Kun-Lai Summit is the only mountain range in Pandaria that towers into the clouds. The height of its main peak Peak of Unyielding Strength can even be ranked among the top three in the entire Azeroth mountain range. Huge parts of this mountain range are covered with white snow and are inaccessible except for real travelers.
Temple of the White Tiger is located at the foothills of East mountain in Kun-Lai Summit. The main building is on the waist of Halfhill. Holy Spirit White Tiger rarely leaves this temple. It is said that this is related to its defeat at the hands of the Mogu tyrant Lei Shen. It fought with the powerful Lei Shen for a month in Kun-Lai Summit and finally lost. Lei Shen recognized its Courage and power and gave it a chance to surrender.
But Xuen refused, and Lei Shen of Anger sealed it in Temple of the White Tiger. From then on, until the era of Mogu passed, Xuen has been squatting at the top of the white temple, quietly guarding the entire Pandaria, until today.
Among August Celestials, Xuen is undoubtedly the strongest, single-handedly suppressing Anger and the two violent Sha has never had any problems in ten thousand years, which has also made Valley of the Four Winds, which is also under its jurisdiction, the most famous granary and Land of Peace in the entire Pandaria.
The best chefs in the entire continent gathered at Halfhill to exchange cooking skills, while the best farmers stood aside and gave the chefs the best products from this rich land to make ingredients. The land here is incredibly fertile, and the grain and rice are almost It ripens once a day. In fact, it is precisely because of the existence of Valley of the Four Winds's grain fields that can harvest one crop every day that Pandaria's Pandaren has no worries about famine and can be so peaceful for thousands of years.
Of course, today's story has nothing to do with Halfhill.
Keg-Shaped Market is the last foothold of Land Goblin merchants between the plains of Kun-Lai Summit and Temple of the White Tiger. It is just at the foot of the mountain of Kun-Lai Summit, where gather all year round. Land Goblin's caravan, these Pandaria unique creatures, although they also have the word Goblin in their names, they are almost two completely different species from Azeroth's Goblin. The only thing they have in common is that they are both very good at business.
The Commercial District of Azeroth is almost monopolized by the Consortium of Goblin, as is the Commercial District of Pandaria. Land Goblin merchants are all over the continent, and their caravans transport all materials from vegetables to munitions. Valley of the Four Winds is their Headquarters.
But today, Keg-Shaped Market has become a little more lively, because many outsiders have appeared here.
"Golaya, you lucky guy, I thought you died in that Storm!"
A tall Zandalari Trolls, who was more than 3 meters tall, laughed and hugged the old Priests Golaya. The two seemed like very good friends. This tall and strong Troll Warrior is like the most perfect Avatar of Warrior. The muscles on his body are bulging like the most perfect Deity Creation.
He carries a red War Glaive with Troll Runes engraved on his back behind him. His skin is purple-blue, and he wears a Troll unique wooden mask on his face. This seems to be a symbol of status. This Troll Warrior's mask is decorated with Gemstone and gold and silver, which looks extremely gorgeous. There are also two Skeleton decorations on the corners, which further enhances his fierce aura.
Behind him, a group of sturdy Troll Warrior occupied most of the Keg-Shaped Market table, eating and drinking. Land Goblin businessmen and Pandaren chefs walked around the table, serving fine wine from time to time.
These Troll from Zandalar are rare civilized Troll. At least they know that they have to pay for food, and they seem to pay a lot. Otherwise, these Land Goblin businessmen who are as cunning as Goblin would not be so attentive.
"Ah, Jalak, the most powerful Warrior, I knew you would be safe!"
Golaya was smiling with Troll Warrior named Jalak sitting on a large special table. The table was piled with various delicacies. General Troll casually pulled out his bone cleaver, cut off a large part of a roast suckling pig, and threw it to the pet lying behind him.
It was a real behemoth, a giant triceratops that was rare even in Azeroth. It was lying on the ground, about the same size as Dragon when it was resting, with a blue and white color all over its body. It has stripes in between and thick horniness all over its body. Although it cannot fly, no matter who sees this giant beast, they will believe that even a real Dragon on the ground will not be an opponent of this giant beast.
