Two bright red flags fluttered across the land, one with a sharp-toothed grimace insignia, and the other with a flaming blade, representing the war song and the blade of fire.

At this moment, under the witness of the clan emblem, a glorious Margora is about to begin.

The two warriors unloaded their armor and flexed their rocky muscles, and with the blessing of their respective clan shamans, they took the only thing they were allowed to carry in this battle, except for a loincloth... Their usual weapon.

"In the name of the ancestors, may this weapon earn you honor!" the shamans blessed their weapons and inspected them to make sure they were not tampered with, such as poison.

The two warriors turned their gaze to each other.

Gromash grinned a mocking grin as he saw that Mogolin had chosen to use only that thick iron whip instead of a shield and whip as usual.

"What a little cub who doesn't know the height of the sky. ”

Mogolin did not react to Gromarsh's taunts, he just looked back at Galloka, and saw that her face was full of worry, so he immediately gave her a confident smile, hoping that she would not worry about herself.

At this moment, the orc warriors who were watching outside the arena suddenly fell silent, and they saw that Lord Walok Sarufar was ready to launch a signal for the start of the duel.

He clutched the banner of a tribe in his hand and stomped it on the ground hard, and the heavy earth tremor was transmitted to every corner of the gladiatorial arena, and the surrounding orc warriors began to follow the rhythm of King Sarufar, either beating their chests or stomping on the ground with their weapons.

“Mak'gora！！！”

With the roar of the orc warriors in unison, the glorious duel of Makgora officially began, and the two warriors charged towards each other like brave men meeting on a narrow road.

The Legendary Blood Roar and the Thunder Steel Whip collided together in an instant.

"Hum!" The heavy metal crash sound was like the sound of two locomotives colliding head-on, and the surrounding orc warriors were stinging in their ears with shock, but they didn't dare to leave the center of the battle for a moment.

Dazzling sparks exploded, and the situation of the battle was completely beyond everyone's expectations, only to see that as soon as the sparks and roars exploded, Grommash's figure flew back upside down.

He was as fast as if he had been fired as a human cannonball from a steel cannon, but he was the most powerful warrior of the Gromash Hellroar, the Warsong Clan.

I saw that the Gromash people slashed the blood roar into the earth in the air, used it as a hook, and began to slow down their castration, and the solid ground seemed to have been cut with a huge wound, and Gromash flew at least twenty yards before finally stopping.

As soon as he stopped, he looked at Mogolin in the distance with a shocked face holding the whip in both hands, and his heart was full of incomprehensible emotions.

Gromash felt like an axe had just slashed at an oncoming stone fist of a Margolon Destroyer, and the unstoppable force crushed him, knocking himself out in an instant, if it weren't for the blood roar being strong enough, I'm afraid that just that blow would have destroyed him and killed him on the spot.

Noticing Gromache's puzzled expression, Mogolin smiled and said:

"You may seem surprised, Chief Warsong, but I must make it clear that I have not broken the rules of dueling, and since I was fifteen years old, even my brother has never outdone me in a simple contest of strength, and this is me Mogolim, the shield of the tribe!. ”

Grommash's face changed when he heard this, he had personally experienced the power of Izzy, it was not an exaggeration to say that Izzy was a humanoid Golon, but he never thought that there were orcs in this world who could outperform Izzy in strength, this was really incredible, Mogolin was simply a real monster!

"This! this...... It's amazing!"

Grommash felt the blood boiling all over his body, and the more difficult the challenge, the more worthy of being surpassed!

"Beat him and get stronger!"

Chief Warsong pulled the roar of blood from the earth, strode forward, and without hesitation, launched a fearless charge at Mogolin again.

Mogolin naturally did not intimidate, and the two approached at a rapid distance again, and at the same time swung their weapons and attacked each other.

But this time, as if he had been prepared, Gromash suddenly stopped his charge, and with quick movements, he avoided the momentum and swept the steel whip with great force, and then he swung his axe and slashed the blood roar into Mogolin's abdomen.

Mo Golin hurriedly retracted the whip to block, and narrowly blocked the axe with the gauntlet of the steel whip, but after blocking this blow, Mo Golin's face changed drastically, and he felt the strange attack power of the other party.

