Pandaren martial arts emphasizes step-by-step progress. The cultivation of Qi requires years of accumulation, coupled with chance and coincidence. Many people have practiced for a lifetime and still cannot get any Qi.
Zhu Taran once served as the leader of the Shado Sect and knew that these were all lies. As long as he swallowed the demon fragments, he could instantly gain true energy.
Demon fragments are extremely precious, but fortunately, Zhu Talan has hidden many of them secretly.
Among the pandaren of the Vale of Eternal Blossoms, the one he trusted the most was the overseer.
According to Zhu Taran's estimation, the five thousand men led by Chen Stormstout must have suffered heavy losses in defeating the New Light Forged Orcs.
Three thousand people selected from the overseers, plus 20,000 farmers to support them, should be enough.
Zhu Taran took out some demon fragments and made a large pot of soup.
Worried that a martial arts prodigy would appear among the supervisors, and his strength would skyrocket after receiving the Qi, threatening his status, he mixed some poisonous herbs into the soup, which greatly reduced the power of the evil fragments.
Under Zhu Taran's order, the three thousand supervisors received martial arts training and had lunch as usual, with everyone drinking a bowl of soup.
In the afternoon, most of the supervisors gained vitality and were all beaming with joy.
After Zhu Taran praised him, he taught him some basic martial arts moves. He felt that he was almost ready. He strengthened his training every day and waited for the arrival of Chen Stormstout.
Late one night, Chen Stormstout's 5,000-strong team came out in full force, marching in a hurry towards the gate of the Vale of Eternal Blossoms, the Gate of the Gods.
The Gate of the Gods, a pass built by the Mogu people, firmly guards the entrance to the Valley of Eternal Blossoms.
The height of the city wall is almost the same as the steep cliffs on both sides. The city wall is high and thick, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.
There are approximately 10,000 New Lightcast Orcs stationed there, supported by the pandaren of the Splendid Palace. They are well-equipped and heavily guarded.
Although the New Light Forged Orcs have weaknesses, Zhu Taran estimates that he can hold on for at least half a month with this impenetrable wall alone.
However, Chen Stormstout found another way. The Sunlightforged Orcs are extremely loyal and brave in battle, but this is also their greatest weakness.
Without orders from their superiors, they are just a bunch of motionless puppets.
Chen Stormstout had previously sent out many hozens, figured out the patrol pattern secretly, and personally led several martial arts masters to sneak into the Lightforged Orc camp at night.
Evading the patrolling soldiers, Chen Stormstout, a skilled brewer, was brave enough to break into the central tent and successfully kill the general.
As soon as the general died, Chen Stormstout ignited the big tent, and the flames shot into the sky. The New Light Forged Orcs walked out of the tent one after another, standing in a neat queue, waiting for the commander's order.
"They're just a bunch of brainless trash." Chen Stormstout cursed.
The invaders successfully scaled the city wall, no one stopped them, and no one raised the alarm. They captured the Gate of the Gods without any bloodshed.
After a day of repairs at the Gate of the Gods, Zhu Talan at the rear got the news.
"The Gate of the Gods has fallen."
Zhu Taran's mind was buzzing, and he realized that he had made a big mistake and seriously underestimated his opponent. If he had known better, he would have trained more pandaren.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Chen Stormstout left a thousand pandaren to guard the Gate of the Gods, and led the remaining four thousand soldiers to attack the Vale of Eternal Blossoms.
Zhu Taran hurriedly faced the battle, commanding the 3,000 trained overseers, plus 20,000 farmers, to form a formation under the two hill-like mogu statues in the emperor's territory, which was a must-pass.
At noon, Chen Stormstout's team arrived at the Emperor's Territory smoothly. Although the number of people in the team was far less than that of their opponents, they were very powerful, especially the two thousand pandas. Along the way, they saw the miserable life of the pandas in the Valley of Eternal Blossoms.
They all held their breath and wished they could tear Zhu Talan into pieces.
After setting up the formation, Chen Stormstout went to the front of the formation and called for formation.
"Zhu Taran, head Zhu, can you come out and have a chat?"
