The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"What did you say, I'm strong?"

"Yes, can you not be strong?"

Pointing his index finger at himself, Arthas said, "No, Jaina."

"Didn't you see what Uther did to me?"

"Without Frostmourne and the power of a legendary Death Knight, won't I be beaten into a fool by him?"

On the dirt path between the forests, which smelled of soil, grass and flowers, Arthas asked Jaina beside him one question after another.

After sending Uther to rest, it was already afternoon.

Behind them was a black-haired man shaking his head and sighing.

Behind him was a little girl who was tightly sandwiched between two beautiful ladies on both sides.

But her belly is a little...

Rubbing her round belly, she showed that she was full.

By the way, there is another pair behind these three.

A captain, picking flowers picked on the road, looked shy.

A lady, wearing a long cyan dress, but she looks very masculine.

His gait was powerful and his steps were rhythmic, but his appearance and temperament were somewhat out of tune.

Also, she is shy but not straightforward with the men around her... quite powerless.

She had been quite forthright before, but Tanred was a true “newbie” in a sense.

"Have you really made yourself into a fool by fighting?"

Pointing her index finger at him, Jaina said, "Can you listen to me in detail?"

"Just because you're so thick-skinned, you're only suited for a war of attrition!"

"War of attrition, is it useful?"

Rolling her eyes at the man who "overestimated his own abilities", Jaina said, "You are a legend."

"It's not the kind that can destroy you in one move. You can already be said to be invincible in the world."

"Wait, Uther beat me up like that, and you still think I'm awesome?"

He still didn’t understand, he really didn’t understand. Arthas continued to ask as he walked.

Even chatting can't stop him from taking people somewhere.

He was the person involved, and he had been beaten helplessly by the steady Uther before.

If he keeps fighting, won’t he be the one who loses in the end?

Facing the pressure of this level of force, it was the first time he felt that his virtuous wife was too powerful.

I haven't fought Uther much before, at most I've had a few fights with Daelin, but it feels like "using softness to overcome hardness" is the way to restrain him.

Facing such a close combat expert, only a ranged expert like Jaina would have a chance to defeat Uther easily!

"Didn't you check before?"

"I checked, but wasn't Uther unconscious?"

Hearing this question, Jaina asked in confusion: "Don't you know medical skills?"

"Didn't you tell me before...it turns out you were just bragging."

"I knew that you, a knight who only knows the Holy Light, would not understand the ancient medical techniques of the Pandaren."

Looking at the people behind him who were trying to hold back their laughter, Arthas said, "Can you keep your voice down?"

"Give me some face..."

Covering the man's mouth, Jaina pulled him forward and said, "What face?"

"Don't think I don't know that you have lost face in front of them a long time ago, and you don't need any face anymore."

Looking at the familiar scenery around her, Jaina said, "Besides, there is no one else here."

"We are all family, my Lord Paladin."

"Also, you are innocent because you harmed Master Uther like that?"

Turning his head to threaten the person who was trying not to laugh, Arthas said, "No, how many times do you want me to say it?"

"Thief, you'd better go and apologize to Master tomorrow!"

Poking Arthas in the chest, Jaina warned him and strode forward.

Her target was the mountain, the empty snow-capped mountain.

"My dear, I really can't beat Uther!"

"If you don't tell me in detail, I'll always feel uneasy."

"Hehe, you just... deal with the way you are now."

Waving to the people behind her, Jaina said, "Let's speed up!"

"Everyone, remember, ignore this knight who wants to show off to others. It's embarrassing for me!"

"Yes, yes, sister, my brother-in-law is..."

"And you, is it that hard to be frank?!"

After pulling out a tree and planting a tree in succession, Jaina clapped her hands and picked up the knight who was about to speak out with one hand.

In a short while, Luo Ke pulled out the Tanred Tree without saying a word.

"Uncle, you are so shameful."

"Christina, I...Ah!"

……

"Uther, are you feeling alright?"

"Muradin, I feel fine."

Patting his chest, Muradin looked at his old friend on the bed and said, "Let's have a sparring match."

"Do you have to fight Arthas for so long?"

"You know that he was already very capable before, but you still insisted on playing that kind of game with him."

Leaning against the pillow, Uther said, "Muradin, you don't understand."

