As Duke spoke, a tall, burly, green-skinned figure suddenly crossed the void and emerged from a portal that suddenly opened.

Big and small, Sarufar, the tribal guards behind them, and those Warsong orc deputies behind Garrosh, everyone's faces became quite exciting.

Little Sarufal blushed, his expression was completely constipated, and his embarrassed expression made Garrosh even more embarrassed.

Mortals always yearn for something beyond the mortal world, because such beings can do many things that they can't do.

Mortals don't like to be bound by a superior being, because it makes them feel like slaves.

Unfortunately, Azeroth is a magical world.

Even before the Dark Gate was opened, it was already a place where the gods appeared frequently.

As early as the end of the First Battle of the Dark Gate, the first Death Knight appeared, representing that the line between life and death had become blurred.

The Horde is still receptive to Death Knights and Forsaken as Horde members, and it's no surprise that Grom*Hellroar, a Heroic Spirit, has appeared.

However, when his most hated existence summoned his most helpless father to teach him a lesson, Garrosh felt more aggrieved in his heart.

At this moment, if he could, Garrosh definitely wanted to kill Duke and let Duke fall completely or something.

He can't do it, and that's what it's called despair.

Roaring Master carried his world-famous [Blood Roar], and said to his own son in a deep voice: "Garrosh, go to the gladiatorial arena! Let me see how much you have grown since I died, have you become a great warrior, and a chief who can really lead to your people!"

Garrosh is a dog!

His neck, his cheeks, and the corners of his forehead were full of bulging green tendons.

In full view of everyone, he didn't even have room for opposition.

In the orc tradition, if you challenge Lao Tzu, or if you teach Lao Tzu to smash, you don't need a reason to accept it.

When can you not listen to Lao Tzu?

Well, you just have to win Lao Tzu.

The competition between blood relatives is never a one-shot deal, and it can be repeated at any time. Anyway, whoever wins has the final say. Before you become the victor, whatever wrongs and grievances you have, I will hold them all down. Whatever the victor gives you, you must obey, or you die!

If you really die, you will be spurned by all the other orcs!

That's right, a big fist is the last word, and the barbaric traditional orcs believe in this way in their bones.

Garrosh had won against Grom, but it was Grom, who had broken his arm and was dying of old age. Therefore, even if he took over the chieftain of the Warsong Clan from Grom, he would always be questioned.

Being scolded as a tiger father and a dog son, this is the sadness of almost all the second generation of heroes.

No one will call you by your name, but by whomever and whoever's son, and they won't even want to remember your name.

"Oh! you're the son of Grom Hellroar?"

"Oh! you're just yelling!" this is the Alliance's version.

Everyone will only remember how awesome and powerful Grom is. This will not change at all until Garrosh surpasses his Lao Tzu.

Take another 10,000 steps back, even if Garrosh surpasses Lord Roar, as long as it is not far beyond that, it will only end up with an evaluation such as 'dragons give birth to dragons, and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes'.

But it's so easy to surpass Lord Roar's exploits!?

The roaring master of this life, at the age of fourteen, independently killed an adult Golon, and the famous Zhan Ge clan.

In his twenties, he participated in the war against the Draenei, and was the vanguard of the capture of Shattrath City, and was recognized as a tribal powerhouse.

Later, he participated in the first and second battles of the Dark Gate, and once pressed the eldest sister and second sister of Windranger to fight, and fought with the top powerhouses of the alliance such as Anduin Lothar, the first strong man in the alliance at that time.

Later, while serving as a slave in the prisoner of war camps of the Blackstone Clan and Thrall, he led the Warsong Clan to fight the humans in the woodlands and mountains of Lordaeron, never giving in.

Thrall escaped from Gohold Castle and fought alongside Thrall and Orgrim against the Lich King Arthas.

Soon after, the orcs traveled west to Kalimdor, and the Roar killed Manolos, the high-ranking Void Lord of the Burning Legion who had killed the orcs in the Gray Valley.

In the Battle of Mount Hyjal, they worked together to kill multiple Void Lords, and were the main team members who killed Akmund.

Next, it is to defeat Ragnaros, the king of the fire demons, Nefarian, the prince of the black dragon, and Cthun, the god of the ancients......

Lord Roar has fought all his life, and every battle is full of legends, and he has never been defeated, at most he is victorious or defeated.

Such a great feat is from every point of view to stabilize the young Garrosh Nine Street.

At this moment, Garrosh's round eyes were clearly saying things like:

"Wouldn't it be nice if you just died?"

"Why did you want to be a slave to humanity?"

"Why did you come back and appear in front of me?"

These eyes are very easy to understand.

At the same time, reflected in his eyes, there was hatred and anger against Duke. All of this, fueled by the shame of his own strength and the faint fear of his father, is getting higher and higher. Although it is not uncontrollable, the distance is out of control, and it seems that it is only a matter of time......

"Let's go!" Roar turned around and walked outside.

Garrosh followed like a walking corpse.

The big and small Sarufar, as well as the two dwarf mages, were silent.

Admittedly, if it had just been opened, it would definitely be a shock to the slightly fragile relationship between the Alliance and the Horde. If it is instigated or disseminated by someone with good intentions, it will undoubtedly damage the relationship between the alliance and the tribe.

Just suffocate Garrosh one...... Is it really good to do that?

King Sarufar reacted by silence - for among the younger members of the tribe, Thrall valued his son Dranosh the most.

Sarufar Jr. and Garrosh are both excellent warriors, and while they both have the frizz of young orcs, Sarufar Jr. has a better view of the bigger picture.

Little Sarufar will definitely take over as the chief of the Blackstone clan in the future. But whose father doesn't want his son to be more successful?

As an old acquaintance of Grom, King Sarufar certainly knows how terrible the roaring master is in his heyday, the name of the first warrior of the tribe is not blown, and the scene of the lesson is not too beautiful.

Even if he vaguely felt Duke's targeting of Garrosh, King Sarufar still made such a choice.

After Duke suppressed the two gnomes' irritability, King Sarufar spoke, "That'...... Can we start today's game?"

Milhouse saluted, "Uh, I'm sorry, I was impulsive just now. Now, allow me to introduce you to the Champions Team from the Alliance and the Horde today!"

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