Hokage of Azeroth

In addition to his height, Thrall's temperament was also different from many gladiators.

In Thrall's eyes, people can often see a mixture of gentleness, loneliness, and some more complex emotions. For an orc gladiator who has been involved in life and death fights for many years, this is obviously very unusual.

"Sal—Sal—"

The audience cheered.

This unique, famous and victorious gladiator attracted everyone's enthusiasm, so that almost no one paid attention to his opponent, an old orc with white hair.

"By the way, did you buy Sal to win?" Sandel suddenly said to Rowe, "Although you won't make much money at all, you will definitely win after all."

Luo Wei was silent for a few seconds: "Where can I buy it?"

"Over there." Sandel pointed, "There is still time, go buy it quickly."

Rowe walked in the direction he pointed, and said as if talking to himself: "Lisano, what should I do? The number of threads of fate on Sal's body is no less than that of Alsace. Do I want to fight with him?" Did he interact?"

Lissano's voice sounded: "He will escape from Durnholde recently. You can help him return to the clan, thereby integrating yourself into this crucial timeline and reducing the possibility of being seen through by the bronze dragon."

Luo Wei nodded: "I understand."

"By the way, who should I buy to win this battle? Thrall?" he suddenly asked.

"..." Lisano was silent for a while.

Hearing that she didn't respond, Luo Wei couldn't help but say: "Such mortal things shouldn't attract the bronze dragon's attention, right?"

"The impact is greater than you think." Lisano said lightly, "You know nothing about the mystery of time."

"The secret of time?"

Lisano said slowly: "You probably can't understand that there is no so-called 'past' and 'future' in this universe."

"What do you mean?" Luo Wei naturally didn't understand.

Lisano: "For beings who can see through time, there are only two things in the world. One thing is knowable but not controllable, and the other thing is controllable but not unknowable. There is no order between the two."

"And for you, these two are in order. The former is called 'past' by you, and the latter is called 'future' by you."

"The past can be known but not controlled, and the future can be controlled but not known?" Luo Wei seemed to understand.

"Yes."

"But...what does this have to do with who I buy wins?"

Lisano: "Once you know the future, the future will change from 'controllable and unknowable' to 'knowable but uncontrollable,' or it will become an unchangeable past."

"In the game of time, the more you know, the less you can change." Her voice dropped, "Remain ignorant of the future as much as possible, mortal."

Luo Wei was silent for a while: "So Sal lost?"

"I didn't say that." There was a hint of annoyance in Lisano's voice.

"Almost everyone thinks that Sal will win. If you hesitate for a long time and talk about him indifferently, doesn't it mean that Sal has lost." Rowe smiled.

"..." Lisano was silent.

Luo Wei walked up to a goblin and said, "I'll buy Thrall and lose, fifty gold coins."

"Buy less." Lisano said helplessly.

"Thirty gold coins?"

"Just a little less. Making money by playing with time has a much greater impact than you think."

Luo Wei thought for a while: "Fifteen gold coins?"

Lisano said no more.

Luo Wei immediately took out fifteen gold coins and handed them to the goblin: "Fifteen gold coins, buy Sal and lose."

The goblin was stunned for a moment: "You lose if you buy Thrall? Are you sure?"

Several gamblers around looked at Luo Wei and started talking about it.

"You lost when you bought Thrall? You also bought fifteen gold coins? Did I hear that right?"

"Oh my god, he must be crazy!"

"Young man, you should reconsider it." An uncle seriously advised.

Luo Wei nodded without hesitation: "Yes, I'm sure."

The goblin grinned and extended his thumb: "On behalf of all the viewers, I thank you, warrior."

Then he handed over a ticket: "Here is your voucher. If Sal loses, you can find a sturdier money bag and come here with the ticket to change."

"Okay." Luo Wei took the ticket.

"It doesn't matter if you don't get it right. Keep an open mind, there is still a long way to go in life!"

Rowe returned to his seat.

After a while, amid the cheers of the audience, the battle in the arena officially began.

The first one to take action was Thrall's opponent, the white-haired old orc. Although he looked old, his movements were still agile and powerful.

"Roar!" He roared and waved his battle ax, rushing towards Thrall on the opposite side.

"This is the old guy who made me lose money." Sandel said, "I have to say that he still has a few tricks up his sleeve, but it's obviously not enough to challenge him."

"How much did you buy?"

"Not much." Luo Wei said.

"Actually, you can buy more. Anyway, you are sure to win." Sandel smiled, "I bought thirty silver coins. Tias bought twenty silver coins, and Lepoliss bought the least, only fifteen silver coins."

Sandel glanced at Lepoliss at this time, stretched out his hand and poked: "I said, you just bought fifteen silver coins, why are you so nervous?"

"No, it's nothing." Lepolises loosened his subconsciously clenched fists and continued to watch the battle in the arena intently.

Just as most people expected, this was not an exciting battle. Although the old orcs were aggressive and powerful, Thrall seemed to be able to deal with it with ease.

The old orc's charges and slashes basically failed, causing almost no damage to Thrall.

In contrast, Thrall sometimes staggers him just by punching him.

It didn't take long for the old orc to show his fatigue, his white hair falling on his shoulders, and he was panting.

"Surrender, old man, you will not be my opponent." Thrall sighed. He spoke the common language so proficiently that he didn't even have an accent, just like a human being.

The old orc's common language was very unfamiliar, and he was breathing heavily: "How many gladiators have you seen surrendering? I will not surrender, even if it can only make your victory more beautiful."

Before he finished speaking, he picked up the battle ax again and charged towards Thrall with an angry roar.

"Qiang!" Thrall dodged and swung the battle ax in his hand, knocking the old orc's weapon away while stumbling under his feet.

The old orc failed to stop in time and immediately fell to the ground. The battle ax also fell not far away from him, almost hurting him.

"Sal—Sal—"

Sal raised his head and silently looked around the audience. These warm cheers not only failed to make him happy, but made him feel even more lonely.

A middle-aged man surrounded by Lieutenant Drake and several soldiers came into his sight. This man stood at the top and gave him a condescending smile.

Facing this appreciative smile, Sal just lowered his head.