The Dharma God of All Realms Begins with Harry Potter

"Hahaha, you actually agreed! How dare you, a dry Draenei, agree!"As if hearing something ridiculous, the orcs laughed out loud.

In the eyes of the orcs, the draenei who yearn for peace are just a group of cowards, and the thin draenei in front of them is weak and It's ridiculous for such a guy to participate in a fight that represents blood and courage.

However, Yrel doesn't care about his attitude at all.

"Have you laughed enough? The girl reminded coldly,"If you laugh enough, remember my name." My name is Yrel, and I will join your gladiatorial battles, win a hundred matches in a row, and bring freedom to my people!"

The girl's voice was not high, but it was very powerful, as if what she said was a matter of course. The sun rises from the east, just like water flowing downwards. She seemed to be restrained by Yrel's courage. , the orc was stunned for a moment, then nodded seriously.

"Is that Yrel? I remember your name. Although I still don't think highly of you, your courage is indeed worthy of admiration. I will report your name. After saying that

, he walked towards the door. Before leaving, he turned back and said:"Your words remind me of the original Chief Kargas. I will look forward to your performance.""

After that, he left here, the heavy footsteps getting farther and farther until they disappeared without a trace.

"Kargas, haha," with a sneer, Ye Ting's figure appeared next to the girl again,"People will eventually become what they hate. It turns out that you have also reached this point."

"What did you say?"Yiriel didn't understand what Ye Ting said.

"No, nothing."Ye Ting shook his head and had no intention of saying what he was thinking.

In fact, he was just mocking Kargath Bladefist.

As early as seven or eight years ago, Highmaul was not the territory of the orcs, but the ogres. The city. The ogres have a long history of enslaving orcs. They force slaves to fight each other in cruel competitive duels for their own entertainment.

Kargath originally had no clan and was imprisoned as a slave of the ogres from birth. The ogres The humans and demons promised him freedom as long as he killed one hundred orc gladiators in the arena. Kargath finally completed the trial, but found that the promised freedom was just a lie, and the champion's ultimate reward , was locked in the dungeon of the arena until it rotted away.

Kargas lost his last hope, but he did not want to be locked up anymore. In order to escape from the chains that imprisoned him, he destroyed one of his own Hand. The inmates who followed him followed suit. They tied weapons to severed limbs and fought, successfully overthrowing the ogre's enslavement.

After escaping from the ogre's arena, they formed the Shattered Hand clan. And Kargas, who was once a slave, became the chief of this clan. He attached a fist blade to his severed hand, and now people call him Kargas Blade Fist. The former Kargas Blade Fist was a Like a character from Spartacus.

Now, the rising orcs have defeated the ogres, and Highmaul has fallen into the hands of the former slave gladiators, but the former slaves have now become slave owners again, and Playing the tricks of her old master.

Yrel didn't know much about the history of orcs and ogres, and she didn't care about it. She had questions she wanted to know more about:

"Mr. Sander must have realized that the so-called hundred-game agreement was a lie, right?"

"certainly."Ye Ting nodded.

"So why does Mr. Sander still want me to sign up?" Yrel asked

"Because that is a problem for you," Ye Ting analyzed,"If we want to rescue your compatriots, we must first gather them together. But it’s too troublesome to find and convince each one one by one. Being famous in the arena can obviously speed up the process.

"As long as you can gain enough fame in the gladiatorial arena, even your fellow captives will know about you, so that you can quickly gather them around you when the opportunity arises. At least, you must have enough prestige and prove your ability before organizing a prison break.

"On the other hand, you also need time to practice the powers you have learned, and nothing can achieve this better than actual combat."

"I get it, you are such a wise man."After listening to Ye Ting's words, Yirel couldn't help but marvel,"Without you, I don't know how I would have rescued them."

"I’ve just seen a lot, and you can do the same in the future. Ye Ting shrugged and asked immediately:"But before that, I want to know, do you know how to use weapons in close combat?""

Speaking of this, Ye Ting was stunned when he saw the girl in front of him:"Well... I'm sorry, I only did the most basic fighting training at Karabo Temple, but I'm not proficient in it."

Speaking of this, she secretly glanced at Ye Ting

"Am I useless?"

"Forget it, you turned out to be a pastor."

Ye Ting sighed.

One of the most powerful paladins in the parallel world now actually told him that he had only experienced the most basic fighting training?

Who would believe this ridiculous fact?

But whether he believes it or not, this is the fact before him..

It seems that in addition to the powerful Holy Light talent, Yrel has certain talents in combat.

However, if you want to become a powerful warrior, you must go through a long period of basic training and a lot of actual combat drills. But now there is no time for them to waste.

Although Ye Ting can secretly protect Yrel during the fight, no matter what, this little coquettish man should at least have a certain degree of strength, otherwise he will be easily seen. There is a clue - Kargas is a veteran gladiator.

There is no other way, Ye Ting can only come up with some quick methods

"It doesn't matter if you have never picked up a weapon. I just want you to become a qualified warrior. I have plenty of means."As soon as he rolled his eyes, Ye Ting had an idea,"It's just going to hurt a little, so bear with it.""

Looking at the man's eyes looking at her, the little coquettish hoof suddenly felt shuddering for some reason.

"Well...can I regret it now?" she asked tentatively

"It's too late to talk about this now."

Ye Ting raised his right index finger and touched the girl's forehead, silently reciting a spell.

Yirel screamed and fell back in horror. The man's contact made him feel like a piece of hot iron was forced into his brain.

But then, as if she noticed something, she suppressed her headache and touched her forehead, exclaiming in surprise.

It was a memory about combat skills that was sent into her mind in a way that she couldn't figure out.

Now she knows how to correctly use various long weapons and short weapons, and also knows how to use standard two-handed swords, one-handed swords and non-sword shields. He knows how to attack, how to parry, how to dodge, and how to keep up with the enemy distance, and of course the most important thing, how to judge the timing of combat.

This made her sigh that this learning method is really convenient - even if it is just theoretical learning, she still needs practice to become familiar with this knowledge at this time.

However , The price was to feel a sharp pain in her head for a few hours. This new knowledge seemed to be pushing out the original knowledge in her brain to permanently occupy a place in her head.

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