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Blackhand looked at Thrall, who could not restrain his anger, and suddenly took out the necklace Drektal gave him from his waist. Compared with the palm of the orc, this necklace looked very small, but the teeth on the necklace made Thrall remembered deeply.

Looking at this necklace, Thrall couldn't help but plunge into memories.

After the Battle of the Black Gate, the humans released all the orc captives, and Thrall was soon released from Dunhold Castle and returned to the Frostwolf clan.

As the son of Durotan, Thrall naturally became the heir of the chief; but although he was a gladiator and had a wealth of combat experience, how to control the Frostwolf and how to lead the people was not so easy.

Under the advice of Thrall's grandmother, Drektal became Thrall's teacher and trained him. At the end of this training, he went deep into Alterac Valley and signed a contract with the Frostwolf partner!

Xuege, this is the name of Thrall's contract Frostwolf, but it was not the one he was preparing for the contract at the beginning.

Xuege, Shuangfeng, and Ling Han are the three heirs of a female Frostwolf.

During the training, they established a friendship and family bond with Thrall, they became partners, and in the end, they embarked on Thrall's trial journey together.

In Frostfire Ridge, the adult hunting target of the Frostwolf clan is generally Goronn, while in Alterac Valley, a snowman leader becomes Thrall's target.

Thrall succeeded, but the snowman was much stronger than expected!

Frost Wind lost his forelimbs and could no longer fight together; Ling Han, in order to protect Thrall, was smashed into pieces by a snowman. In the heavy snow, Thrall failed to bring back Ling Han's body, so he pulled out the two canine teeth of Frostwolf.

Returning to the clan, Thrall became the new chief. He gave his teeth to his teacher, and Drek'Thar made the teeth into a necklace. He told Thrall:

"When one day, I recognize that you can become a real chief, I will return this necklace to your hands again; don't let me down, Chief Frostwolf!"

Thrall also made a promise to the teacher. He thanked Drektal for his teaching. When the necklace returned to his hands, he would agree to a request!

Thrall immediately became nervous when he saw the necklace. His honor told himself that if Blackhand insisted on making the request as the black-handed father, he would probably agree.

But Blackham also has his own glory and pride, he doesn't!

Instead, he whispered: "Respect your teacher's wishes, of course you can choose revenge, but you must promise me that you must never harm the interests of the orc race! Never violate the orc glory!"

"I promise you!" Thrall replied without hesitation.

"Very good!" Blackham continued:

"I quit the mission halfway, and have lost my glory as a chief! And today, I want to use Makgora to end everything in the past!

If I win, you can't avenge my son! If I lose, I hope to use my life in exchange for your new life, so that the hatred and grievances of the previous generation will be wiped out! Don't continue. "

Seeing Thrall’s surprised and puzzled eyes, Blackham’s eyes were moist, and he suddenly launched a duel, both as a father and as a former warchief, hoping that the future leader would truly grow up.

"You will promise this glorious showdown, Thrall!"

"Yes, the Destroyer!" Thrall no longer hesitated, he promised: "You have lost your best weapon. For fairness, we fight empty-handed and use the purest fighting skills to decide the outcome."

"Of course, son of Durotan." Blackham looked at his adjutant Orecomb, ignored his blocking and anxious eyes, and then looked at Shen Chen again.

"As a human being, as a hero who defeated Naga's conspiracy against our orcs, you are qualified to be a witness to this duel."

Obviously, Blackham knew that he had entered his old age, and he had little chance of winning against the young and strong Thrall; he took this opportunity to introduce Shen Chen to Thrall.

Thrall nodded to Shen Chen, and at the same time, the look at Blackhand changed again. Behind Thrall, an aging female orc stood up: "Then, I will be the witness of the chief of the Frostwolf clan! "

They stopped talking and stared at each other.

The two took off their heavy armor, handed the weapons in their hands to their adjutants, and fought together with two low growls.

