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Chapter 505 Flame of the Sun

I don't know if it was the commotion caused by half of the dragon blood in his body. Ever since he was young and sensible, Sarlayan would feel more fulfilled than ever every time he entered a fighting state.

When he was a child, Valeera mocked him as a troublemaker and a fighting maniac.

But in fact... Valeera caused no less trouble than Sarlayan, and most of the time it was Sarlayan who stepped in to wipe her butt.

There was no way around it. When she was a child, Valeera was very greedy and would not refuse anyone who came. She would often eat some unclean things. As a result, her physical condition was not very good and she was as thin as a bamboo pole. It was difficult for her to deal with herself after getting into trouble.

At that time, Sarlayan's mind was still in chaos. As long as there was a fight, he would be very happy, and he would not care who caused the trouble.

Perhaps it was from that time that Valeela gradually became accustomed to having a solid and reliable figure standing in front of her to protect her from the wind and rain.

Time has passed, and now Valeela has become a legendary thief and a senior cadre of the Backlight Blade.

The silly boy who stood in front of him without any regrets has grown into a very important figure in Quel'Thalas, and even the Sun King has confidence in him.

The world is gradually changing, and the familiar people in the past are also changing little by little.

The tough guy Valeera knew no longer had the recklessness and youthfulness of his childhood, and became more reliable, more... radiant.

Under the restrictions of Stellagosa's gravity spell, Ji Fei Lulin's movements obviously became much slower.

In contrast, the erratic Valeera moved very quickly, and the double daggers transformed by Quel'Sera cut back and forth on Lulin's stone skin one after another.

As a thief, Valeela was actually at a disadvantage when dealing with titan creations with stone bodies, because the poisons commonly used by thieves could not be effective against these stone men.

Every hit from the sharp Quel'Sera would leave a shallow scar on Lulin's body, but these skin wounds could not really endanger Lulin's life.

Valeela is very clear about her positioning, and she is not the main output role in this battle.

Her task is to restrain Lu Lin and Su'e from getting close to each other and exert their tacit cooperation, creating enough room for Sarlayan to express herself.

Of course, Valeera and Stellagosa's team is not just stalling for time.

When Valeela used high-frequency movements to drag down Lulin, who was restricted from moving, Stellagosa, who was hanging in the distance, began to quietly recite incantations and prepare for a big spell.

On the other side, without worries, Sarlayan completely let go of himself and showed his strongest fighting form.

Orthodox dragons such as Stellagosa and Onyxia must return to their dragon prototypes in order to exert their full combat effectiveness.

Sarlayan is different. He has been raised as a mortal since he was a child, and has long been accustomed to fighting with weapons held in both hands.

In terms of absolute strength, mortals cannot compare with extraordinary creatures like dragons.

But just because they know their own strength is insufficient, mortals are ahead of the dragons in the study of skills.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that dragons can't learn advanced skills, it's just that they don't think it's necessary.

There are very few beings in Azeroth who can stand up to dragons, and even if they do exist, most of the time they are not seen at all.

This results in the vast majority of dragons always looking down at the world.

Since you can win by just flexing your strength, why bother studying techniques that you don't know whether you will use in the future?

Therefore, the fighting methods of dragons seem to be relatively monotonous. They either rely on physical advantages to crush, or they breathe the dragon breath that all dragons know, and at most they use their own racial specialties.

Techniques? What about things I don’t know?

Due to the crude skills of the dragon clan, Sarlayan is not used to transforming into a dragon form to fight. This will ruin the combat skills he has spent more than 20 years training, causing his combat effectiveness to decrease instead of increasing.

As if out of instinct, Sarlayan learned the most suitable fighting form in the early stages of his bloodline awakening.

Half dragon.

The dragon scales covering the whole body can effectively replace the role of armor, ensuring defense while not reducing Sarlayan's body flexibility.

The dragon wings growing on his back can allow Sarlayan to fly into the sky when necessary.

In barrage terms, Dragon Wings ensure that Sarlayan can gain additional combat capabilities in the Y axis while protecting the advantages of the X and Z plane axes.

Sarlayan doesn't quite understand what these XZYs mean, and he doesn't need to bother to delve into them.

Practicality is what Saryan values ​​most.

Dragon Wings can ensure that Sarlayan will not suffer in terms of mobility during the battle and will be hoisted up by the opponent to fly a kite. This is enough.

