The Ancient God Ornn

Sejuani, Olaf, and others were doing their morning exercise. The atmosphere here was much more lively Ashe's side, with people laughing and shouting with great energy!

Upon seeing me arrive, Sejuani didn't ask about the war in Ionia or mention the situation here; instead, she wanted to spar with me.

"It's been a long time since I've improved my skills since we parted ways. Come on, Yasuo, give my warriors some pointers!"

I wasn't originally in the mood, but seeing everyone's eager eyes, I agreed anyway.

"Then let's have a friendly spar, but you've all been exhausted for days, so don't push yourselves. We'll stop when we've reached a point. ♘♞ 🍮🎄"

"Okay!" Sejuani readily agreed, then turned around and called out, "Who wants to go first!"

"I'll go first!"

Jeram swaggered over, his massive body swaying. This guy was even taller Olaf, and the double-bladed battle axe in his hand was the size of a cartwheel.

"Brother, we didn't have a chance to spar back in the arena, and I missed the gathering of heroes in Ionia. Now I'd love to learn a thing or two from you!"

"Fine, let me see if you've been wasting your time with Mona!"

"Hehe! Take this axe!"

Jeram swung his sword left and right, slashing at me. The heavy iron lump, weighing over a hundred pounds, didn't feel heavy at all in his hands.

I used to think these barbarians were just randomly swinging their weapons, but after sparring with them, I've realized that's not the case at all.

Both Jeram and Olaf wielded their battle axes with a methodical approach, lacking the finesse of swordsmanship and spearmanship, but possessing more brute force.

In individual combat, they are much stronger than Deno soldiers, but in group combat, they lack the same level of coordination.

Of course, the gap between us was still huge, and I didn't hold back. In just a few rounds, I knocked his battle axe away with my Gale Sword.

Since my battle with Aatrox, I seem to have grasped the secrets of the pinnacle of Martial Arts. I can now wield my sword with complete freedom, and my offense and defense are both more refined than before.

Jeram's eyes widened in disbelief; he hadn't expected to lose so quickly, before he'd even used all his strength.

"That's strange. I heard your strength has increased a lot, but I didn't expect you to be this strong! It must be a coincidence. Let's try again!"

Olaf came over and punched him. "Don't cheat, you clearly lost, it's my turn now!"

I refused him. "Forget it, I'm not competing with you anymore. This kind of competition is meaningless."

"What's wrong Yasuo? You look down on us brothers?"

"No, it's just that I'm not good at teaching. Let this guy next to me spar with you. His name is Jax, and his Martial Arts are unparalleled. He can also give you some guidance."

"No, I must defeat you today!"

Olaf, stubborn as ever, refused to give up easily, Jax walked into the middle of us and grabbed his axe:

"I thought that guy's axe was pretty good, but it had a lot of flaws. Can I borrow it?"

Although it was called a loan, Jax actually snatched it from Olaf, and he wasn't prepared at all!

Surprised, Olaf knew this was a skilled fighter. He simply tossed the other axe to Jax, then took Jeram's axe, ready for a fierce battle!

Jax truly lives up to his reputation as a weapon master; he wields any weapon with skill and grace, even the heavy axe.

He wielded two axes and fought Olaf, gaining the upper hand in both skill and strength, like Big Cat playing with a little mouse.

Olaf grew increasingly alarmed as the battle progressed, and was soon firmly suppressed by Jax, finding it difficult to retaliate.

Finally, he threw the axe on the ground and said dejectedly, "I lost! This is the first time I've ever lost to someone with an axe!"

"There's another power within you that you haven't unleashed, otherwise I wouldn't have won so easily."

"That's the bloodline of the Berserker Clan, meant for fighting enemies, not for using against your own people."

"Alright, then I'll give you some advice based on our exchange just now..."

Jax began to speak slowly, and all the berserkers, except for Olaf and Jeram, listened attentively, as this was a problem they all shared.

After a lecture, there was a practical exercise. It took Jax a whole morning to complete the teaching, which convinced everyone.

Udyr and Alistar returned around noon. They had been patrolling outside recently, occasionally encountering small groups of Void Creatures and eliminating them directly, but this time they seemed somewhat flustered.

It turns out that the two encountered the Void Creatures again today. This time, however, the monster was much stronger than before and could move freely during the day!

This suggests that the Void Creatures may have adapted to the local climate, or that even more powerful monsters are on the way!

Udyr immediately informed Swain, who then relayed the message to all the outposts and urged the tribes to relocate as soon as possible, perhaps even retreating to the Heart of the Land defense line ahead of schedule.

The defense here is in excellent condition, and after Jax's guidance, they are even better. We didn't linger and continued eastward.

Sejuani territory is guarded by Ornn, an ancient god skilled in forging weapons and creating terrain, who occupies the very center of the defensive line.

He was not with humans, but with a flock of Freljord giant sheep. Their fur was reddish-brown, their eyes were reddish, they were as strong as buffalo, and they looked extremely fierce.

I am no stranger to this kind of giant sheep. When I was helping Lux find the "Ageless Water", I met Gragas' friend Buck, who kept a giant sheep from Freljord and named it Baloo.

Unfortunately, I got them involved in the feud between the Kinkou Order. Balu sacrificed himself to save Buck, which left a deep impression on me.

Ornn didn't recognize me, but he did recognize the War Aspect. He was breathing hot air from his nostrils and staring at me with his small eyes.

"War Aspect? You've come to help too?"

"Don't mistake me for someone else, I'm not Pantheon, I'm Yasuo."

"Oh yeah, I think you look different. Yasuo, Yasuo... you're Yasuo?!"

"Don't be so surprised, right? This is our first time meeting, isn't it?"

"I've heard a lot of rumors about you, and you were the one who released Volibear?"

"It certainly has something to do with me. Without Volibear and his Bearman Tribe warriors, it would be even harder for us to resist the Void's invasion."

"If it weren't for that meddlesome guy, I wouldn't have had to get involved in this mess. Ultimately, it's all your fault!"

Ornn was furious, blaming everything on me. I wanted to yell at him, "Do you really think Hearth-Home will be the same after the outside world is destroyed? Even the Yordle are actively fighting, so why are you so passive and withdrawn?"

I didn't want to engage in a pointless argument, so I ultimately didn't say, "I've offended you in the past, and I ask for your help now."