I'm not that kind of orc

At this moment, Angelica, who had been silently watching from the sidelines, interjected calmly: "...Does it mean that Brock will strip you completely this time?"

"It means that the wrestling competition is over!!" Arsena and I said in unison.

When the game bell rang, Alsena rushed up and grabbed my waist, put her head on my chest and then pushed me back with all her might.

Arsena is much shorter than me, so her body can naturally be lowered. Once I am hugged like this, it is difficult to bend down and lower my center of gravity. In this way, her center of gravity is more stable than mine, and she can occupy the center of gravity when pushing each other. little advantage.

Have thought about the technique well...

Unfortunately, the weight gap is still too big.Just taking a step back, I planted my back foot deep into the ground to steady myself.

Do you directly use the decisive skill to counterattack?

No, you can be on the safe side, after all, I have the upper hand in terms of physique and strength, not to mention that I also want to see Arsena's fighting skills more, since she sincerely wants to compete, I will naturally accompany her to the end.

However, at this moment, I vaguely heard something so small that only I could hear, Alsena murmured with a smile: "Hey, Mr. Bullock's muscles..."

At the same time, I felt like she was rubbing her face against my chest.

I changed my mind in an instant - let's end the game as soon as possible.

13 seconds later—

"Ten seconds is up! Mr. Bullock mercilessly embraced and threw him down, and advanced to the semi-finals!" The referee stand announced the verdict loudly.

"Hey, I've... died without regrets." When I pressed Arsena until the time was up, I heard her say something in a daze.

It seems that this girl can't be saved.

The World's No. 6 Games ([-])

After I eliminated Arsena, Tilawa also defeated Angelika with some difficulty. In terms of speed and strength, Angelika was above Tilawa, but Tilawa was better in skill.In the decisive round, Tilawa, who was already at a disadvantage, seized the crucial opportunity to lock Angelika with a cross and win.

Then came the semifinals, where seeded Hesteria and Miriah joined the fray.

And my opponent...

"You can't escape this time." In the arena, Miriya stared at me with an imperceptible smile on her lips.

as expected.I think.

I turned my head to look at the referee's stand. As I expected, Roland was also looking at me with a smile.

"Do you have any questions, Brock?" Roland sent me a message through telepathy.

"You did it on purpose, right?" I asked straight to the point.

"What are you talking about?" Roland began to play dumb.

"Stop pretending! I have encountered all the perverts in this game, you must have moved your hands and feet, right?"

"Oh, Brock, how can you think so?" Roland seemed to be pretending to be stupid to the end, but suddenly changed the subject, "What doubts do you have now, don't you know me? That's right. That's what I did!"

"Now I don't even have a sophistry!?"

"Anyway, you and I know everything well." Roland smiled at me from a distance, "Compared with other people, the three of them have the strongest desire to have close contact with you. I always have to consider the personal wishes of the players. Bar?"

"What about my personal wishes!?"

"Oh, what's your dissatisfaction with having skin-to-skin kisses with beautiful girls?"

"The premise is that the other party is not a pervert!!!"

"Does that mean I can do it?" Roland began to tease me again.

"Shut up, you are the most perverted one!!"

While Roland and I were bickering with each other, we did not forget to be alert to Miriah's movements, which allowed me to catch her sudden start to unbutton her blouse in time.

"Hey, what are you doing? Stop!" I stopped her immediately.

"Take off your clothes." Miriah answered me with a normal expression, and stopped on the second button, "I know the culture of the orcs very well, and I know that the orcs wrestle must come naked, so you should hurry up and take off the extra clothes." Remove the fabric."

"Fuck off! That's all I have! By the way, which plane is that orc wrestling?" When I saw her opening her mouth to answer, I immediately raised my hand to stop her, "That's enough, I understand, it's the rubbish books you read, right? ?”

"Those are not rubbish books, they are the highest masterpieces of fantasy created by elves, and they are the treasures of our culture!" Miriah retorted me suddenly and solemnly.

"It's clearly the pinnacle of obscenity and a stain on culture!" I suppressed my voice and complained.

"Anyway, I must follow the tradition of the orcs!" Miriah said and continued to unbutton her button.

"There is no such ghost tradition! Stop it, be sober, this is in front of the teachers and students of the whole school!"

With such a long distance, the teachers and students on the audience stage probably couldn't hear our conversation clearly, and they didn't know Miria's intentions, so they haven't reacted yet.But as long as Miriah makes some radical moves, everything will be irreparable, and my reputation will be dragged into the bottomless abyss along with the self-destruct of this perverted knight.

"That's true." Miria thought seriously, then nodded, "Then I'll ask Roland to avoid the underage students for a while..."

"The point is wrong!!" I suddenly realized that it was impossible for me to convince her. Unlike the previous two, her abnormality was completely terminally ill, and there was absolutely no cure for it.

Then the game bell rang.

I reacted abruptly, and rushed towards Miria immediately.

As long as the game ends quickly, this guy's perverted behavior can be stopped on the spot.

I quickly stretched out my hand and hit Miriah's body with a palm strike. With my strength and Miriam's weight, as long as I hit it, I would definitely be able to knock her out of the field.

