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This time, Kexus did not choose the simple and rude jump cut.

The move that Wilfred took just now was a pure test of strength, and Sharlayan would not be so foolish as to think that the experienced Kexus only had brute force.

"winter!"

Under the secret attention of a large number of gladiators from the Academy of Souls, Kexus's thick legs suddenly kicked the ground, and at the same time as he charged, his whole body turned into an uncapturable afterimage.

According to Sharlayan's understanding of charge, once this skill is activated, it cannot be turned on the way.

As long as you can predict the opponent's impact angle, it is not impossible to prepare for countermeasures in advance.

Contrary to Sarayan's expectations, when he crossed his swords and prepared to face the enemy head-on, Kexus suddenly turned three times in a row on the way. Ann's eyes dazzled.

Originated from warriors and strengthened by dragon blood, the fighting instinct crazily alerted Sharlayan. He took a step forward subconsciously, turned 180° on the spot with his left foot as the axis, and used centrifugal force to slash the two swords backwards.

"clang!

Sure enough, after many turns, Kexus appeared behind Sharlayan, and the huge ax that had already been charged slammed heavily on the hastily struck twin swords.

Although the change was a bit embarrassing, at least he predicted the direction of Kexus' attack, at least he didn't split him in half with an axe.

Without the strength bonus of jumping, Kexus' strength is not as violent as when testing Wilfred before.

"Well!"

The huge counter-shock force from the two swords made Sarlayan's hands holding the swords go numb for a while, and he couldn't control his center of gravity and was thrown backwards by this violent force.

The three of Valeera on the sidelines changed color at the same time, and Wilfred and the others stared at Sharlayan without blinking. They knew that the test of this move was not over yet.

If Sharlayan fell out of the field in embarrassment, this move could not be regarded as a complete catch.

Sharlayan himself was aware of this point. He tried his best to control his body's center of gravity and posture when he was in mid-air, and when his feet finally turned down again, he immediately assumed the posture of a jackhammer, and forcibly stepped on the "foot brake" on the ground.

Sharlayan's feet dragged two long tracks on the ground. Seeing that he still couldn't stop, he gritted his teeth to control the upper body that was leaning back, and inserted the two Valagar swords into the ground to help relieve the force.

When Sharlayan finally stopped retreating, he was only less than 2 meters away from the boundary line of the battlefield drawn by Kexus, and four deep trenches dragged from a position close to the center of the field to the sidelines.

"Huh~"

Seeing that Sarlayan stopped his retreat and stood upright firmly, the three of Valeera breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

After one move, Kexus smashed his rune battle ax head-down into the ground, and let go of his hands to applaud Sharlayan.

"Good job! You are the first mortal who can safely take my move at first sight... I remember 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 Lord Marquis' move in the first test, not even Durotan." .”

"Wait a minute…"

Sharlayan was immersed in the system's upgrade prompts, and the familiar name he heard suddenly made him unconsciously open his eyes wide, temporarily ignoring the new opportunity to choose skills.

"Baron Wilfred, you just said... Durotan?"

Wilfred grabbed his helmet in doubt: "That's right, he is another baron from the Chosen Academy, why, do you know him?"

"Hiss~"

Sharlayan was a little dumbfounded: "Before you said that the baron was not from Azeroth..."

The eyes under Wilfred's helmet looked a little innocent: "Durotan said he came from a world called Draenor, and he really wasn't from Azeroth."

"Ah..."

【…Word games? It is said that Durotan still can't forget his hometown. Even if he entered Azeroth with the tribe, he never considered himself a native of Azeroth. 】

【Wait, if I remember correctly, Durotan's wife, Draka, will also come to Maldraxxus sometime in the future, and she seems to be the new Baron of the Chosen Academy? 】

【Is this considered inheritance... But where did Durotan go at that time? 】

[It's probably a dog. With Maldraxxus' martial style, it's not surprising when he dies on the battlefield. 】

According to the information provided by the barrage, after Draka came to Maldraxxus, he first worked in the Academy of Sharp Eyes, and was a colleague of Vaschi.