It was lying on the ground, its tail wrapped in Fine Steel barbs Warhammer swaying randomly. Behind it was a mountain of rocks that had been smashed into powder and a huge depression. Every time the drumstick tail swung, it felt like the entire ground was shaking.
Everywhere on its body, these crazy Trolls have added thick Enchanting steel armor. Even the Saddle on its back has been made to look like one side facing Skeleton, completely sacrificing all comfort., to transform this giant beast into a real War Machine. It carries two heavy battering rams on both sides of its body and is densely covered with spikes. It is impossible to imagine what a terrifying scene it will be on the battlefield when this giant beast Charge, which weighs at least 5 tons, gets up.
Finally, there is its head. Triceratops has a giant bone plate to protect its neck. On the edge of the bone plate of this giant beast named Horridon, there are ten bone-white fangs. In front of the bone plate, there are two straight forward horns, which are 2 meters long and conical. They are simply natural armor-breaking weapons. There are also the sharp horns on the nose and the teeth in the mouth.
Like a file, when Jalak threw the roasted suckling pig at it, the giant beast raised its head, accurately bit it in its mouth and tore it a few times, letting out a pleasant snort. With a flick of its tail, a huge boulder was smashed into powder.
This is simply a monster!
I don't know where these Troll caught this terrifying monster, and they also trained it into a combat beast. Zandalar is indeed the most mysterious Troll inheritance, Drakonid Das dared to pat his chest and say that such a giant beast that was born only for war would definitely be a one-sided massacre in the Troll kingdom of Stranglethorn Vale.
"We landed on the coast of this land."
Jalak said loudly to Golaya, "If it hadn't been for my Horridon using his body to hold up the tilting ship when Storm came, I'm afraid I would have died. Sea, you know, I never like water, what about you? High Priest, at that time that Storm washed your boat into Tidal Wave, we were all worried!"
Old Troll waved his hand and said slowly,
"It's the shelter of Loa. I docked in another place, but I encountered some troubles, and I also met an old friend. Come, Jalak, let me introduce him to you."
Golaya pointed his finger at the people sitting on the other side eating and drinking,
"That's the subordinate of my old friend. Oh, there's also a powerful Warrior. Listen to me, Jalak. That's Warrior that you can hardly defeat. Loa told me that he comes from another mysterious place."
Hearing this, the tall Jalak's eyes under the mask couldn't help but look at Gavincente. The latter smiled at General Troll, but the smile was full of ferocious meaning. Obviously, Vrykul's old habit had happened again. He was so happy when he saw the powerful Warrior that he couldn't help but spar with each other immediately.
The wills of two powerful Warrior collided in the air. Drakonid, who was sitting next to Gavincente, felt the change in the atmosphere. He twisted his neck uneasily and pulled Demitier to sit on the other side.
Das is a little depressed. He was originally the most physically powerful Warrior here at Dick, but after Gavincente came over, his sense of presence was greatly reduced, but he is still depressed., Das is Drakonid with a straightforward personality. He knows that he is not as good as Vrykul, so at this time, what he has to do is try not to hold Vrykul back.
A smile appeared at the corner of General Troll's mouth. He picked up a jar of wine at his feet and threw it towards Gavincente.
"Hey, little man, I want to buy you a drink!"
The wine jar was as big as the heads of three adults. Under the huge force of Jalak, it roared and flew towards Gavincente. Vrykul bared his teeth, spread his left palm, raised it to the front of the wine jar, turned around, eliminated the huge force attached to the wine jar, and then placed it on the ground.
It's so powerful that it's perfect for relieving boredom!
The blood in his body was surging. He stood up and Fist moved a little. His bones made a trembling sound. That was Warrior's instinct complaining to him as to why there hadn't been a real battle for so long.
Gavincente felt that his bones were going to be rusty, and he still remembered Master Odyn's advice. The Troll in front of him was a very suitable candidate, but before that, he had to try his skills with his own hands.
"Come on, Troll, let's have a fight! I'm a little tired of this scenery, and now I need a good opponent! You will be a good opponent!"
"Roar!"
Troll sitting in a circle When the Warriors saw that someone was going to challenge their leader, Invincible and Jalak, they suddenly became excited. They raised the wine glasses in their hands and shouted fanatically. Jalak waved his hand and the red halberd behind him fell into his hands. He looked at Golaya with his bull head, and there was a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes under the mask.
