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"Arm wrestling? What's that?"
Everyone had the same expression.
'What, you don't know arm wrestling?'
Davian spread his fingers and pointed to the next table.
"They're doing it over there. How can you not know arm wrestling?"
At the place Davian pointed, two men, who had been eating, went to an empty table and were arm wrestling.
Their faces were red as they struggled to push each other's hands down.
The men surrounding them were passionately cheering, as if they had placed bets.
Davian went to an all-boys middle and high school when he lived as Kang Eun-sung.
That place was a miniature jungle.
In some ways, it was a more dog-eat-dog world than Elton Academy.
And in that world, a arm wrestling craze always hit at the start of a new school year.
"That? That's arm wrestling? Isn't that just something miners do to show off their strength?"
"Yeah. That's arm wrestling. Showing off strength is right too."
It wasn't that arm wrestling didn't exist in this world.
If you went to a restaurant or pub, you could often see people arm wrestling.
Then Ratia muttered to herself.
"That's something commoners do."
Only then did Davian realize why his friends didn't know arm wrestling.
After all, they were all children of noble families.
It was an unfamiliar culture to them.
Davian asked.
"Nubes, you said your family got along well with commoners. But you still don't know arm wrestling?"
"Ah... I've seen it a few times. But my father told me never to show off my strength."
As if not knowing arm wrestling was something to be ashamed of, Nubes raised his arm and scratched his head.
He was just scratching his head awkwardly, but his forearms and biceps bulged as if they would burst.
"Well, you really shouldn't show off your strength anywhere. That's why I'm suggesting we make arm wrestling the competition event. We have Nubes, the biggest guy in the first year."
Nubes had been training only in external force throughout the first semester, which increases strength and defense.
He had also obtained a Stone of Enlightenment, doubling his training efficiency.
So it was safe to say that he had been training only in external force for almost a year.
And probably no one on the continent at this age trains in external force as much as Nubes.
Most swordsmen focus more on internal force training.
Belrum asked a sharp question.
"Then who will come out on their side? A high-level swordsman, or maybe even Leonel Specula himself. He's a swordsman close to 7-star, right?"
"No matter how high-level a knight is, they wouldn't train in external force like Nubes. It's more important to increase internal force. And even if the amount of external force they've trained is similar, our Nubes has a different base. A base. Look at those muscles."
"That's true... Then what about that mercenary captain? He seems as big as Nubes? Or bigger?"
Bonita nodded.
"Yeah. That mercenary captain. We fought him when we went to take back the traces. He wasn't an ordinary fighter. Davian and I couldn't take him down right away even in a 2-on-1 fight."
Ratia chimed in.
"That's right. Besides, since he's a mercenary, he must have done a lot of arm wrestling, right?"
Nubes scratched his head again.
His forearms and biceps bulged as if they would burst again.
"I haven't arm wrestled before..."
Davian tapped Nubes' arm, which was as big as a person's torso.
"Don't worry. I'll give you a crash course."
Davian nodded meaningfully at Nubes.
I'm Kang Eun-sung, who survived the all-boys middle and high school jungle of Korea.
"No. It's not about trying to push it over, it's more important to fix your arm to your body."
"Oh, right. I got it."
The sun had completely set.
The female students had all gone up to their rooms, and Davian, Nubes, and Libermann remained in the empty first-floor dining hall.
"Okay, again."
Riber and Nubes, sitting across from each other with the table in the middle, clasped hands.
"Hngh!"
As Nubes tensed his arm, veins popped out.
"Ah, ah! It hurts!"
Riber cried out.
"Oh, oh. Sorry."
Nubes apologized.
"Riber, endure it a little! Nubes, don't take the strength out, do as you practiced before!"
"Hngh!"
Nubes tensed up again.
But Riber's arm didn't go down easily.
This was because Davian was pushing Riber's hand with telekinesis magic from the side of the table.
Davian shouted.
"Top roll!"
Nubes twisted his wrist outwards and stretched his body to the side.
Nubes' muscles pulsated as if they would burst, pressing down on Riber's arm.
"Ugh!"
Riber Specula was suffering from Nubes' strength and Davian's telekinesis magic.
"Okay, bring your hand back to the center. This time, hook!"
This time, Nubes abruptly twisted his hand back in the opposite direction.
This time, Nubes' wrist dug deep into Riber's wrist.
"Nubes! Don't just use brute force, use angles!"
Nubes tilted Riber's completely bent wrist diagonally inward and squeezed out his last burst of energy.
"Hap!"
Thwack!
Riber's hand slammed roughly onto the dining table.
Clap clap clap.
Davian clapped as he approached.
"Good job, Nubes. Good work, Riber."
Riber hurriedly took out a potion from his pocket and poured it on his hand.
"I, is it over now? I can't do it anymore."
"I think this is enough."
Nubes roughly wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Hoo. It's hard but fun? It's satisfying to push it over."
Davian evenly sprayed potion on Nubes' right arm.
