Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 244

Episode 244 National Collegiate League (9)

The reactions of the people around Vikir to the victory over Bolason were quite mixed.

“Ah, it’s a waste. The two of you were close.”

“But he was expressionless and Bolason was giggling a lot. So, isn’t he actually losing?”

“Maybe I just did a good job managing my expression.”

“I think the two of them had the same strength? So both of them didn’t move their hands from the center.”

“Now that guy must have lost some strength. I’ll have to give it a try.”

But some were seeing through the situation precisely.

For example, Tudor Sancho Piggy and Bianca Sinclair who know the power of Bikir.

“Bikir looked after me a lot.”

“It’s a gentle way to win.”

“But, no matter how much you fight, can you beat all that many people?”

“When I think about shooting an arrow, I think my arms are strong.

“I’m worried about my brother… I really stimulated the Varangian men’s friendly spirit.”

Meanwhile.

In a situation where everyone’s attention was focused, Bikir was reminiscing about the past.

‘It reminds me of the old days.’

Bikir was reminiscing about his time in the military before returning.

When the era of destruction arrived, all kinds of seeds gathered in the quarters of the human union’s army.

Among them, there were many rough mercenaries from the north, but most of them were masters of arm wrestling.

An arm wrestling competition that took place every day in the armed forces of the Human Alliance.

Among them, Bikir had seen a lot of skinny, light friends knocking down much more muscular and heavy friends.

Sometimes, comrades weighing less than 50 kg competed tightly against famous strongmen in squads or platoons.

‘In arm wrestling, strength is important, but technique is more important.’

To be precise, the technique of concentrating strength only on the necessary area is important.

Of course, Vikir’s pure power itself was so strong that he was able to overwhelm the Varangian students without using mana.

…Koo-goo-goo!

In front of my eyes, another muscle mass whimpers and twists its body.

Vikir was still motionless with her arms still centered.

‘Your lower body is weak. That way, I can never put all my strength into my hands.’

Bikir, despite being able to pass, did not move with his arm in place.

Then the hulking, who had been holding on to Vikir’s arm and whining, eventually shouted for a waiver.

This time, the abstention just before the draw. It was the same scene as in Bolason’s time.

“What the heck! Why do you keep giving up in tight situations!”

“The strength was similar! The arm didn’t budge in the middle!”

“The match keeps ending in vain.”

“Yeah, it’s not fun even when I was in Bolason earlier.”

The first reaction of the Varangian students was as follows.

however.

“……abstention.”

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! What is this power?”

“I’m going to give up, so let go of my hand!”

“…I also give up.”

After that, everyone who challenged Bikir shouted for abandonment, and their gaze changed.

“…That guy, no way?”

“Are you looking at me on purpose?”

“Nonsense! How strong can you stand in the middle without being pushed or pulled?”

“It doesn’t make sense! Get out of the way and let me try!”

However, those who couldn’t believe it and rolled up their arms, all had to shout abstention one after another without being able to push Bikir’s arm back even 1mm.

And when the number of those who shouted for abstention exceeded 30, a strange heat began to circulate in the hall.

“First year is annihilation!”

“What is that strength? Is something like that possible in that weight class?”

“Even the 2nd graders have dropped out!”

“It’s like pushing a rock. I can’t move!”

“Oh my God! The 3rd year seniors lost too.”

A clash of strength and power. However, Bikir accepted everyone with the same expressionless expression.

A mountain that they can’t overcome no matter how much they pour their strength into it and run wild. That was Bikir.

Even though Bikir wanted to release his hand, he held his hand so hard that he couldn’t release it, and because of that, the number of Varangians who were exhausted and screaming for abandonment after squeezing and struggling with all their strength was gradually increasing.

“……oh my god.”

Dolores, who was watching the scene, opened her mouth halfway.

It is an incredible sight to see.

To think that he could fight on par with the Varangian warriors, or even overwhelm them, with brute strength that did not use mana.

It was also true that, as the student council president, he was subtly sassy when he saw that the students of the Varangian, who secretly ignored the students of the Colosseum as white schoolboys, were scolded one after another.

“Uhm. Uhm!”

Dolores cleared her throat, covering her mouth with her fist, and glanced sideways.

As expected, Bakiraga with a hard expression was standing there.

……but. What shone in the Bakira family’s eyes was not humiliation, but curiosity.

yet.

A dinosaur with a huge body stepped forward, biting small puppies.

“Hey newbie.”

Vakiraga stood in front of Vikir.

“Looks like you’re using some strength. Can you stick with me?”

At his words, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly turned upside down.

All the students of Colosseo and Varangian gulped and looked back at Bikir.

Even Dolores, the student council president.

……but.

“line.”

Bikir’s reply was short.

?

Upon hearing that answer, a question mark appeared in the heads of Bakiragawa and all the spectators.

After a few seconds of silence, Bakiraga finally realized the meaning of Bikir’s words.

“…Ah. Line up?”

Nod-

Bikir nodded, and Bakiraga stood for a moment with a dazed expression, then scratched the back of her head and said.

“Yes. You have to stand in line. If you come late.”

Bakira turned around and stood behind the Varangian students who were standing in front of Vikir.

Everyone who watched this scene had to swallow the wind.

It wasn’t enough to have Bakira, the pinnacle of the Varangians, stand in line.

How confident can you say such a thing!

There were still five or six Varangian students in line in front of Bikir, but they voluntarily withdrew when Vakiraga lined up behind them.

Bakiraga chuckled and sat down in front of Vikir.

“Our school’s academic tradition is a bit military-like. It’s like a huge mercenary army, so to speak? That’s why the hierarchy is quite strong. There was a lot of absurdity. A year below you, you almost feel like a servant.”