"If I don't go all out in today's competition, I won't have another chance in the future."

I took a clean apple from the fruit basket on the bedside table and gave it to my old friend.

Muradin said: "Old man, you still have a lot to teach him."

Taking the apple, Uther said, "Not much left, old friend."

"He has gone his own way, and there is not much I can teach him anymore."

"Moreover, he seemed to understand something. Once he understood something, he understood everything. His progress was extremely fast."

"Wouldn't that be nice?"

Crunch! Muradin took a bite of the new apple.

After a few bites, he said, "We masters can retire early."

"retire?"

After taking a bite of the apple, Uther shook his head and said, "That's impossible."

"For at least twenty years, I won't have a chance to retire, and you..."

Looking at his old friend, he said, "That's even more impossible for the next few hundred years for you."

"Old man, how did you come to such an outrageous conclusion?"

"It's nothing outrageous, it's just the truth, my life span..."

"Hahaha! Lifespan, so it's the lifespan issue you're worried about."

Put the I-shaped apple in the trash can, Muradin interrupted in time.

"Yes, Muradin, I don't have decades left to live."

"Oh...Uther, you're going to regret saying that."

Still shaking his head, Uther simply expressed his denial with his gesture.

Today, although he was relaxed before, facing the offensive of Alsace was extremely exhausting.

Unlike the disciples he had taught before, his current disciples learned the fighting skills on the battlefield after only experiencing a few bloody battles.

Perhaps, the hard training he had received at home was not as effective as the actual combat on the battlefield.

From the previous exchange, he realized that Arthas was not making sufficient use of the Holy Light.

He repeatedly used Holy Light and taught Arthas the skills to use Holy Light similar to Flash.

The result was touching. Not only did Arthas learn it quickly, but he became more and more proficient with use.

Although Arthas, who had just entered the legendary world, was not as good as him in martial arts, he could no longer match him in overall strength.

Although the "blessing" of the holy light was a factor, the disciples also had great strength.

Also, in battle, try your best to control your own rhythm... and the initiative of your words.

In Uther's opinion, Arthas has learned to turn the battlefield into an active battlefield that suits him during battle.

Lu Alsace has already walked out on his own, and the next time...

He estimated that there would not be another competition.

With such strong physical strength and endurance, once an opponent of the same level gets into a "tough battle", he is doomed to be defeated.

On the battlefield, the first kill is often extremely fatal.

The second battle, to avoid a first-time kill, is even less likely.

However, Arthas has mastered the "art" of killing on first sight.

"Do you regret it?"

"Muradin, I think it might be a good thing to retire early in the future."

Smiling and shaking his head, Muradin said: "We'll see in the future."

"Before I retire as a dwarf, I will become a great explorer or warrior!"

"Hahaha...you will, old friend."

“I firmly believe this…”

Lowering his voice, Uther thought about the news he had recently overheard from some of the navy.

"It seems that there are already some signs."

"What are you talking about, old friend?"

"Nothing, continue eating an apple?"

"Apples... Little Jaina really likes eating apples."

"My friend, there are some watermelons here. Alsace brought them specially."

"Oh, all right!"

……

"Antonidas, didn't you win?"

"win?"

Raising his glasses, Antonidas turned to look at the person who had disturbed him.

"Dai Lin, are you here just to laugh at me?"

He found a chair and sat down next to the Speaker of the Kirin Tor, then leaned back and smiled.

"You are already in my territory, and you are still obsessed with research. It's rare to see you like that."

Letting go of the pen, Antonidas turned around helplessly and said, "Indeed."

"Old Taishan, who may not even be able to beat his son-in-law, is looking for someone to compare himself with for psychological comfort."

Spreading his hands, he said, "As Jaina's master, I can understand."

"Haha, do you think I can't beat that brat?"

"Haha, those moves of yours... after using them a few times, you won't be able to defeat them."

"Do you look down on me that much?"

Dai Lin took out a bottle of wine from the storage ring, put it on the table and asked.

Taking off his glasses, Antonidas said, "It's not disdain, it's the truth."

"Just like this, huh?"

Taking out a piece of purple crystal, Dai Lin smiled.

"You... are that evil creature?!"

"Yes, it's my erratic daughter."

"Let me see it with you, my old friend."

