I'm not that kind of orc

I, who had been wary of her all the time, naturally couldn't send her forward immediately. I set up my battle ax and stared at her, ready to look for flaws.

Even if I am much stronger now than before, the opponent is still Miria, who is extremely skilled and has an extremely low limit. I can't be serious——I kept reminding myself in my heart.

But surprisingly, at this moment, Miriah suddenly drew his sword and slashed at the air in front of him.

What is this... doing?At this moment, I was a little confused.

But immediately, I heard a sharp whistle as if something invisible pierced the air.

My body moved before thinking, and I quickly dodged sideways.

At this moment, we clearly felt something passing by my side.Standing still, I glanced sideways at my waist, and found a shallow scratch on the leather waistband.

"Hey, what just happened?"

"The sword is still so far away, Brother Brock's waist was cut?"

The carefully selected warriors in the tribe were not easy, and a few warriors with good eyesight immediately noticed the clue.

"This is the wind blade." Miriah personally revealed the truth, "Ordinary wind-type attack magic only uses the destructive power of the wind. The wind has no fixed shape. If you can improve the control of the elements, you can use a special The rune sword can compress the magic-driven wind element to be as thin as a blade, turning it into an invisible blade, which is very practical in actual combat."

"Oh!!" Everyone nodded suddenly.

Those present were all warriors with remarkable ability and experience in the selection of the tribe, and naturally they all knew how much practical value the "invisible blade" had in battle.

Although this is not a high-end technique that anyone can learn, it is enough to explain the truth that spells and combat skills can complement each other.

Miriah's hand feels much more refined than before. I remember that her technique in the past was nothing more than adding a wind blade to the sword to expand the sword circle of the long sword. Now she can freely carry out long-distance attacked.

Is this... special training in this area?

But is it really okay to use this blood-seeking tactic at the beginning of the competition?If the fight becomes fierce later on and you can't keep your hands, maybe one side will be injured...

——As if seeing the worries in my heart, Miria calmly used a spiritual spell to pass on a message to me: "Don't worry, I will stop clicking. I am confident that I can control the wind blade, and I will control it well." The power, let the wind blade dissipate automatically after cutting the clothes, and will not leave too deep wounds on the body. Just like just now, I only aimed at your belt."

Oh, so that's the case, then I can rest assured... What a ghost!

I woke up with a jerk.

you!Aiming at my clothes and belts for what?

I widened my eyes at her and questioned her in my heart.

Miria looked into my eyes and smiled slightly: "Let me start with an appetizer, let me take this opportunity to appreciate it—the orc's wonderful and strong body!"

I gasped on the spot.

Nima, this bitch wants to take this opportunity to strip me naked! !

Now I just add a pair of trousers and a pocket cloth, and if they are all cut apart, wouldn't they become crotch trousers?

Immediately, I got up to 12 points and concentrated on dealing with this competition.

This is a battle that is more important than any life-and-death struggle. Even if the one standing in front of you is the Demon King, losing is just a nod.If this pervert is defeated, his prestige in the army will be gone, and the name of "Brock the Streaker" will probably be left behind and passed on to the tribe, and then it will continue to be sung.

Absolutely, no matter what, say nothing to let this happen!

"...Hey, do you feel that Brother Bullock's eyes have changed?"

? "Sister Miriya also looks very murderous."

"It's such a strong aura, both of them are ready to go all out."

All the people present held their breaths and looked at us nervously back and forth. A big battle was inevitable.

Miria swung her sword again, and the invisible wind blade flew out again.

I couldn't see the trajectory of the wind blade, so I could only predict the direction of the wind blade from the position where she swung the sword, and put the battle ax in front to resist.I only heard a "clang" sound like a sharp sound like a knife blade colliding, and I clearly felt the impact of the impact passing along the handle of the axe.

"It's not over yet!"

Miria swung the sword in her hand continuously, and the afterimages of the blades intersected in front of her. It is conceivable that the wind blades from the sword also weaved a huge net.

