"What's wrong with you?" Valera leaned in curiously, the Blood Elves' unique talent for a magical affinity made her sense that there seemed to be some residual smell of magic in men. She reached out and tried to secretly absorb the magic.

"Don't come near me!" Before her hand could touch him, the man slapped her hand away and yelled. A bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes, and his surging rage made Valera's heart beat to a halt.

Broll grabbed Valella: "Don't come near him, there's something wrong with him." ”

"Cut." Valella wrenched Broll's hand away. "I'm too lazy to care, like him, isn't it sent to death by entering the arena? Is it really a trick for us? Rhaegar didn't want to give up. It's better to call his Juggernaut trainer to team up with us. ”

"Indeed, I think so, too."

Hearing this, Browl turned around in surprise to find that the Juggernaut trainer in Valera's mouth was already standing behind them without knowing when. Farther away, their master, Rhaegar. The wrath of the earth was watching them. He wears a fur hat made of wolf head, and the shadow of the prominent wolf kiss obscures most of his face, making it difficult to see his expression.

As Juggernaut stepped into the arena. The surrounding gladiators scattered in unison.

Broll also pulled Valella to the side and took a few steps back, giving up the field to the Juggernaut and the red-haired man.

"Broll, why are you pulling me? Don't you care much about your alliance friends? What, now you want him dead? Valera whispered a mock at his flinching.

Brower similarly lowered his voice: "Rhaegar has always been known for picking the eye of gladiators. I've been with Rhaegar for two years, and I know a lot more about him than you do, and it's not for nothing that the outside world is looking after him. If I had to choose. I'll bet that man wins! ”

"Ho!" Valera smiled disdainfully and shouted at the two of them: "Fight, it can't be scared, right?" ”

There was a commotion all around.

"You're playing with fire, Valera." Broll warned her.

"Hmph. You don't have to do much. ”

The small quarrel between Broll and Valera did not affect the mood of the man and the Juggernaut.

"You're the rookie that Rhaegar picked up to take my place?" The Sword Master looked at the man, and disdainfully drew his twin swords and pointed them at him, "Let's have a fight and decide who has the right to stand on the gavel of doom." But I don't think you can even see tomorrow's solar energy. Still a problem. ”

Faced with the provocation of an opponent who is much taller than himself. The man put down his hand covering his head, casually tore a strip of cloth from his clothes, and neatly tied the red hair with his hands and feet, revealing a face that had been covered by messy red hair. Among human men, it was a very heroic face, and the lines of the face were as hard and vivid as a knife and axe.

When he opened his sword eyebrows again, a pair of red eyes flowed, making his whole temperament completely different.

Rhaegar looked at the man he had picked up from under the crocodile in the bay of the fist, touching his chin and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. Juggernaut wants to challenge his authority? It's a pity, he still wanted to continue to use him as a trainer.

"Just give him a sword." He commanded.

An ordinary two-handed sword was thrown at the man. He easily took it with his right backhand. His hand pinched the hilt of his sword. Then the left hand is casually placed on it.

Brower's eyes lit up. This is the fighting style of the dwarves. As a human being, why do you have such a habit of fighting?

"Whoever wins, follow me to the hammer of doom." Rhaeggar's voice was as calm as ever. He didn't say what happens to those who lose. Because he knows, everyone knows. In the world of gladiators, there is only winning, and dying.

"Let's go!" He clapped his hands.

With the first high-five, Juggernaut swung his twin blades and performed his triumphant move: Swift Walk, disappearing into thin air.

"It's kind of interesting, it's a lot like our thieves' stealth." Valera narrowed her eyes with interest and looked closely, drawing conclusions.

"Maybe." Brower was noncommittal. "Valera, you should look beyond the phenomenon to see the essence, I have to say, you blood elves seem to be obsessed with the superficiality of appearances."

"When he kills the Sword Master, you can teach me a lesson." Valera said dismissively. "Look at him, his mind hasn't woken up yet. Motionless, are you waiting for death? ”

The man who stood still could feel his brain, his heart, his body sharpened and cleared, clear as he had never seen since he awoke, clear enough that he could feel the slightest dissonance in the air around him. As for why? Who knows? Maybe he was born to be a warrior.

He didn't pay attention to the little trick of the Juggernaut, yes, he had faced enemies far stronger than him, although he couldn't remember who those people were. However, his instincts told him that such an opponent was more than fearful.

One time, one time is enough. He didn't move, just clenched the sword in his hand.

Here it comes!

The suddenly vanished Juggernaut reappears. But it's one, two...... Six, six identical Juggernauts surrounded the men.