However, at this moment, Miriah jumped up nimbly, crossed her body in the air and hugged my outstretched arm, then clamped her two feet towards my neck, and twisted her body vigorously at the same time.

Flying Cross!Still very well done! !

This woman...has two hands!It seems that it is not too unfair for Roland to arrange her as a seed player.

Miria is good at the life magic that strengthens the body with magic power, and has become so proficient that it almost becomes a part of body art. With this method, her strength can be raised to be comparable to that of a top orc warrior. I realized that if this Once the move is completed, even I may have to dislocate my arm.

But after all, I am the wrestling champion of the Bloodaxe clan. When I noticed this trick, I immediately flipped on the spot, twisted my body in the direction Miriah twisted, and adapted to the twisting of the arm by turning my body.

Many people think that the male orcs are tall and strong because they are strong but lack flexibility. I can only say that this concept is completely wrong. Which monster in the field of giant beasts is not stronger than the orcs?If you are not flexible enough, you will be trampled to death by a giant beast while hunting!

Just when I was a little proud of my success, I suddenly felt that the touch of my palm was a little strange, and at the same time, I heard Miriya let out a soft "hmm".

I turned my head and took a closer look, this woman... took this opportunity to rub my hand on her chest!

"Pervert back away!!!" I reacted almost instinctively, waving my arms with a force that I couldn't even imagine, and threw her out of the field.

"Contestant Miria is out of bounds! Contestant Brock wins!" The referee stand made a verdict.

I looked at Miria who was lying on the ground with a contented face in the distance, and then looked at my hands, and suddenly felt the touch from just now lingering in my mind.

It's really the same as what Roland said, Miria's breasts... why the hell do I think about this?

Although I won the game, I always feel as if I have lost something important...

Soon, the other side of the field also decided the winner, and Hestalia easily won Tilawa.

"Woo... I can't beat it with skills." Tilawa came to me with a dejected expression on his face, "Master Brock, that guy is a real monster."

"You've worked hard." I patted her on the shoulder.

Her opponents in the first two rounds were quite capable, and she could win the semi-finals. In terms of wrestling skills alone, she is already considered a top-notch player.

"Brock." Hestalia waved at me from a distance, "I'll be more serious this time, and I won't let you win a second time."

"Master Bullock, you beat that monster!?" Tilawa raised her face and looked at me in shock, her eyes filled with reverence, "How did you do that?"

"Uh, by...luck." I answered truthfully.

When I first met the Dragon Throne, I made Hestalia fall down once, but it was by hiding in the treasure pile and making a surprise attack, and the queen was still injured and became smaller, and she didn't show her full strength .

Finally, the finals.

"There is only a piece of cloth hanging on your body, and you really don't know where to put it." Hestalia, who was standing opposite, said.

"Aren't you blindfolded?" I replied.

And I remember that the clothes of the dragon clan are actually made of dragon scales, so strictly speaking, they are all...

"Struggle until the last moment, let me have some fun." Hestalia smiled, looking like she was sure of winning.

Can I really win this time?

I not only raised doubts.

No, Brock, your strength is no longer what it used to be. A qualified fighter must not lose his fighting spirit.

I cheer myself up in my heart.

"The original intention of the orc's wrestling skills is to be able to make an effective counterattack with bare hands when a giant beast approaches." I said to Hestalia in a deep voice, "There was an orc warrior who broke the dragon with his bare hands. lion's neck."

"So?" Hestalia asked softly.

"In other words, it exists to deal with opponents who are stronger than itself, and the outcome is yet to be determined!" I put on a posture and shouted loudly, "Try the power of orc wrestling skills!! !"

Then, the game bell was rung.

And then……

"The match is over, Brock fell to the ground, and Hestalia won!!"

I was thrown to the ground so hard that I almost made a hole. I looked up at the blue sky and couldn't get up. I began to doubt my life.

"Hey!" Hestalia sat down on my stomach and patted my chest with her hand, "Brock, are you stupid? How can the beasts you hunt be compared with giant dragons? What's more, Your opponent is still me."

It seems to be oh...

"It's the first time I've had such intimate contact with a man, even I would feel a little ashamed." Hestalia said with a smile in her voice, "When this game is over, I want you to make up for it I."

Damn, how do you win this time?

The World's No. 7 Games ([-])

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After my confident orc wrestling program was deflated, I was deeply frustrated.

There's only one match left, and while the program hasn't been announced, it's clear that my chances of beating Hesteria are almost nonexistent.The gap between our total points was once again pulled to five points. Even if I miraculously won the championship, as long as Hestalia's ranking does not fall out of the top five, I will basically lose.

Inadvertently, my eyes met with Roland's again.

"Oh, Brock, why are you frowning." Roland conveyed the message with telepathy.

"It's all your good idea. Now that Hestalia blames me for this matter, she can act without restraint. She will definitely settle accounts with me when she turns around." I replied bluntly.

"Isn't Her Majesty's 'punishment' time, isn't this a very exciting plot?" Roland's voice still carried that mean smile, "After the lesson from last time, maybe she will simply be born this time. How about cooked rice?"