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Several wind blades brushed against the ground raised dust, and the brothers who were watching all around consciously backed away, keeping a distance from the competition field, so as not to be accidentally injured by the wind blades.

Invisible flying blades—this kind of tricky trick is probably the reason why Miria is confident in proposing a competition to me.

I couldn't catch the trajectory of the wind blade with my naked eyes, so I could only run around Miria, letting the wind blade fly by.But even so, I can still feel the cold air blowing over my body from time to time.Obviously, the speed of the wind blade is far faster than my full running speed. No matter how hard I try to dodge, it will only be a matter of time before I get cut by the wind blade.

"If you don't want to be in a streaking state, you can admit defeat early." Miriah's voice entered my mind again, "I believe you will keep your promise."

I looked at her while I was running, and saw her eager eyes were biting my figure, her lips were slightly raised, and she had an expression of winning.

Just kidding, can I lose to you pervert?

I suddenly ignited the spirit of confrontation, and calmed down to think about countermeasures.

Using "Ancestral Heroic Spirit" can easily resist such a powerful ordinary magic attack, but with the casting speed of such a large-scale spell as "Ancestor Heroic Spirit", maybe I will be cut to the ground by the wind blade before the spell is used. ran away with ass.

After a short thought, I chose a more flexible approach to contingency.

I concentrated my mind and cast the spell, and after running and dodging for more than ten seconds, I turned around and rushed straight to Miria.

"Throw yourself in the net!" Seeing this, Miriya set up her sword, and then swung a more high-speed slash, half of which was just a simple empty swing to deceive the opponent, and the other half was a sharp wind blade from the blade.

The combination of virtual and real sword skills, coupled with the almost completely invisible flying blade, is probably really hard for ordinary people to deal with.

But this trick is useless to me now!

I calmly waved the battle ax in my hand to meet it, and the sharp wind blades hit the battle ax one after another, making the battle ax make a crisp sound like a sword rubbing.Under the attack of my battle axe, the wind blades flying towards me dissipated one by one.

Although the wind blade is sharp, it is still an invisible thing in essence. In terms of hardness and strength, it is naturally impossible to beat the powerful and heavy battle axe.

"What's going on? Brother Brock suddenly seems to be able to see those magic?" A soldier shouted in surprise.

"It's the shaman's elemental spell!" The oldest shaman in the team, Slaterwa, was the first to notice the truth. Those wind blades. As long as you use your spirit to connect with the surrounding wind elements, you can clearly sense the state of the surrounding elements—including the elements controlled by the opponent's spellcasting! Although there is no time to interfere with the opponent's spellcasting, you can only capture the wind blades through mental induction The location is more than enough. To be able to establish a spiritual connection with the elements in such a short period of time, what a superb spiritual power!"

"Oh!" Everyone made a voice of sudden realization, and then someone added, "Although I don't hear it very clearly, it seems to be very powerful."

...I didn't understand what your "oh" is?

I withdrew my mind and continued to close the distance with Miria while dealing with the wind blade.

Miria's expression became more and more solemn, and she could feel that the balance of the situation had been pulled over by me.

Just when I was only a few steps away from her, she made a desperate fight, held the sword in her hand and raised it high, and a strong whirlwind gathered around the sword in an instant - strong elemental fluctuations, which are powerful magic spells omen!

? "Wind Blade Flurry!!"

After gathering a strong enough wind, Miria swung the long sword in her hand at me a few steps away.

As if commanded by her action, the strong whirlwind directly covered her head and face.The invisible storm was as violent as a hammer wielded by a giant, and it hit the ground with a bursting sound. Centered on where I was standing, the surrounding area was shrouded in a whirlwind with countless wind blades hidden.Immediately, the sand and soil flew up, submerging my whole body in it.The wind blade slowly tightened the circle around me, making a sharp whistle.

"Hiding innumerable wind blades in the summoned tornado can cut the opponent into pieces... so exquisite, but can also take into account the powerful power, the spells of the elves are really unreasonable." Slaterwa continued The commentator was amazed at Miria's attack, "This move really hit, I'm afraid it will be chopped into diced meat?"