It wasn't until the former baron Alexandros Mograni disappeared that Draka was taken by the Marquis of Kexus and dispatched to the Soul Selection Academy as the new baron.

Sharlayan asked casually at the Academy of Sharp Eyes before, and the Marquis of Akalek made it clear that he did not have a female orc named Draka under his command, which meant that Draka hadn't been led to the Shadow Realm yet. .

"Drotan..."

Sharlayan said with a subtle expression: "Let's find a chance to meet him, at least he's half a fellow townsman."

If there are still people who can wash away in the old tribe full of crimes, Durotan is undoubtedly one of them.

Although the Frostwolf clan also invaded Azeroth with the Horde, Durotan had no intention of conflicting with the local aborigines from the very beginning.

With the fel-tainted Draenor beyond salvation, the Frostwolf clan must find a new home to thrive.

Durotan had no choice but to bring his people across the Dark Portal to Azeroth.

Immediately after arriving in the New World, Durotan parted ways with his berserk greenskin brethren.

He led the Frostwolf clan into the forest, avoiding the alliance's defense all the way, and finally settled in the Alterac Snow Mountain, which was somewhat similar to his hometown of Frostfire Ridge, and lived a peaceful life without disputes with the world.

In the original history, Sal (Guyiner), who was later called the savior shaman, was born during this period.

In order to prevent the shadow council warlocks headed by Gul'dan from polluting this brand new homeland again, Durotan, who settled the tribe, was determined to take action.

He and Draka rushed to the frontline of the war together with the young Gouyiner, and told his friend, Orgrim Doomhammer of the Blackrock Clan, all the truths he had learned about warlocks colluding with demons and polluting the earth.

Orgrim, who learned the truth, immediately stated that he would definitely assist Durotan to overthrow the rule of Gul'dan's puppet, the Blackhand Warchief, and prevent the warlocks from continuing to use fel energy to pollute the new homeland.

After the two parties agreed on a time to attack, Orgrim arranged for several subordinates to **** Durotan and his wife away.

It's a pity that Orgrim didn't expect that there happened to be Gul'dan's spies among the guards. The unsuspecting Durotan and his wife were intercepted and killed by these soldiers loyal to the Shadow Council. Saved by Aedelas Blackmoore.

Out of some whimsical ambition, Blackmoore brought Goyil back to Durnholde Castle to raise him, and gave him a new name—Sarr. In Human Language, this word means slave . UU reading www.uukanshu.com

After the Battle of Alterac, under the mediation of Quel'Thalas, the weakening Lordaeron was forced to sign a peace agreement with the Anti-Lordaeron Alliance, pinching their noses and recognizing the independence of the Kingdom of Alterac.

Including Hillsbrad and Alterac Snow Mountain, all the territory of the original Alterac Kingdom was recovered and returned to the jurisdiction of the Alterac Kingdom.

Under such circumstances, Blackmoore, the lord of Dunholde who did not hesitate to kneel and lick Lordaeron and betrayed his motherland, was embarrassed.

Right now, the newly-born Alterac Kingdom is in dire straits, and it is temporarily unable to take care of this young man.

But Blackmore knew very well that the new king of Alterac, Inselton Perenolde, would never let him go, and the good days of Dunholde Castle had entered the countdown.

With a sword of Damocles hanging above his head, Blackmoore 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 the end of the Battle of Alterac, Sharlayan had considered how to arrange for this future World Sha.

But because of mundane affairs, he never took the time to make up his mind.

It was purely a coincidence that he could meet Durotan in the Shadow Realm, but it also happened to allow Sharlayan to confirm his thoughts through communication with Durotan, and then he could make proper arrangements for the young Thrall.

Just when Sharlayan was thinking wildly because of Durotan's existence, Kexus loudly said: "I always keep my word, you have passed my test, and the Academy of Soul Selection allows you to investigate as you please... Wilfred .”

"exist!"

Kexus: "You will assist in the investigation of Sharlayan and his party. If someone dares to obstruct you, don't give me face, beat me up!"

Wilfred bowed his head without hesitation: "Your will!"