The two fists to the flesh, seeming to be completely controlled by anger. The sacred Mak'gora generally does not allow the use of magic, whether it is the power of Thrall’s shaman’s earth and lightning, or Blackham’s forge lava power from the Blackstone Foundry , Are not used.

However, this does not affect the excitement on the court.

One of them is the world Sa, who will save the world in the future, and the other is the former warchief; Thrall has trained his exquisite short-range combat skills in the arena of Dunhold Castle.

His punches and kicks are extremely consistent, and his punches are like wind and thunder, not giving Blackham a chance to breathe.

As for Blackham, his fighting skills came from forging iron, he was proficient in facing the huge prey of Goldron, and finally he was successful in many battles against draenei and humans.

Regarding Thrall’s combo, he was like facing the sparks splashing out of the forge, his thick palms and strong fists blocked all Thrall’s attacks, and every counterattack was a heavy blow. All made Thrall have to step back and adjust his breath, interrupting the rhythm of the attack.

For the battle between the two, Shen Chen was extremely excited and joyful. He released the Demon Hunter's perception to the maximum, and tried to capture the offensive and defensive with afterimages, trying to learn one move or two from it; and Minerva, even more. It was on the sidelines, recording this battle.

Shen Chen seemed to see a storm cloud gradually reaching its peak, madly smashing a volcano that had already exploded and was about to lose its strength, lightning pierced the sky, causing the volcano to erupt its last flame.

"Huh..." Blackhand's kick became heavier and heavier. He resisted Thrall's offensive, but he did not have enough power to make a fatal counterattack.

Thrall's eyes were full of anger, and there seemed to be a voice in his brain, "He is also the enemy of your people, kill! Kill! Kill!"

The blood vessels of his whole body protruded violently from the green body, a heavy uppercut broke through Blackhand's already weak defense, and then he stepped forward, elbow hit and knee hit...

Blackham was hit and flew, and then fell heavily to the ground. Thrall rushed forward and held Blackham's neck with one hand.

"Ahem!" Blackham spit out a mouthful of blood, and he closed his eyes as if confessing his fate, "Kill me!"

Thrall squeezed his palm, Blackham's breathing gradually became weak, and the weak hammers in his hands fell, but there was an inexplicable smile on his face.

Thrall's mind was shocked. In his aftermath, he saw the necklace placed aside, and in his mind, there was a picture of Drektal educating him.

"Mak'gora, the first of our orcs, a real duel; not for hatred, not for profit, not just for the leadership of the clan."

Drek'Thar admired the honor of the ancient orcs. Those ancestors, in the world of Draenor, who was in danger, opened up their homes for their children and grandchildren. He described the scene to Thrall:

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A clansman who led the clan through difficulties and made the clans grow stronger, but he is old, without a clear mind and strong body, and continues to defend and bless his clans;

An incomparably young, strong body, full of ideas for the future of the clan in his head.

They used Makgora to tell other tribesmen that the old chief no longer has the ability to lead the tribe, and the new chief will create a better future; in the battle, they will pass on the spirit of the ancestors, and the last teaching and the clan Transfer of rights. "

Thrall took a deep breath, his fingers loosened, and Blackham was full of death before the duel began. Knowing that he was old and not in the best condition, he directly proposed Mac'Gora.

"Kill me, and you will repay your father's hatred!" Blackham coughed twice and whispered with the opportunity to exhale.

"No, I won't kill you!"

Thrall left Blackham aside and said: "Killing you will not let my hatred disappear! The orcs are in trouble, and the hidden enemies are ready to move. Let you live and continue to be the pioneer of the orcs. proper method!"

Blackham didn't think so: "No, you see, I'm old. If my life is used for the resolution of hatred, in exchange for a real orc chief, this is the fate of our orcs! It is also yours. Destiny, Thrall!"

"You are wrong! Blackham!" Thrall exclaimed, "Fate has always been in our own hands! My enemy is Gul'dan. As for your two sons, as long as they do not threaten the orcs, I will Let them go!"

"But you should survive; in a crisis, the orcs can no longer afford to lose!"