Twelve blades that shimmered with cold light intertwined into a white net of knives and slashed at him. The Juggernaut seemed to have seen his blood splattered on the spot, and the six identical faces let out a smug and hideous laugh.

The people around let out an exclamation. It seems that the winner has been decided.

"Boring little trick." The man snorted under his breath, and then took a step forward, raising the blade in his hand. The blade spun rapidly, like a whirlwind in his hands.

Rhaegar in the distance narrowed his eyes happily.

Break! Break! Break! Break! Break!

One by one, the doppelgangers of the Juggernaut disappeared, so fast that few people could see what was happening.

Most people only saw the ordinary two-handed sword, which slashed horizontally into the belly of the Sword Master, almost slashing him in two.

The sword master's smile was still on his face, and his hand was still in this slashing posture, and he was killed on the spot before he could even react.

"Tsk!" The man's face did not change, and he lightly pulled out the two-handed swords stuck in the body of the Sword Master, and the blood immediately splattered out and sprayed his head and face.

"Oh, the blood of the orcs turned out to be red." He touched the blood that was running from his red hair, looked at the orc who had fallen at his feet, and felt that his head didn't hurt at all. "Looks like I've found a good cure for my headache!"

The man laughed silently, his teeth shining on his blood-stained face.

For the first time, Valera felt that humans laughed even more terrifyingly than orcs.

In the midst of an unbelievable dead silence, a lonely but loud applause rang out.

The man looked in the direction from which the applause had come.

Rhaegar walked leisurely towards him, his steps steady, blood on the ground staining the hem of his clogs and wolfskin dress. But he didn't care. He walked over to the man and looked down to pick up Juggernaut's weapon, the Twin Blades.

"He's not afraid that the human will kill him by the way?" Valera said confusedly. She cursed to herself in a low voice, "Kill Rhaegar and we'll be free, fool." ”

"You're too impatient!" Broll stopped her words.

"Human!" Rhaegar over there had already picked up the twin blades, held them in his hands and handed them to him. "Take your loot. You will go with us to the Hammer of Doom. We're going to win the team championship this season. ”

The man silently took the double blade and stuck it in his waist.

"Hahaha...... It's been a long time since I've seen a warrior like you. The ancestors gave me good luck. Rhaega laughed, and he silently added in his heart - even Bloody Eyes can't compare to you.

"Those two over there are your teammates." He pointed to Valera and Broll. "Let's get along. You still have a week to grind. Then, in the hammer of doom - become a champion, or die. ”

The sun is empty.

North ended his meeting with Thrall and strolled out of the Valley of Wisdom.

"It's rare that there are so many reasonable orcs in politics like this." He stepped onto the skeletal steed and sighed under his breath.

"Yes, but there are only a few." As soon as he left the Valley of Wisdom, the invisible undead thief said. (As a sign of respect for the Orcs, invisibility is not allowed in the Valley of Wisdom.) Exposure to the sun, which made him very unaccustomed. "I miss the Undercity."

"yes......" North reached out to cover Kalimdor's midday sun. But we may have to stay in Kalimdo for a while. Chief Sal has sent a letter to inform Chief Kane of the Minotaur of this, and it is not known what his reply will be. ”

He could see that Woking, the leader of the trolls, was reluctant to let the blood elves join the tribe, but his dark spear trolls were attached to the orcs, so they didn't have a lot of power. The key is the orcs! Although the Great Chief Thrall was moved, the other brainless orcs under him didn't think so. Today's meeting, the absence of Garrosh, the successor of Sal's family, is a clear signal.

The situation is now not in their favor. Of the four leaders of the tribe, only Her Majesty is the one who insists on and wants the Blood Elves to join.

And what the Queen wants is what he must achieve, no matter how it takes.

"Alright, let's go back to the embassy for a break. There's another thing to do, I don't know what kind of information your spies will bring me. ”

"My lord, why do you pay so much attention to this new student?" A question erupted from the mouth of the leader of the thieves.

"......" North smiled slightly, his green eyes reflecting the bright sun of Kalimdor, "because she has this value." ”

He rode forward and said no more.

The scene of his first encounter with Sia came to his mind, and then the scene passed by.

Simon ...... The man with a beautiful appearance but cold and ruthless, I have to admit that his vision is really extraordinary.

Thinking of Simon, North couldn't help but think again. Simon has not been heard from since he reported to the Queen to go to Tanaris. Simon is an indispensable talent for the Royal Society of Pharmacists, but what happened to him?

Enos, as far as he knew, should never have allowed Thea to walk alone in the world.

North silently put a big question mark in his heart.