Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you fight a hundred battles without danger.
On the way to Pandaria in Shenzhenzi, Sarlayan first asked Danmaku about the situation of the major forces in Pandaria.
As the de facto security force in the Pandaren community, the Shado-Pan naturally need to be understood.
According to the timeline provided by the barrage, when the original history reached the version of Pandaria, Azeroth had already reached the Dark Portal 30 years ago.
But now it is only the 10th year of Black Gate, and a full twenty years have passed since then.
In the 30th year of the Black Gate, the leader of the Shado-Pan was Taran Zhu, the young Pandaren with evil eyes in front of Sarlayan.
However, at this moment, although the still young Zhu Talan has begun to rise to prominence within the sect, he is not the contemporary leader of the Shado-Pan.
"Five seconds...heh~"
Facing the aggressive young man Zhu Taran, the gryphon transformed by Sarlayan couldn't help but shake its head and laugh.
Valeera and Stellagosa have relatively mild tempers, and when acting with Sharlayan, they usually follow his opinions.
Onyxiel joined the team midway and has not yet developed enough tacit understanding with the team members.
The Black Dragon Princess, who has always been self-centered, has a typical dragon arrogance and cannot tolerate mere mortals bossing her around.
Before Sharlayan could speak, Onyxia, who was unhappy, released the power of the dragon first.
The Shado-Pan Pandaren present felt their shoulders sink at the same time, and fear unconsciously rose in their hearts.
This is an unavoidable instinct for mortals when facing powerful advanced creatures.
As the armed force that guards Pandaria's security, Shado-Pan disciples are well-trained.
They quickly came to their senses under the reminder of Zhu Talan, whose expression changed dramatically. They lowered their center of gravity with all their vigilance, assumed a fighting posture and stared at the black-haired woman standing on the back of the big bird.
Sarlayan frowned displeased: "Oni, don't make your own decisions."
"Tsk~"
After being pulled down by Sharlayan and scolded, Onyxia reluctantly regained her momentum.
"Good luck to you."
What are the consequences of provoking the military of a country that controls the armed forces?
Shadiao netizens once said something.
After serving in the army for three years, a sow competed with Diao Chan.
Diao Chan is a very famous ancient beauty in another world. By comparing her with a sow, Sarlayan can easily understand the meaning behind this sentence.
It is difficult for a soldier who is locked up in a military camp for training to have the opportunity to have contact with women.
Although this situation has obviously changed since the foreign country where the sand sculpture netizens live has entered a new era, this is obviously not the case in Azeroth, which is still in a feudal society.
This has resulted in most of the soldiers from various countries in Azeroth being extremely angry and ready to burst into flames.
At first, the Shado-Pan were wary of outsiders who made a living. After Onyxia's interference, the other party's attitude turned completely hostile.
"Hey~"
Sarlayan originally wanted to peacefully obtain permission from the Shado-Pan to move freely in Pandaria, but now the situation became complicated.
Signaling the three of them to get off his back, Sarlayan transformed from the gryphon back into human form.
"Everyone, can you listen to me explain?"
Zhu Talan's eyes flashed coldly, and he stood with his feet unsteady, his hands moving forward and back to protect the vital parts of his chest, obviously ready for battle.
"Intruder, please explain slowly after you are subdued."
"Li, send a signal to the leader. The others should maintain their formation and come with me!"
"yes!"
As the leader of this team, Zhu Talan was the first to take action.
Sarlayan's dynamic vision only captured a shadow, and the red scarf monk who was giving orders just now appeared in front of him as if teleporting.
Taran Zhu moved very quickly, probably using some secret move of the Shado-Pan.
But he is still very young after all, and cannot compare with the legendary Sarlayan in terms of hard power, and the movements of his hands are not as exaggerated as his movement speed.
Turning sideways to avoid Zhu Talan's split palm that hit the vital part of his neck, Sarlayan asked in surprise: "Teleport? What's your move?"
"I have no obligation to tell you!"
During this period of time, Sarlayan often competed with Master Shang Xi at the martial arts training ground of Wuchen Temple.
Shang Xi wanted to increase the knowledge of the monk apprentices watching the battle and understand the fighting methods of the outside world.
During the long period of friendly combat exchanges, Sharlayan gained some preliminary understanding of the Pandaren's martial arts routines.
