Chapter 358 A Blessing in

Disaster Iska did not listen to Saul's lies. He asked Saul in return: "You beastman who bears the name of slaves, what do you think our people should be like?"

Saul said calmly: "I have only seen one of your teams. Everyone in this team is very strong and powerful. They move in a very orderly manner and have a firm will. They are definitely terrifying on the battlefield."

"Haha." Iska smiled disapprovingly and continued to ask Saul, "Little guy, since our people are so powerful, why do we still need your power?"

"Let me see Hell Roar, he will find my value."

"Really?" Iska raised his hand, and three naked orcs walked in. They found suitable armor and weapons around them and stood behind Iska. Iska introduced them to Saul, "These three are our strongest warriors. They are just as you said, strong, cunning, and full of power. They are born to fight to kill the enemy or die in battle. They are not like the ones you are used to seeing in the gladiator arena. The value of orcs can only be revealed through fighting. Haha, no words will work here. Only real skills can save your life. If you survive in the end, Hell's Roar will see you, otherwise... Haha, if you lose, you won't even see the sun tomorrow, let alone see anyone. "

Saul stared at Iska and said confidently: "He will see me."

"Haha, I hope so, let's start!"

Without giving Sal any preparation time, Iska gave the order to attack. The three orcs rushed directly towards the unarmed and defenseless Sal.

At the very beginning, Thrall hadn't reacted yet. Fortunately, Vashj's years of hellish training had taken effect. Although Thrall was unwilling to teach these people, he still responded quickly. The one who rushed the fastest was hit directly. Thrall dodged sideways and snatched the huge battle axe from the orc's hand. The battle axe turned in his hand and hit the orc with a blunt surface without interruption and very smoothly. The blow was very powerful, and the armor took most of the damage, but the orc still couldn't stand up and could only howl on the ground. Thrall glanced at him. The power he used was very accurate. Thrall was sure that the orc could survive, and at most one or two bones would be broken.

The situation instantly became one to two.

Thrall raised his axe and spun like a whirlwind, roaring. This passionate feeling made Thrall feel familiar and sweet. He hadn't let go of himself to fight for a long time. This feeling instantly filled Thrall. At the same time, the second orc rushed over, beating his chest and howling. This orc held a broadsword in both hands. This orc had short arms, so he chose a weapon that could make up for the length of his arms.

The orcs rushed over like tanks, and Thrall dodged past them. The second orc missed, but he was not upset. He stood up immediately and restrained Thrall. The third orc attacked from the side and back without hesitation. Although the battle situation was still unfavorable to him, it was not the beginning when he had nothing. He had an unsuitable weapon in his hand, which was enough.

Thrall pointed his axe, forcing the third orc to block the attack with his shield, and then he went to the second opponent with the momentum. Although these opponents were fully armed, this kind of battle was very familiar to Thrall. During his years on Kozan Island, Thrall had fought against outstanding warriors of almost all races in Azeroth except the Undead. The two orcs knew how to cooperate with each other, just like human warriors, with immense physical strength that could rival the trolls, but Thrall had defeated all of them before, so this was not a threat to Thrall, not even in a two-on-one situation.

Valeera, who followed in, didn't see it that way. In her eyes, Thrall didn't have a piece of armor on his body, and the weapon in his hand was still a long-handled weapon that he rarely used. If he wasn't careful, he might even die. Valeera also knew that this was the critical moment to meet Grommash, so she didn't help Thrall for the time being. But the throwing knife had already appeared in Valeera's hand. Valeera focused on the center. At this time, Thrall was already in the upper hand in the center.

In Valeera's eyes, Thrall's arms moved freely, as if he was following his own will, one strike after another. Even when he slipped because of the dark and unfamiliar terrain, he could still use his advantage. He bent over to attack an opponent, and suddenly stretched his arm as far as possible, letting the axe sweep the legs of another orc from below. These people were all Grommash's Hellroar's men, and they would need help in the future, so Thrall couldn't kill them, and this raised the level. Thrall needed to carefully knock them down without hurting them.

Thrall rolled forward and grabbed Po Sheng, then swung the axe in his hand and threw it out. The long handle of the axe directly hit the orc. The last orc ignored his companion and continued to rush towards Thrall. This time, the unarmed Thrall did not dodge, but rushed up directly, and fell on the last orc. The orc lost his balance and fell to the ground. Thrall grabbed the orc's body tightly, and as soon as he landed, he strangled his throat with both hands. Finally, the orc lost consciousness.

Sar stood up. Iska walked over and looked at Sar's hands and said calmly: "We are never soft on our enemies. We have always survived by killing. Killing your opponent, Sar, is what a real orc does." Sar shook his

head, bent down and pressed the orc's body to wake up the orc he had just defeated. He slowly said: "I would do this in a real battle. I am never soft on my enemies. Only by killing my enemies will they not stand up and continue to fight me. But, you are My compatriots, whether you think I am or not. There are too few of us orcs, and every warrior is a very precious force, so I can't kill him. "

Iska looked at Saul with a strange look, as if he was looking at an alien. He waited for a while and continued: "I can't understand your reason, but you still gloriously defeated our three excellent warriors, and under such unfavorable circumstances, so you passed the first level!"