"I'm not hurt?"
"You need to loosen the muscles. To be in the best condition tomorrow."
"Ah..."
The next morning.
Mane City East Square.
Whether they had spread the word somehow, there was a considerable crowd gathered in the square.
Most were commoners, but among them were nobles dressed in fairly luxurious clothes.
"They've come. The Gray Cub Exploration Team."
Leonel, who had arrived in advance, looked at Davian's group.
He had even brought a fancy chair from somewhere and was sitting in the middle of the square.
Davian's group stood in front of Leonel.
"Well, are you ready to enjoy the game?"
Davian replied.
"It looks enjoyable."
"Hahaha. It is enjoyable. Very enjoyable to the point that I'm impressed with you for suggesting this."
"Then let's begin."
"I'll concede the first move. What competition event will you propose?"
"Arm wrestling."
"What? Arm wrestling? That arm wrestling that street thugs do to show off their strength?"
"It's a man's sport where you compete with strength without any tricks."
It's not that there's no technique in arm wrestling.
Top roll, hook, press, etc.
You have to use various techniques depending on your physique and compatibility with your opponent to win.
But it is clear that strength is more important than technique in sports compared to other sports.
"A man's sport. Hahaha. Well, that's good. Then on our side..."
Leonel turned his head and looked at the group standing behind him.
Then, mercenary captain Kane stepped forward.
"I will do it."
"Kane, you?"
"I've been a mercenary for over twenty years. When waiting at the Mercenary Guild, everyone is bored, so they hold arm wrestling competitions from time to time."
Kane raised his arm and flexed, showing off his bicep.
"I've won more than ten times. What about facing those kids?"
"If I lose?"
"Last time, I was caught off guard and was attacked by those kids, but that will never happen again. I'm sure of it, with my mercenary life on the line."
Leonel slowly nodded.
There were several swordsmen of 4-star and 5-star level brought from the family, but at least in strength, mercenary captain Kane seemed to be one step ahead.
"Okay. Go out and show them, Kane."
Kane, who strode out, turned around and shouted.
"Hey guys! Go get a sturdy table from somewhere nearby. One made of stone."
"Yes!"
Kane, looking back at the Gray Bear Exploration Team, pointed at Nubes.
"Looking at the size, you'll come out. You idiot. Challenging a mercenary to arm wrestling."
As Kane said, Nubes stepped forward.
Nubes, who is nearly 2 meters tall, looked small in front of mercenary captain Kane.
Kane was well over 2 meters tall and had a much larger build than Nubes.
"I wonder if the young master of a noble family has ever done arm wrestling, which is something that only commoners do?"
Kane poked Nubes' chest muscle with his finger.
"Oh, you little punk. You're pretty solid. You must have trusted these muscles and asked to arm wrestle, but I'll show you what real power is today."
Nubes silently looked at Kane's eyes and stood there.
It was because of the advice Davian gave him last night.
"First, it's important to take the lead. Nubes, you're big, but when you open your mouth, your tone is too gentle. When a match is decided, don't say anything and just look at your opponent's eyes. Never lower or avoid your eyes."
Kane's men were carrying a large stone dining table from somewhere with groans.
It was a table made by carving a large stone from the top plate to the legs below.
A man in neat clothes stepped forward.
He had a long sword on his waist.
"I am Baron Billy, who was invited by Leonel to observe today's game. I am the owner of the castle you see there."
Adding unnecessary remarks, Baron Billy pointed to his castle in the distance.
"I will be the referee for this first game today. I will judge the victory or defeat without lying, with the honor of my family on the line."
Nubes and Kane stood on either side of the stone table.
Kane first bent over and placed his elbow on the table.
"Come in, muscular kid."
Nubes placed his elbow in a suitable position, then spread his palm as if to shake hands, and wrapped his hand around Kane's.
"Second. The first time you shake hands is important. The moment you shake hands is already the beginning. Go deep into the opponent's grip, but hold it high. Never let the opponent's fingers press down on your hand. Secure a higher position."
Nubes raised his four fingers almost vertically and clasped Kane's hand.
"Oh?"
Kane also began to exert strength on his hand to secure a good grip.
The two repeatedly dug into each other's grips.
In fact, the arm wrestling had already begun.
"Next is the thumb. You have to lift and pull your thumb no matter what. Towards your side, Nubes. You lose if your thumb lies down. Keep it in line with your forearm. Then pull your arm towards your body as much as possible."
Baron Billy bent over and carefully checked that the two players' arms were not tilted to one side.
People who were far away rushed in.
"Wow... look at those two's muscles."
"That student looks young, but how is his body like that?"
"Still, he can't beat that mercenary, right? Look at his forearm. It's thicker than most people's legs."
Baron Billy spread his palm and raised it over the two players' hands.
"Well, get ready... Start!"
"Uaaaaaaaaa!"
"Hngh!"
Kane roared loudly, and Nubes took a short breath and closed his mouth tightly.
Veins bulged on the two's forearms.
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