The fighting style of the monk is unique and different from any fighting profession that already exists in the outside world.
Moreover, the number of martial arts methods among different sects is also very different.
The secret martial arts routines taught by Wuchen Temple on Mizong Island are more mobile and agile, and tend to be roaming and attacking.
Sarlayan has begun to get used to Shang Xi's fast shooting speed and flexible footwork. Although Zhu Taran learned from the Shado-Pan's martial arts routines that are different from them, they are still the same.
In order to avoid further intensification of the situation, Sarlayan did not want to hurt anyone, so he did not pull out the artifact sword on his back, but faced the enemy with his bare hands like a monk.
It's just that he still uses anger, and Zhu Talan's moves are filled with true energy.
"Bang!"
Fists containing two different energies collided in mid-air, and Zhu Taran, who was one level lower in level, was forced back several steps by Sarlayan.
"Well!"
The violent force transmitted from his hand to his chest made Zhu Talan's mouth taste sweet, and he barely suppressed the blood that surged into his throat, but there was still a little blood flowing down the corner of his mouth.
[Ah... I really vomited blood. It is worthy of Teacher Zhu’s traditional performing arts.]
Sarlayan angrily complained to the barrage: "He is challenging to a higher level, so it's normal that he can't beat me."
During the fight, Sarlayan, who was at ease with himself, also checked Taran Zhu's level.
At this time, Zhu Talan was only in his mid-20s, and he was far from the highly skilled Master Zhu in the barrage impression.
Taran Zhu's monk level is 41, which is pretty good for his age, but... as the saying goes, comparing people to each other can be frustrating.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! It is not that Sarlayan deliberately despises Zhu Taran. Regardless of combat experience, realm, and strength, Zhu Taran has a certain gap with him.
Unless Sarlayan goes to extreme lengths, there is no way that Zhu Taran can win.
The young and energetic Zhu Taran was still impulsive. He should have waited until reinforcements arrived before launching an encirclement attack, instead of personally leading a small team of men to launch a death charge against an enemy whose strength was unknown.
Since it is called a death charge, the final result will naturally not be very good.
Under the strong suppression of three legends and a water-skiing demigod, these dozen young elites of the Shado-Pan did not cause any splash at all and were easily knocked to the ground.
If Sarlayan hadn't repeatedly asked for mercy, there would have been more than ten people, not even enough for Onyxia to fill her teeth alone.
Zhu Talan, who was injured, gritted his teeth and looked at his fellow disciples who had fallen to the ground, and glared at the leader, Sarlayan, with anger in his eyes.
"Who are you? How did you break through the fog and break into Pandaria?"
Sarlayan spread his hands helplessly: "Wouldn't it be enough to ask this earlier? Why do you have to force yourself to do this?"
"Talan, step back!"
A majestic and steady male voice came from the temple of Shaozong Zen Monastery, and an afterimage flashed multiple times from a distance. In just a few breaths, it moved in front of Zhu Talan, exactly the same as Zhu Talan's previous steps.
"Four of you, this young disciple acts impulsively and often offends you."
The middle-aged Pandaren with beautiful hair raised his hands and clasped his fists in a calm manner, apologized to the four of them calmly, and quietly looked at their attire without leaving any trace.
'Outsiders?'
Sarlayan smiled and clasped his fists in return: "You should be the current leader of the Shado-Pan."
"I am Sharlayan Deep Shadow, and these three are Valeela Sangunar, Stella Bluewing and Katarina Presto. We all come from the Eastern Kingdom on the other side of the sea.
"
Meiran Pandaren's eyes showed a thoughtful look: "Eastern Kingdom?"
"I am Liu He, the leader of the Shado Sect. If you don't mind, why don't you come with me to the monastery to discuss it in detail?"
Sarlayan ignored Onyxia's small movement of pulling up her sleeves behind her back, and responded calmly: "Then we will be disrespectful, Master Liu, please."
Liu He waved his sleeves and guided the four of them with a graceful smile: "Please."
When the four of them were welcomed into the gate of the monastery, Liu He turned around and glanced at Zhu Taran, who had an unsightly expression on his face.
"Hmph! He's good at making decisions and doesn't know how to advance or retreat. Go back to your room! Write down the rules thirty times and hand them over to me early tomorrow morning!"
Zhu Taran lowered his head with a depressed look and replied: "It's...master."