“…”

“But since I became the student council president, I’ve gotten rid of many absurdities and abuses. But the hierarchy is still strict.”

So, when Bakiraga stepped forward, the other students all fell back.

Like the wolves following the leader.

And the trust that the students of Varangian showed in the student council president, Bakiraga, was truly enormous.

“Can you imagine that person losing?”

“You’re a monster who has already conquered all the 4th graders in 1st grade.”

“Our president always wins!”

“Fighting! Jurassio! Bakiraga! Fighting!”

Backed by that cheer, Bakira smiled once in a while.

“Even though you’re against me, did you plan to deal with five or six Varangian warriors in front of you? You’re saying that you have enough strength left?”

“…”

Vikir didn’t answer. He just rested his arms on the stone table in silence.

Bakiraga was still smiling. However, his smile faded a little the moment he held Bikir’s hand.

Teook-

You can already feel the power and weight.

“……!”

Sensing that Bikir’s grip was far beyond the level of just ‘using some strength’, Bakiraga grabbed the corner of the table with her other hand without realizing it.

It was the first time since he entered Varangian that he had been surprised by the power of others.

yet.

Puff! Kku-gu-gu-guk…

The arm wrestling has begun.

Oh-oh-oh!

cheers from all around. The Colosseum and the Varangians gather together and exclaim.

Bakiraga and Bikir’s arms were tightly locked in the center of the table.

Dan Bakiraga did not struggle like the other Varangian students.

Unlike before, Bikir’s arms tremble slightly.

The two arms swayed only slightly in the center of the table. It looked like they weren’t giving each other strength.

However, in reality, between the two hands, great power and strength and grip and grip were fiercely fighting and mixing.

A drop of cold sweat ran down Bakiraga’s cheek.

‘……This bastard is strong.’

And Bikir was still staring at such a Vakiraga.

‘At least not at the student level.’

Bikir also highly praised Bakiraga.

In terms of pure strength, that side is ahead.

But Bikir had skills.

Adjusting the angle of the arm and shoulder to induce the opponent to use only the strength of the arm instead of using the shoulder force.

Furthermore, the blessings of the Styx River and the karma accumulated by slaughtering numerous monsters were making Vikir’s muscles stronger and heavier.

Vikir’s slender wrists endure without budging despite the immense strength and weight of Vakiraga.

Seeing this, Bakiraga smiled admiringly.

“It’s like a seasoned veteran who’s been through all of the mountain battles. You look as good as my father. How come? What the hell are you?”

but. The smile disappeared from Bakiraga’s face at Bikir’s reply.

…tick!

Bikir unbuttoned one of the buttons on his collar.

Then, showing the choker he was wearing around his neck, he said a short word.

“Hunting grounds.”

Upon hearing Bikir’s words, Bakiraga’s eyes widened as if tearing.

right at that moment.

…jump!

The table where Bikir and Bakiraga’s elbows were touching split with a loud noise.

The heavy table made of thick stones could not overcome the power of the two and was torn to pieces.

Looking at the smashed stone table, the innkeeper muttered blankly.

“Oh my god… This table was made by carving the same rock that was originally there when the inn was built.”

The rock that had been there since ancient times was smashed in a power struggle between two boy merchants.

“…”

No one was speechless in front of this amazing sight.

at that time.

“Hahahaha-”

A cool laugh burst out.

Bakira go. He was covered in stone dust, loosening his stiff grip and looking this way.

His gaze remained fixed on Bikir’s neck.

yet. his mouth was open

“אתה גאוות היער. אל תשכח את זה” It’s

so fast that it’s hard to understand, or you don’t even know if it’s a language in the first place.

But Bikir got it.

‘You are the pride of Suhae. Don’t forget that’

was Balak’s language.

Vikir recalled the information Sinclair had told him about the Bakira family.

‘Did he say his grandparents were from floodwaters?’

The choker that Iyen gave Bikir was a sign that only the best hunters in the tribe could have, that is, the hunting ground.

Bikir recalled ‘Juragio Bakiraga’, one of the great heroes of the Human Alliance before returning.

‘He said he was discriminated against a lot since he was a savage. Is that why you feel a sense of identification with me?’

It was a part that made me understand why Bakiraga fought with the 4th year in 1st year.

yet. Bakiraga patted Bikir on the shoulder with a chuckle.

“It was a great power, newcomer! It’s late at night, so the male and female must go to the competition tomorrow! Hahaha-”

He bowed his head to Bikir and whispered in a small whisper.

“I can’t even ask for a rematch because your girlfriend over there is staring at you with her hatchet eyes open.”

At those words, Bikir turned his head with a puzzled expression.

There, Dolores was glaring at Bakiraga with her eyes wide open.

‘What on earth did he see and make that mistake?’

Bikir met Dolores’s eyes and shook his head lightly.

“……?”

As Dolores tilted her head at what they were talking about, Bakira turned around with a smile on her face.

“It was a wonderful match, Colosseo! The 1st year strength match was our complete defeat, but we won’t lose easily in tomorrow’s match! A warrior’s match isn’t all about physical strength!”

Varangian wolves follow Bakira as she shouts out loud and walks toward the inn.

And Tudor Sancho Piggy and others who saw it stood there with heartbreaking emotions.

“Is this a match between men?”

“Even Bakira is cool. He’s a real man.”

“Something thrills me! I’m really looking forward to tomorrow’s match!”

and.

Bianca said a word, keeping a little distance from that hot emotion.

“He ate them all up.”

After hearing her words, the Colosseo students hurriedly turned their heads.

All the food from the buffet had suddenly disappeared.