Questioning the Barbarian King

This man was tall and burly, a typical Freljord strongman. Seeing Ashe praising Tryndamere, he felt resentful.

"If you say he's handsome and dashing, I have nothing to say, but if you say he's the bravest warrior, I disagree!"

"Step back, Bernie! I've experienced Tryndamere's ferocity firsthand, you don't need to doubt it. 🐠😳 🐸🐨"

"Have you experienced it? In bed, huh? Hahaha..."

"Presumptuous!"

This guy named Bernie is very rude. He dared to talk to Ashe like that without anyone stopping him. He seems to be of a very high status.

"Did I hit the nail on the head? Why are you so excited!"

"You..."

"No need to rush, Your Queen. My bravery isn't something that can be proven with words. Let him see for himself."

Tryndamere remained calm and composed; he was practically the most well-mannered Savage I'd ever met. His words at that moment clearly indicated he wanted to teach Bernie a lesson.

"Why do you need to deal with this kind of person yourself? Leave it to me!" Dick stopped Tryndamere, glaring fiercely at Bernie.

"You dare not take action? Should you send your subordinates instead?"

"Enough with the nonsense. If you can beat me, the king will naturally accept your challenge!"

Such things are commonplace in Freljord; people are happy to use force to resolve disputes, and once both parties agree to a duel, no one can stop them.

The two burly men began their duel on the wide open ground outside the palace. Neither of them used weapons, and they tried to overpower each other like wrestlers.

Dick lives up to his reputation as someone Tryndamere trusts. His singing is a bit awful, but his skills are still quite good. No wonder he survived the Black Storm.

I don't know much about Bernie's background, but since he holds a certain position in Avarosa, his strength must be considerable.

The two fought like fierce beasts, probing and colliding with each other; they either didn't make contact at all, or when they did, the earth shook violently.

People around were cheering; it was the smell of hormones running high.

The fierce battle continued for a while, but Bernie gradually couldn't hold on any longer. He fell to his knees during a fierce attack by Dick. Although he didn't collapse, everyone could see that he was doomed to lose.

Such a duel was not to be interfered with by others, but Dick was very self-aware. Today was the day of the union of the two tribes, and it would be bad if someone died, so he stopped before a winner was decided.

"My friend, you are a true warrior, worthy of the glory of Avarosa."

Bernie knew Dick had shown mercy. "I lost, but that doesn't prove your king is more powerful!"

"Trust me, my friend, our king wasn't chosen randomly; he was chosen by strength!"

In fact, it wasn't just Bernie; almost everyone in Avarosa doubted Tryndamere's strength, and of course, I shared the same thought.

To dispel people's doubts, he had to demonstrate his abilities, Tryndamere naturally understood this. "My dear friends of Avarosa, we barbarians have come to join you sincerely, and we hope you will not despise us... Finally, if you doubt my strength, please send your strongest warriors to challenge me, and I will never back down!"

Tryndamere began by expressing his expectations, hoping for harmony between the two peoples and envisioning a shared future.

To these taciturn Freljord, these words were like pearls of wisdom, soothing and pleasing to the eye, displaying the demeanor of a diplomat.

Finally, in response to people's doubts, he challenged the strongest warrior in Avarosa to a duel. Upon hearing this, some cheered, some were worried, and some fell silent, seemingly thinking of something.

The cheers naturally came from the onlookers, including Bernie, who had just been defeated and was eager to see Tryndamere's true strength.

Only Ashe was worried. It seemed that the person who bore the title of the strongest in Avarosa was not simple, but since Tryndamere had said so, she naturally could not stop him.

When this strongest warrior was summoned, everyone held their breath. His tall figure resembled that of a giant, and his proportions appeared abnormal, somewhat bloated and disproportionate.

"Crush this hypocritical barbarian, Kled!" Bernie commanded.

The giant roared and charged forward. He seemed to be mentally undeveloped, like a big, dumb dummy.

Undeterred, Tryndamere handed the Ice Saber to Dick, took off his white leather robe, and went to meet him.

The giant was nearly twice the height of Tryndamere, and his hammer-like Riot Games looked terrifying, leaving large craters in the ground when they hit. He didn't dodge Tryndamere's attacks at all, nor was he injured, like an impenetrable wall.

However, this action dispelled people's doubts about the King of the Barbarians, because he was indeed very powerful.

His fighting style is quite different from Dick's; he rarely engages in physical contact, not because he's weak, but because he seems to disdain it!

Finally, after the giant nudged him with his shoulder, Tryndamere roared in anger, "You filthy thing, don't touch me!"

I didn't know why Tryndamere was acting this way, when Lili explained to us, "This giant is a mutant, corrupted by Dark Magic."

"Then why did he become the strongest warrior in Avarosa? He just looks like an ordinary, big, dumb guy."

"How should I know? Go ask Ashe."

The giant became even more ferocious upon hearing Tryndamere's words, but aside from being stronger and more robust, he had no other advantages, so he was essentially powerless against anyone.

Bernie, growing impatient with the situation, threw an axe at Kress: "Catch that, Kled!"

Bernie, you went too far today!

"I just want you to know that it was a mistake for you to reject me and choose this barbarian!"

So it turns out he was also one of Ashe's suitors. No wonder he disliked Tryndamere so much. But then again, he really doesn't deserve her!

"King, catch the Ice Saber!" Dick saw that the giant had a weapon and didn't want his king to suffer.

With weapons, the battle became completely different, increasing the level of gore. The giants still couldn't hit Tryndamere, while Tryndamere slashed the giants' bodies to shreds.

The giant's blood was dark red and clearly contaminated, but the Ice Saber remained pristine; the blood could not have lingered on its surface.

"Enough! Stop it, all of you!" Ashe finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted loudly.

Tryndamere quickly stopped, and the giant also quieted down. He couldn't speak, but he could understand what others were saying.

Ashe was furious. "Kled was once the strongest warrior of Avarosa! Although he suffered an accident and became like this, his honor still lives on! From now on, no one is allowed to let him duel again!"

It turns out that this giant wasn't originally like this; he was the true strongest warrior of Avarosa. Although we don't know what happened, it seems quite a pity.

The giant shed tears upon hearing Ashe's words. He wanted to speak, but could only open his mouth without making a sound.

"Let me see." Lili pushed her way through the crowd.