This blow is too light, and this means that the opponent still has the strength to come, and he will come back at any time!

Mogolin's judgment was very accurate, and Gromash swung his bloody roar, blowing out a continuous stream of axe shadows, like a hurricane coming, he immediately defended, and had to fall into a passive situation.

Gromash apparently recognized the fact that he was invincible and was ready to win quickly, but Mogolin, who fell into the back hand, was helpless to be brought into his rhythm and could only keep parrying and blocking.

However, not long after this situation began, it was suddenly interrupted, and Mogolin kept in his hands, but suddenly struck with a leg and a kick to Gromache's abdomen.

A gleam flashed in Gromarsh's eyes, and he relied on his sensitive reflexes to block the heavy kick with the hilt of the bloody roar axe, but he was immediately kicked back three steps before he could stand firm.

You come and go, but Mogolin has to be unforgiving at this time, he preemptively struck, waved the steel whip, and slashed at Grommash's head and face, and Gromash staggered to dodge, letting go of Mogolin's attack.

But the steel whip fell to the ground, but it was like an artillery bombardment, and a shock wave was smashed on the ground, and the splattered gravel and sand exploded like exploding shrapnel.

Gromash was stunned, and at the last moment, he used the bloody axe to block the explosive fragments that flew towards his body.

The arena was full of dust, but a hurricane rose out of thin air and blew away the dust, and it was the wind that Mogolin had swung up with a steel whip.

The orcs watching the battle immediately looked at the center of the battle, not quite understanding what was happening, both of them were wounded, they were like a steel shot, and their bodies were full of tiny blood holes.

It's just that Gromache's injuries look significantly more serious, his wounds are bleeding nonstop, and some parts even seem to be transparent from front to back, which is obviously a perforated injury, while the wounds on Mogolin's body seem to bleed less, and it is obviously a feeling of skin trauma.

Generally, the authorities are fascinated by the authorities, and the bystanders are clear, but at this time, the two people in the gladiatorial arena are more clear-minded.

Gromash grinned and thought excitedly, "What a monster!" The splinters hit me like a real gun, but when it hit this little cub, it was blocked by his steely muscles, is he really an orc?

"Chief Warsong, I said your promise is useless, and my brother wouldn't dare to say anything like that to me. ”

When Gromash heard Mogolin's words, the smile on his face gradually calmed down, and he replied solemnly:

"Little cub, you are very powerful, I admit that you are not an opponent that can be defeated by mercy, your strength has earned my respect, I take back what I just said. ”

Mogolin immediately smiled, but Gromash continued, "But, you still can't defeat me, and I'll let you die here with honor!"

Mogolin looked at Grommash's serious expression, and did not get angry, but replied with the same solemn color: "Me too!"

As soon as the two finished speaking, they launched a fearless charge at each other again with murderous intent, Mogolin held the whip in both hands, swept and swung, and viciously pumped towards Gromarsh's waist and abdomen, while Gromash jumped and slashed with an axe, and the jumping and splitting axe pointed directly at Mogolin's head.

In the moment of life and death, under the blow of the two of them, it turned out to be a posture of a fish dying and breaking the net in an instant, but almost at the last moment, Mogolin suddenly retracted his whip and blocked Gromache's attack.

He pushed Gromash out with his arms and roared with blood, but as soon as Gromash hit the ground, he galloped back and dragged his axe diagonally, aiming at Mogolin's waist and abdomen, and was about to send him a halving.

Once again, the blood roar was blocked by the steel whip, and Mogolin used the force of his hand to bounce off Grommash's attack, and he took advantage of the moment of the rebound to whip Gromash on the shoulder.

However, Grommash's counterattack made Mogolin's face change greatly, and he turned a blind eye to the steel whip that attacked his shoulder, and with a bloody roar, he slashed at his deadly body parts.

The two weapons were about to hit their respective targets in an instant, but Mogolin retreated at the last moment to dodge.

The light of the triumphant pursuit turned into a flash of light in Grommash's eyes, and he immediately chased after Mogolin to launch his deadliest attack again.

Mogolin was immediately at a disadvantage, he retreated and fought, and was once again inexplicably beaten without being able to fight back, but Mogolin had already sensed Gromarsh's intentions.