"High Priest, do you mind if I stretch my arms and legs?"
Golaya picked up the fish pieces on the table, put them in his mouth and chewed them.
"Go ahead, the matter has already been sorted out. The next thing to do is to wait and move your hands and feet."
Although Jalak looks much more powerful than the old Golaya, in the country of Zandalar, his status is lower than Golaya, after Golaya agreed, Jalak was also a little excited. Everything about Pandaria was good, but the atmosphere was too peaceful, so peaceful that it was almost unbearable for a martial artist like him.
So after meeting someone of the same kind, I have a place to vent my frustration.
The two people walked to the grass outside Keg-Shaped Market. The area close to Kun-Lai Summit was not suitable for growing crops, so Pandaren left the wasteland here to waste. Surrounded by grassland whistling in the wind, the world became empty here, which was perfect for a battlefield.
"Bang"
Jalak's War Glaive touched the ground, and a Impact Crater appeared at his feet. General Troll put War Glaive there, moved the steel-wrapped Fist, and he leaned over and looked at Gavincente opposite,
"If you can't bear it, just call stop. Your Courage is commendable, little man, but I'm afraid of hurting you, so..."
"So you better pick up your weapons! Jalak, take this fight seriously."
Gavincente reached out and took off the badge on his chest and threw it to Das behind him. The height of the ordinary person expanded rapidly and finally reached the 4-meter-tall giant Humanoid Form. Vrykul lowered his head and looked at the somewhat shocked General Troll, and then looked at the giant triceratops that was dozing in Keg-Shaped Market.
He took off his ax from his waist, shook his shoulders,
"Have no mercy, because I don't need mercy."
"Don't hesitate, because I don't need to hesitate."
"You can have your dragon come with you, come and try to defeat me, come and try to defeat me!"
This Arrogance's voice made the surrounding Troll hold their breath, and Jalak's whole body was trembling, not because of fear, nor because of Anger, but because of excitement.
Which Warrior doesn't crave a true rival?
Which Warrior doesn't want to defeat a stronger guy?
But a long time ago, Zandalar had no one stronger than him. If Invincible is lonely, then Jalak has had enough. He now longs for blood to awaken Sleep's bones, and longs for the stimulation of passing death to remind him that he is not strong enough, and he needs to awaken himself.
Now is your chance!
"Ah! Arrogance!"
General Troll pulled out War Glaive, and the ground beneath his feet cracked open. His whole body was mixed with the rushing Gale, and turned into Gale, dragging the halberd backwards and bumping towards Gavincente, at this moment, he felt that Warrior who defeated countless people step by step in Zandalar Horde Jalak is back!
Instead of that general Jalak, his eyes became wild again, and his mind became firm again.
The protective Blood-colored Storm made him look like an evil ghost crawling out of Hell. The rushing Gale disturbed the ground and caused the hair of onlookers to be blown back.
Everyone couldn't help but stop breathing at this moment, wanting to see what would happen with this earth-shattering blow.
"Arrogance!"
Jalak roared again, and the War Glaive in his hand flew through a semicircle in the air, and chopped it down towards Gavincente's head.
Vrykul's mouth opened into a Bloodlust smile. He felt the Gale pavement in front of him. Dragon-Slayer's Edge's Dragon Bone handle slid in the palm of his hand. He raised his left hand to accurately hold War Glaive's chop. The sound of steel clashing made people unable to help but cover their ears.
But Jalak's violent charged attack was blocked.
Storm suddenly stopped in place. Vrykul's body only shook slightly before it stabilized again, and then the blood on Jalak's body became darker. Rage, a brighter red and more dazzling Light Screen, appeared behind Gavincente, accompanied by Vrykul's bone-chilling voice.
"The momentum is good..."
"Bang!"
Vrykul's Fist hit Troll's abdomen like a cannonball, and then grabbed Jalak's shoulders. With both arms strong, he turned back and swung the tall, half-giant General Troll out without even being able to control the shaking of his body.
This blow shattered all Pride of God of War, and Vrykul's even more Arrogance voice echoed in the ears,
"But to beat me... you have to be stronger!"