Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

"Let's go, Lao Chen."

After calling back Lao Chen, Garin and his companions set out again. At this moment, five days had passed since Alleria and Sylvanas left. Garin had agreed with them that the time would be ten days.

He had five days left and he planned to spend them in the prosperous Chenfang Garden.

After Zhu Talan watched Jialin and the others leave, he rode on his flying dragon companion again and headed towards the Qinglong Temple!

"Old Chen, how strong is Zhu Talan?"

On the ox cart, Jialin began to ask Lao Chen. The profession of monk requires strong skills, and what is used is the energy of true qi, which Jialin has not been exposed to much. Therefore, even as a demigod, it is difficult for him to judge Zhu Talan's strength by the strength of the energy.

"Very strong!"

Old Chen’s words were brief and to the point, but Jialin understood them.

Lao Chen can basically be said to be the strongest brewmaster among the existing monks in Azeroth. If he says so, then Zhu Talan should also be a mid-level legendary like Lao Chen.

"According to the rumors I heard from my visit to Shadow-Pan Monastery, Master Zhu should be the most powerful person in all of Pandaria. He reached the level of a grandmaster monk a few years ago. It is said that he is proficient in almost all martial arts schools." Zhou Zhuo also told some of the rumors he knew at this time.

"No,"

Lao Chen thought for a while and continued, "He may have practiced martial arts from other schools, but I can feel that he is a monk who specializes in the Way of Wind Walking. His attack power is extremely strong!"

"Then Uncle Chen, can you beat that bad panda?" Lili had been comforting her Cloud Dragon since just now. Only after the little guy fell asleep in her arms did she have time to listen to the adults' conversation.

"Haha, that's hard to say. I think he and I are evenly matched. He may have more powerful attacking moves that he hasn't used yet, but I also have the secret skills passed down from my ancestors of the Storm Liquor family."

The Stormstout Brew Family started out by brewing alcohol. After the family grew and had its own brewery, they also needed some force to protect the family business. What they are best at is the way of the wine immortal among the monks.

Drunken Masters are different from Windwalker Monks who actively attack. They are better at defense and counterattack. After taking a sip of old wine, their ability to withstand blows increases rapidly, and then they use their drunken fist skills, which no one likes.

Lili made a cheering gesture towards Lao Chen's back and encouraged him, "Uncle Chen, you must win. You are the best monk in the Temple of the Five Dawn in a hundred years. You can definitely defeat that bad panda and make our Temple of the Five Dawn famous in Pandaria!"

"Of course. The heritage of the Five Dawn Temple is no worse than that of the Zen Temple in Pandaria. I competed with Liu Yanxin a few days ago. At least the monks of the Azure Dragon Temple can't beat me!"

This guy, while the kids were listening to stories, went to challenge the girls. He really raced against time...

"Chen, maybe you need a powerful weapon." Jialin said meaningfully.

"Great Lord, I know you have many artifacts, but thank you for your kindness. We monks are not used to your human weapons. They are too heavy!"

The monks' combat is more focused on skills. Although their bodies look round, they are actually very agile. This leads to them not liking to use heavy weapons. Light long sticks are their first choice.

This is actually a historical legacy.

When the Mogu were enslaving the Pandaren, they realized that this race had great potential, so the Mogu stipulated that Pandaren slaves were not allowed to possess any weapons.

But there are always more solutions than problems. In order to resist the dark rule of the Mogu, the pandas have been conducting secret training.

The first pandaren monks often practiced with farm tools or simple bamboo staffs, while strengthening their unarmed attacks.

Later battles also proved that this method was practical and effective.

Because Mogu warriors are tall, the weapons they prefer are more intimidating than practical, such as large, heavy, and difficult-to-wield hammers and maces.

This actually gave the Pandaren monks an advantage. They had trained themselves to attack quickly and move swiftly on the battlefield, specifically to restrain the huge and slow-moving Mogu.

Over the past ten thousand years, the Pandaren's fighting style has undergone tremendous changes, integrating various skills, weapons, and moves, but the core foundation of their fighting techniques has never been shaken.