Zhu Taran did not want to lose his momentum and disturb the morale of the army, so he walked out with his head held high, and the two of them bowed to each other politely.
"Congratulations to the leader, I think of the time when you and I went on adventures together, drank wine and composed poems, and enjoyed our grudges. We were so happy. But today we turned against each other. What a pity. If you wanted to expel me from the Vale of Eternal Blossoms, just say so, and I will never miss you.
, turned around and left, why did you secretly kill him?"
Taran Zhu retorted: "Chen Stormstout, do you still want me to talk about the evil things you have done? You betrayed countless pandas and fed them to the orcs. Your hands are covered with pandas.
Human blood, you are the greatest traitor to the pandaren, and everyone in Pandaria will kill you."
There was some discussion in Chen Stormstout's team, and the morale of the soldiers was shaken. Chen Stormstout frowned and scolded:
"Blatant slander. Everything I did was to save Azeroth. It's useless to say more. I wish the leader, in order to avoid the bloodshed and sacrifice of innocent people on both sides, do you dare to fight me? The winner will become the Pandaren of the Valley of Eternal Blossoms.
The leader, the loser, leaves Pandaria and never sets foot on this land."
Zhu Taran's expression slightly condensed.
In the early years, Zhu Taran was one of the five great martial arts masters in Pandaria, and was known as Zhongjue. Some people also compared him with Chen Stormstout, and combined him with Southern Chen and Northern Zhu, which seemed to be equally matched.
The two had fought against each other several times, with no outcome in sight, but Zhu Taran knew that if it was a life and death fight, there would be a gap between him and Chen Stormstout.
However, in this situation, how could Zhu Talan retreat? He could only bite the bullet and said:
"With this in mind, we have competed many times before, regardless of victory or defeat, so let us compete again to see who is the best among the Pandaren."
Chen Stormstout laughed, and with a shudder, he turned into three pandas. It was his favorite skills of wind, fire, and lightning that turned into clones of the three elements of storm, earth, and fire, each with different attack capabilities.
It was difficult to deal with, surrounding Zhu Talan from three directions.
Zhu Taran used the Shadow Trace Divine Fist, and the fist shadows were countless, as fast as lightning, not falling behind for the time being, rolling and entangled together.
Chen Stormstout had several martial arts masters here, and it was obvious that he was waiting for work.
Wind, fire, thunder and lightning consume the power of elements, but Zhu Taran actually consumes true energy.
The power of the elements was exhausted, and the three clones of wind, fire, thunder and lightning merged into one. Chen.Storm Liquor was full of vitality and used the thirty-six self-created Drunken Fist.
On the other hand, Zhu Taran had consumed more than half of his true energy, and was at a disadvantage. Chen Stormstout was able to attack and defend in a moderate manner, and was not in a hurry, focusing on consuming Zhu Taran's true energy.
The two sides fought back and forth for a long time. Chen Stormstrength Wine still had most of his Qi, and Zhu Taran was about to run out of Qi, but he said calmly:
"Did you know that the Shadow Trace Fist has seven levels in total?"
Chen Stormstrength grinned: "Of course I know that the Shadow Trace Divine Fist is a secret that is not taught in the Shadow Trace Temple. And I also understand that you have only cultivated it to the third level."
Zhu Taran said with emotion: "Yes, if you can cultivate to the seventh level of the unity of heaven and man, the true energy will flow continuously and endlessly. Unfortunately, my qualifications are insufficient. Fortunately, I found another way."
At the moment when his true energy was exhausted, Zhu Taran's body surged with power again, two golden wings sprouted from his back, and bright light enveloped his whole body.
"So you have cultivated the power of Holy Light." Chen Stormstout said in surprise.
Zhu Taran said in a cadence:
"A wise man should follow the trend. The era of Holy Light is coming, and the way of Holy Light is the mainstream. Chen. Stormstout, you have failed."
Zhu Taran's moves became more open and close, and he didn't care about the consumption of holy light. Instead, Chen. Storm Spirit was afraid of his hands and feet, and the true energy in his body continued to be consumed.