength bonus from jumping, Caixus' power was not as violent as when he tested Wilfred before.
"Well!"
The huge repulsive force from the two swords made Sarlayan's hands holding the sword numb, and he couldn't control his center of gravity and was thrown backward by this violent force.
The three Valeela on the sidelines changed their colors in the same way. Wilfred and others also stared at Sarlayan without blinking. They knew that the test of this move was not over yet.
If Sarlayan falls out of the field in embarrassment, this move cannot be regarded as a complete catch.
Sarlayan himself knew this. He worked hard to control his body's center of gravity and posture while he was in mid-air. When his feet finally came down again, he immediately assumed a falling posture and forcibly stepped on the "footbrake" of the ground.
Sarlayan's feet dragged two long trajectories on the ground. Seeing that he still couldn't stop, he gritted his teeth to control his upper body that was leaning back, and inserted Valagar's two swords into the ground to help relieve the force.
When Sarlayan finally stopped retreating, he was less than 2 meters away from the battlefield boundary drawn by Caixus. Four deep trenches stretched from near the center of the field to the side.
"Huh~"
Valeela and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time when they saw Sarlayan stop his retreat and stand up straight.
After finishing the move, Caixus smashed his rune ax headfirst into the ground, released his hands and applauded Sharlayan.
"Well done! You are the first mortal who can take my moves steadily when we first meet... Am I remembering correctly, Wilfred?"
Baron Wilfred on the sidelines nodded in amazement: "That's right, at least in my memory, no one has ever been able to completely catch the Marquis's move in the first test, not even Durotan. .”
"Wait a minute……"
Sarlayan was immersed in the system's upgrade prompts. The familiar name he suddenly heard made him open his eyes unconsciously, temporarily ignoring the new skill selection opportunity.
"Baron Wilfred, did you just say... Durotan?"
Wilfred scratched his helmet in confusion: "Yes, he is another baron from the Soul Selection Academy. What, do you know him?"
"Hiss~"
Sarlayan was a little dumbfounded: "You said before that the baron was not from Azeroth..."
Wilfred's eyes under his helmet looked a little innocent: "Durotan said he came from a world called Draenor. He is indeed not from Azeroth."
"Ah this..."
【……Word games? Speaking of which, Durotan still couldn't forget his hometown. Even though he entered Azeroth with the tribe, he never considered himself an Azerothian. 】
[Wait, if I remember correctly, Durotan's wife Draka will also come to Maldraxxus at some time in the future, right? She seems to have become the new baron of the Soul Chosen Academy? 】
[Is this considered inheritance... But where was Durotan at that time? 】
[It's probably because of the dog's lead. With Maldraxxus's martial style, it's not surprising that he dies on the battlefield anytime. 】
According to the information provided by the barrage, after Draka came to Maldraxxus, he first worked for the Academy of Sharp Eyes and was a colleague of Vashj.
It was not until the disappearance of the former Baron Alexandros Mograine that Draka was noticed by the Marquis of Caixus and was dispatched to the Soul Chosen Chamber as the new baron.
Sarlayan asked casually when he was in the Sharp Eye Academy, and Marquis Akalek made it clear that he did not have a female orc named Draka under his command, which meant that Draka had not been led to the Shadow Realm at this time. .
"Durotan..."
Sarlayan said with a subtle expression: "Let's find a chance to meet him. After all, we are half fellow countrymen."
If there are still people in the old tribe full of evil who can be cleansed, Durotan is undoubtedly one of them.
Although the Frostwolf clan also invaded Azeroth with the tribe, Durotan had no intention of conflict with the local indigenous people from the beginning.
Draenor, tainted by fel energy, is hopeless, and the Frostwolf clan must find a new home to thrive.
Durotan had no choice but to lead his people across the Dark Portal to Azeroth.
After arriving in the new world, Durotan immediately parted ways with the group of violent greenskin compatriots.
He led the Frostwolf clan into the mountains and forests, avoiding the Alliance's defense lines along the way, and finally settled in the Alterac Snow Mountains, which was somewhat similar to his hometown of Frostfire Ridge, and lived a peaceful life without fighting against the world.
In the original history, Sal (Gu Yin'er), who was later called the salvation shaman, was born during this time.
In order to prevent the Shadow Council warlocks headed by Gul'dan from contaminating this new home again, Durotan, who had settled his people, was determined to take action.
He and Draka rushed to the war front with the young Guyin'er in their arms, and told their friend, Orgrim Doomhammer of the Blackstone Clan, all the truth they had learned about warlocks colluding with demons and polluting the earth.
After learning the truth, Orgrim immediately stated that he would assist Durotan to overthrow the rule of Gul'dan's puppet, the Blackhand Warchief, and prevent the warlocks from continuing to use evil energy to pollute their new home.
After the two sides agreed on a time to attack, Orgrim arranged for several of his subordinates to escort the Durotans away.
Unfortunately, Orgrim did not expect that among these guards there happened to be Gul'dan's spies. The unsuspecting Durotan couple were intercepted and killed by these soldiers loyal to the Shadow Council. Only the infant Guyiner happened to be passing by. Saved by Edras Blackmore.
Out of some whimsical ambition, Blackmore brought Guyir back to Durnholde Castle to raise him, and gave him a new name - Thrall. In human language, this word means: slave.
After the Battle of Alterac, with the mediation of Quel'Thalas, the declining Lordaeron was forced to sign a peace agreement with the Anti-Lordaeron Alliance, pinching its nose and recognizing the independence of the Kingdom of Alterac.
Including Hillsbrad and Alterac Snow Mountain, all the territory of the original Kingdom of Alterac was recovered and returned to the jurisdiction of the Kingdom of Alterac.
Under such circumstances, Lord Blackmore of Durnholde, who had no hesitation in kneeling down to Lordaeron and abandoning his motherland, was embarrassed.
At present, the newly born Kingdom of Alterac is in a state of exhaustion and cannot take care of this young man for the time being.
But Blackmore himself knew very well that the new king of Alterac, Inseton Perenold, would never let him go, and the countdown to the good days of Durnholde Castle had begun.
With a Sword of Damocles hanging above his head, Blackmore became more and more hysterical under the tremendous pressure, venting his anger on the servants in the castle all day long.
Sal is one of them.
As early as after the Battle of Alterac, Sharlayan had considered how to arrange the future World Shaman.
But because he was so busy with worldly matters, he never took the time to make up his mind.
Meeting Durotan in the Shadow Realm was purely coincidental, but it also happened to allow Sharlayan to confirm his ideas through communication with Durotan, and then make proper arrangements for young Thrall.
Just when Sarlayan was thinking wildly because of Durotan's existence, Caixus said boldly and loudly: "I always keep my word. You passed my test. The Soul Chosen Academy allows you to investigate at will... Wilfrey Virtue."
"exist!"
Caixus: "You will assist Sarlayan and his party in the entire investigation. If anyone dares to stop it, don't give me face. Beat him!"
Wilfred bowed his head and accepted the order without hesitation: "Your will!"