"This madman who doesn't want to die, he actually wants to exchange his life with me!

Mogolin realized this, but felt a little helpless, he kept blocking Gromarsh's attacks, and every time he tried to block a counterattack, he was forced back by Gromarsh's desperate counterattack.

"Damn, this madman doesn't want to die! Lao Tzu also ......"

Mogolin had just thought about it, but he put away his crazy thoughts like a ruined eggplant.

"I don't want to die, I'm not even twenty years old, I still want to marry Galloka, have children with her, and spend the rest of my life together. ”

Such thoughts were like a basin of cold water, extinguishing all of Mogolin's crazy thoughts, and he couldn't die like Grommash.

Grommásh's strategy was very successful, and the collision of weapons allowed him to feel the innocence in Mogolin's heart, and as a warrior, he was obviously still too tender.

If it was Izzy who was fighting him, Gromash would definitely not dare to do so, and Izzy would definitely take advantage of the counterattack's instant first-strike advantage and use his skills to reduce the fatal injury, so that he would only suffer a little serious injury at best.

"Maybe I'll be able to live up to what I said. ”

Gromash thought so, and retracted a little of his strength in his own attack, after all, he also felt that it was no honor to bully such a little.

"It's a pity that Izzy is used to this kid being too weak. ”

“duang！”

As soon as Grommash thought of this, he suddenly heard a loud noise, and the roar of blood in his hands was almost gone, and he immediately clenched the handle of the axe, but the great force still drove him back.

Grommash retreated at least five yards before he regained his footing, and he looked at Mogolin again, his eyes lit up with surprise.

Mogolin's expression and eyes changed in a certain way, as if an incomparably firm belief in victory appeared on his face, and Gromash did not understand why he had changed so dramatically in such a short moment.

"I'm going to live! I'm going to see Izzy again! I'm going to invite Galoka to hunt with me! I'm going to make her my lifelong companion and give birth to a bunch of strong and brave children for me. ”

"Then I must defeat him!

The hope of life awakened Mogolin's will, and he realized that this was a life-or-death Margora, and if he lost, he would also die, so only by winning could he truly live.

Mogolin's brain began to rac, and Izzy's teachings echoed in his head.

"Brother, your strength is unmatched, you have to learn to play to your strengths and avoid weaknesses, and play to your strengths. ”

For the first time, Mogolin charged at Gromash first, and Gromash struck another deadly blow, but a gleam flashed in Mogolin's eyes as he swung his steel whip at Grommash's blood-roaring battle axe.

Grommash's face changed drastically, and as soon as he grasped the handle of the axe, Mogolin's attack successfully hit his own blade.

Gromash immediately took three steps back, and the blood roar in his hand, like a tuning fork, trembled violently, and the strong tremor even affected his arms, making his hands numb, and it was almost difficult to grasp the handle of the blood roar's axe.

And Mogolin didn't give Gromash time to recover at all, he attacked first, and the target of the attack was still Grommash's bloody roar tomahawk.

Gromash immediately resisted the tremor and retreated to dodge, but Mogolin kept dropping the whip, and the thunder steel whip slammed into the ground, causing a shock wave again, stirring up a cloud of rubble.

The clanging sound sounded instantly, and before the dust could be raised, it was dispersed by the wind wielded by Mogolin, and he gave hot pursuit, launching a surging attack on Gromash.

Grommash kept dodging, he had just recovered and was ready to fight for his life.

But Mogolin didn't give him such a chance at all, he directly bullied people with his strength, fused blocking and attacking, and with one whip, the blood roar battle axe shook again.

Gromash was in utter pain, he had to do almost all his best to hold the Bloody Roar and keep his weapon from flying away, he was already at an absolute disadvantage.

The battle continued, and the orc warriors watching the battle cheered loudly, and even they could already see that the victory was about to be decided, but immediately after, a roar like a demon king in the depths of hell suppressed all sounds.

The mad killing intent in Grommash's eyes turned into a solid red glow of blood, and the tremor of the blood roar could no longer affect him, and he turned into a furious god of war who knew no pain and spurned death, and fought with Mogolin.

The whips and axes are striking, the sound of gold is like a thunderbolt, the victory or defeat is still unknown, no one knows.