As we all know, the warrior is a short-legged profession. If you take away the charge and heroic leap, there will be no other acceleration and displacement skills.

Intercept? Support? Those are just variations of charge.

Sarlayan suffered a loss when he was sparring with Lylas when he was a child. The cunning ranger used his nimble steps to continuously beat him from a distance, and he couldn't even touch his sides.

But...

If he were to fight Lyras now... no, fight with other legendary rangers, no matter how fast those rangers moved, Sarlayan would not be easily kited by them.

Qiu Fei Su'e does not have an agile fighting style. In Sarlayan's words, this guy is a mage with melee combat capabilities.

Among the Mogu Queens, Su'e represents the sun, and her power output is related to the scorching sunlight.

After being forcibly separated from Lulin, the two mogu queens, who had remained silent since the beginning of the war, officially entered a full-strength fighting posture.

When Sarlayan activated the descent of the gods to the earth and the dragon-human transformation, Su'e's body suddenly ignited with golden-red flames.

These flames did not burn her, but Sarlayan, who was a few steps away, could feel the blazing temperature contained in these flames.

"The flames of the sun?"

"Whoa!"

A very fast golden beam descended from Sarlayan's head.

Like a conditioned reflex, Sarlayan flapped his wings subconsciously and pulled his body to the side to avoid it.

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The ultra-high temperature sun's flames burned a small black hole on the bluestone floor inside the palace.

While Sarlayan's attention was on dodging, a series of golden flaming daggers suddenly flew out of Su'e's hand. These flying knives hit Sarlayan head-on, who had just stood firm.

With his swords crossed in front of him, Sarlayan took the attack forcefully.

The blazing temperature transmitted from Valajar's battle sword to his hand made Sarlayan's face twitch a little, and he seemed to smell the burning aroma of his flesh being burned.

If you defend for a long time, you will lose, and Sarlayan is not the kind of person who lets others control the rhythm of the battle.

"drink!"

Sensing that the enemy's attack was coming to an end, Sarlayan endured the burning pain in his hands and spread his swords apart.

The sparks stained on the sword were thrown outward by this blow, blocking Su'e's sight for a short time.

Taking this opportunity, Sarlayan immediately used Charge to get close.

The left-hand Valajar war sword struck down on the head, but Su'e blocked it with a ball of golden-red energy.

"Zizzi!"

After close contact with the high-intensity solar flames, Sarlayan's left hand holding the sword quickly changed color, as if it would be roasted in an instant.

The vitality gushing out from his body was rapidly healing the injuries sustained by Sarlayan, and his left hand was wandering back and forth between recovery and burnt.

At the same time, Sarlayan's other hand swiftly cut the sword horizontally, and finally forced Su'e back, who could not draw his hand to deal with it.

"Chance!"

Su'e's initiative to retreat meant that she had no choice but to give up the fighting opportunity, and Sarlayan controlled the rhythm of the battle.

Through discussions with Valeera, seeking advice from Shang Xi, and discussions with Little Star, Sarlayan made some optimizations to his close combat routines.

He cannot control the precise details like Valeera does in battle, nor can he use all his skills to suppress the enemy like Shang Xi.

But Sarlayan also has his own advantages.

Ignoring his left hand, which was still somewhat black, Sarlayan, who had mastered the rhythm, launched a fierce combo of two swords without mercy.

There is no specific method. The angle and technique of the sword are completely random. The barrage jokingly said that this is the random cloak sword technique.

Sarlayan, who has difficulty naming, doesn't care about names, he cares about the results.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Accompanied by the violent sound of breaking wind that sounded in a short period of time, Su'e was unable to dodge and suffered a large number of wounds on her body.

These wounds were not like scraping with a dagger like Valeela did, but they were real injuries to Su'e's body. Sarlayan could already see the core structural layer exposed under her stone skin.

"boom!"

Just as Sarlayan, who was full of fighting spirit, was about to pursue the victory, a bright light suddenly flashed around Su'e's body, and then a huge impact force erupted.

"Tsk!"

Sallayan, who was forcibly pushed back by the shock wave, had no choice but to stabilize his posture first and watched as the battle rhythm returned to balance.

Sarlayan stared at Su'e, who was leaning forward unconsciously, with bright eyes: "This power... shouldn't come from her, right?"

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