"Don't be so quick to refuse, Lao Chen. First, listen to the origin of the weapon I'm talking about."

Jialin chuckled and said, "The more straightforward your rejection is now, the more you will find out later how hypocritical you are."

"Zhou Zhuo, perhaps you have heard of it. Legend has it that there was a legendary staff once held by a hozen. It was made from branches of a sacred tree in the Valley of Splendor."

"The Lord is talking about the Monkey King and his weapon, Fu Zan, the Wanderer's Friend, right?"

When it comes to the stories, objects and characters in Pandaria, Zhou Zhuo's brain is like a search engine, quickly giving answers.

"That's the legendary hozen of Pandaria. He's Shaohao's good friend. He accompanied the Pandaren Emperor throughout the entire Pandaria region and sealed six evil spirits."

"Even after more than 10,000 years, his story is still circulating among the Pandaren."

"Story? Ah! Uncle Zhou Zhuo has another story!"

Legolas and Arator seemed to have heard some key words and a switch was turned on. They began chattering and asking Zhou Zhuo to tell a story.

Jialin found that Old Chen, who was sitting in the front and operating the ox cart, had pricked up his round ears, obviously his curiosity had been aroused.

I told you, no warrior can refuse a magical weapon. Even if he is good at boxing and kicking, Jialin can give him a pair of magical boxing gloves!

"Zhou Zhuo, we still have half a day's journey to Chenfang Garden. How about you tell the children the story of the Monkey King?"

Zhou Zhuo was no longer surprised by Garin's magical powers. It was just that he knew more secrets than the scholars. What a big deal!

"Children, are you ready? I am going to tell you the legendary story of the Monkey King, the King of the Hozen!"

"Ready!"

With Zhou Zhuo telling the story for him, Jialin no longer has to worry, after all, he is not good at telling stories.

In fact, when Jialin first heard the name Monkey King, he thought it was Monkey King who traveled through time. But after getting to know him better, he found out that he was just a smarter monkey.

As for his intelligence, we can start with the way he unified the monkeys.

The Monkey King first announced to the ordinary monkeys in the Monkey Tribe: "I, the Monkey King, the leader of your tribe has wholeheartedly supported me to become the king of all monkeys!"

Even though the ordinary monkeys had doubts, none of them wanted to confront the tribal leader, because they did not want to fight with the tribal leader because of their doubts, so they all admitted: "You are the Monkey King, the king of monkeys."

When the name "Monkey King" reached the ears of the tribal leader, all the tribesmen had already gotten used to calling him "Monkey King".

The leaders of the monkey tribe also found this strange, but they did not want to conflict with their own monkeys, so they took the opportunity to acknowledge the status of the "Monkey King".

The Monkey King's outrageous lie finally came true because no monkey dared to doubt his words.

In this way, he became the leader of all the hozen in the Pandaria region.

He rose to power without shedding a drop of hozen blood, and was loved by all the hozen tribes.

Coincidentally, at this time Yu Long was looking for the inheritor of the Staff of Fu Zan, and this staff was indeed taken from a sacred tree in the Jinxiu Valley.

That was the tree that Freya had planted herself. It absorbed the power from the bottom of the Splendid Valley, grew luxuriantly, and filled the entire area with life.

She named the tree Fu Zan and made a branch into a walking stick to accompany her on her long journey.

Before Freya returned to Ulduar, she entrusted the Staff of Fortune to Yu'lon and asked her to find someone who hated war and cared about peace.

Doesn’t the appearance of the Monkey King meet the conditions for choosing a master for this divine weapon?

So after some tests, the Monkey King became the new master of Fu Zan, the Wanderer's Friend.

"Just after the emperor turned into mist and covered Pandaria, the Monkey King lost his best friend, but he still adhered to the will of Emperor Shaohao and protected Pandaria."

"In the days that followed, whether it was the Mogu warlords, the radical hozen tribes, or the ferocious yaungol raiders who wanted to unify Pandaria, they were unable to cause much trouble."

"Because before that, a mysterious monkey would always appear in front of them..."