Injecting anger and activating the image stone, Dai Lin turned his head away from his gloomy old friend.

"My dear master, please don't blame me, your disciple. I was ruthless!"

Empty, empty, empty. Jaina punched the air again and again, and the sound of her punches broke through the air.

Her moves were ferocious, and finally she made a starting gesture towards the old man in front of her.

In the image, she pointed her right hand forward, shaking four fingers back and forth, provoking Antonidas.

"Traitor, you and Arthas will investigate and fight along the way."

Antonidas turned his staff and tapped the ground calmly, saying, "Three-legged cat kung fu."

"Do you think that just by learning a set of mediocre kung fu, you can defeat your most respected master?"

"Then, I'm welcome!"

"what?!"

Empty, empty, snap, bang, bang, bang.

After a set of targeted and predictable spell counters, Jaina flashed close to Antonidas.

With one punch and one kick, she beat her most respected master...

After a series of flashing and dazzling martial arts, Antonidas fell to the ground.

"Old friend, I asked you to study more body defense spells, but you just wouldn't listen."

"Haha, if you have the guts, keep reading!"

"Master, this is what you call half-baked kung fu."

As she spoke, Jaina cast a bunch of healing spells, which made the bruises on Antonidas' body fade away.

Soon, she pulled up Antonidas in the image and said, "I think it's time for me to become a disciple."

"Yes, son, you are a master."

"You controlled your strength very well. Although I looked miserable before, I didn't have any internal injuries."

"Master, could you please stop bragging?"

With her right hand on her ear, Jaina asked the master who raised his hand to stroke his beard to ease his embarrassment.

"Well... Jaina, but there is one more condition for you to become an apprentice."

"Oh, what's the condition?"

His expression became serious, and Antonidas continued to stroke his long beard and said, "My disciple."

"The master of magic naturally relies on magic."

With her face slightly red, Jaina pretended to be shy and twisted her toes and said, "But, Master."

"Didn't my previous counterattack make it so that you couldn't even cast a single spell?"

"How does that count, kid?"

"Antonidas, you are so shameless."

"Dalin, you too."

As they toasted, Jaina and Antonidas in the image distanced themselves from each other.

With the restriction that they cannot use counter magic, a legendary purple robe wizard fights against a legendary purple robe wizard.

"Master, then I...will be rude again!"

"Well, Jaina, I would...what?!"

Papapapa, a burst of plain arcane missiles and various arcane simulated four-element missiles...

After some non-simulated and non-legendary four-element missiles, Antonidas was bent over.

At this moment, Jaina's face was not red at all, but looked very healthy and cool.

At the end of this master-disciple contest,

Without the support of the staff in his hand, Antonidas would probably have fallen down.

The amount of mana stored and the almost no pre-swing starting move shocked him so much that he kept gasping for breath.

Yes, this was not tiredness, this was shock. He was frightened by Jaina's rapid progress.

When fighting Ner'zhul before, he already felt that Jaina had become a master.

As a result, he was beaten like this by his beloved disciple who had several tricks up his sleeve.

"Master, I have another trick, please teach me!"

Hearing this, Antonidas finally straightened up... and his body trembled.

While he was on guard, he subconsciously said, "Come on, my apprentice."

Boom, rumble.

Arcane simulated lightning descended, and one lightning bolt after another electrocuted Antonidas into a "charcoal man".

However, Jaina was still very sensible and waved her hand.

A breeze blew by, and the smell of charcoal was blown away. Antonidas looked at his beloved disciple in a daze.

"Master, am I super strong?"

Shaking her head, clasping her hands together, and twisting her toes, the purple-robed Jaina's face turned a little redder.

"Yes, yes...but...baa?"

Holding her face, Jaina said shyly, "Master."

"Transfiguration... Sheep transformation, I'm still pretty good at it!"

There was a bang sound, and Antonidas' hunched body reappeared from the white mist.

"My apprentice, today the master will teach you... Wait, don't do it yet!"

"My disciple Jaina Proudmoore, listen to me!"

……

"Ah... I lost... Baa."

After being restricted again and again, Jaina turned into a bleating lamb with a crying look on her face.

"Thief! This is how you bully me..."

"So you guys are hiding here...you didn't even call me to drink?"

The sound of a door opening and a heroic voice suddenly rang out.

"Terenas?"