"Brother Brock is now covered inside, so he can't move at all?"

"Okay, okay, it's over, let's split the money. I didn't expect Brother Brock to actually lose." The impatient person was ready to liquidate the previous bet.

"You youngsters, don't draw conclusions too early." Slaterwa said disdainfully, "Let me teach you a truth about not being slapped in the face when commenting on battles—that is, don't draw conclusions too early on battles, especially when there are This... the situation where the vision is obscured by dust."

I looked at the dust flying in the whirlwind in front of me, and Miriah's figure was looming.

I held my breath and concentrated, and used shaman spells to call out the raging wind elements around me, interfered with the whirlwind, and tore a gap in front of me for a split second.

The wind blade in front is very fast, and I can't interfere yet.But the whirlwind with countless wind blades wrapped in this hand is very powerful, but the few seconds when I raised my hand to cast a spell, it really gave me a chance to take advantage of loopholes.

Then, I uttered a battle cry, jumped out of the gap, swung the battle ax in my hand, and slapped Miria from the side.

Mi Ruiya obviously didn't expect that I would have a way to break through her big move, and in desperation, she put up her sword to block it, but was still sent flying.

Slashing at close range, no matter how much she uses magic power to strengthen her body, it is impossible for her to win me who is blessed with dragon blood and the crest of the berserker.

"Shaman's elemental spells, although not as sophisticated as elves' spells, can interfere with the opponent's elemental spells." Slaterwa praised loudly, "Captain Bullock knocked the opponent out of the arena, beautiful reverse Raid!"

Miria fell to the sidelines, got up from the ground, and patted the dust off her body.

I raised my battle-axe high and declared my victory.

But there was only sparse applause, and after a while, these bastards gathered around Miria.

"Oh, Miss Miria, what a pity!"

"It's okay, it's just a little bit close, and I will definitely have a chance to win next time."

"Next time I will re-bet you to win!"

They comforted Miria one after another, and put me aside as the winner.

Hey, the difference between you bastards is too obvious!

However, I did not complain to them, but took this opportunity to walk silently to the team building near the training ground with my pants up.

Although he found a chance to win with one blow, he still couldn't keep his waistband... If he was one step later, he would really be stripped off by this guy's spell.

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"I lost, and I am willing to accept any request." Mi Ruiya stood in front of me, looked up at me without flinching, then narrowed her eyes, outlined a somewhat charming look on her face, and lowered her voice Repeat, "I mean...anything."

Everyone else present at this moment is standing behind her, and no one can see her current expression except me.

I took a step back avoiding it: "No, there is nothing I want you to do."

In the end, all he could do to win the competition was just to avoid the embarrassing situation of obeying this guy's weird request.

"What if I don't comply with my own request? For you orcs, sympathizing with the loser is also a kind of humiliation." Miria took a step closer to me.

"That's bold enough, Miss Miria! I respect you for being a man!" Miriah's attitude won the support of others.

Tsk, this guy is really troublesome enough, why don't you take this opportunity to punish her a little bit, lest she use this incident as a reason to continue pestering her in the future, and you can also teach this troublesome guy some lessons so that she can restrain herself in the future Some.

By the way, I also gave myself a bad breath for being tossed and tossed by her.

"Okay, just right, since you have become the instructor of the orcs, let you experience the devil punishment training of our orcs!" I smiled at her.

"Punishment training for orcs?" Miria showed a slightly puzzled expression.

"To put it simply..." I coughed dryly, "Run around the field fifty times in half an hour, or do three hundred push-ups at one time without rest, and do it from the beginning if you can't reach it once. Choose yourself."

This level of physical training is a bit hard for the orcs, but it is not particularly harsh. It is a common punishment method in the warrior camp.

But for other races, it is estimated that it will be more difficult.For example, Arsena insisted on accepting orc-standard physical training before, but was immediately dismissed on the spot.