Chapter 270: Arm Wrestling
The bruised and swollen Merlin returned and gave Kenji a thumbs-up. "Kenji, you're so saucy~"
To be able to say such a thing... he, a half-demon, admired it from the bottom of his heart. Though, he wouldn't mind watching a bit of open-air cannon fire either.
"What are you saying ♪?!"
With a practiced hand, Elysia gave Kenji's waist a hard pinch. She really couldn't take it anymore. What kind of "words of tiger and wolf" were these? Open-air... it was too stimulating. Just thinking about it a little, Elysia inconspicuously squeezed her fleshy thighs together. I can't do it. I really can't do it.
"Awesome."
The corner of Gudako's mouth twitched uncontrollably. Kenji's thick skin... it was on a heaven-defying level. Maybe it really could be used as wall material for that Amber King.
"Just average, just average."
Kenji's skin had been tempered to be very thick, so he said whatever he wanted.
"Interesting! Would you like to have a wrestling match with your big sister?" Quetzalcoatl asked with great enthusiasm. She could feel just how much immense power was contained within Kenji's lean, muscular body. For her, wrestling was the best language of communication, allowing both parties to deeply understand each other.
"Let's pass on wrestling. How about an arm-wrestling match?" Kenji shook his head, holding his own forearm as he slowly suggested.
"That works too. It seems little brother Kenji is very confident in his strength."
The Feathered Serpent God nodded. She was not afraid of any form of sparring or exchange.
Arm wrestling it is. In arm wrestling, the one who strikes first gains the advantage.
"Mash, let me borrow your dinner table for a moment," Kenji said, looking at the Round Table Knight's dinner table. It was a very hard platform.
"Huh? Okay."
CLANG!
Mash was taken aback for a moment, then placed her dinner table—no, wait, her shield—on the stone platform.
"Hahahaha! Such an interesting event! This king shall make an exception and be the referee!"
Gilgamesh was very interested. The contest of strength between the supreme god of Aztec mythology and the grandpa from space. This kind of clash had no flashy moves, only the purest strength.
"Come on. Don't hold back against your big sister. Use your full power~" the Feathered Serpent God said seriously, raising an eyebrow.
SMACK!
Kenji nodded, and in one motion, grabbed her slender, powerful hand, looking directly into her green eyes. Their gazes clashed, and sparks seemed to fly in the air.
"Begin!" Gilgamesh announced.
The two of them instantly tightened their grip on each other's hands. The space there trembled, and a muffled boom was heard. Powerful energy burst from both of them at the same time, and a surging gale swept out in all directions. The ordinary soldiers were forced to retreat again and again, only able to watch with squinted eyes.
CRACK!
Although the dinner table was fine, the stone platform beneath it began to crack. The cracks extended from the platform to the ground and continued to spread outwards.
"Is this a proper arm-wrestling match?"
Gudako was sweating. This world-destroying phenomenon... it felt like the Great Dao itself was being worn away. Mash was also greatly shocked. They were practically supermen.
Ishtar's mouth twitched. Are you two Hercules?
"Still holding up?" Kenji asked with a smile. His face was calm and casual, with none of the tension of someone using their full power. The Feathered Serpent God Quetzalcoatl's strength was indeed impressive, but... he was stronger.
"Oh my, little brother Kenji's strength is really great. But of course I can still hold up," the Feathered Serpent God smiled slightly, revealing her sharp, serrated teeth.
Kenji's eyebrow rose. They say a canine tooth can harm a man... then these serrated teeth could probably bite my little brother off in one go.
CRACK!
...CLANG!
The Feathered Serpent God's strength surged again. The stone platform instantly crumbled into dust, and the dinner table fell straight to the ground. But their tightly clasped hands were still wrestling.
A force sufficient to crack the earth was transmitted through their feet to the ground, and a spiderweb of cracks spread out in all directions.
"You bastards! Stop! Are you trying to dismantle this king's Uruk?!"
Seeing the surrounding houses on the verge of collapse, Gilgamesh's brow twitched, and he shouted loudly. Just because it's not yours, you don't feel bad at all, huh?!
"It's time to end this."
Kenji smiled. The muscles in his arm instantly tensed, and an unstoppable force surged forth like a volcanic eruption.
"Eh?"
The Feathered Serpent God blinked her eyes, and then she felt her vision spin. She was slammed heavily onto the ground, leaving a human-shaped crater.
"Pfft..."
"Haha, I lost."
The Feathered Serpent God stood up, patted the dust off herself, and admitted defeat frankly. What terrifyingly powerful strength. Even though this wasn't her main body, her Strength parameter was not weak.
Rumble...
Although they had stopped in time, a few houses still collapsed. It was a good thing the people inside had been evacuated in advance.
"Sigh..."
Gilgamesh sighed and covered his forehead. He really shouldn't have emulated that house-wrecking husky. Can't you just have a normal arm-wrestling match?
[Naughty Xi]: "@Sun God Apollo, can you control all types of stellar energy?"
Hexi wanted to compare the Sun's Light of Lieyang with Apollo.
[Sun God]: "Can."
If he wanted to, he could draw on the energy of a star in a single thought, with no need for on-the-spot calculations. In the anime, it was just for the sake of the plot; it couldn't truly show the divine might of the Sun God.
[Star Forger]: "Pipi Xi, are you trying to compare Apollo and the Sun's Light? There's no need to compare at all. There's nothing to compare."
The Sun God Apollo was created by the supreme god (creator god) Otan at the beginning of creation, using the sun as a blueprint. Their ranks weren't even on the same level. And, the Sun God Apollo wouldn't do something like accelerating a sun's demise. His personal charisma was also on another level, so righteous it was almost evil. A righteous cosmic god who was truly protecting the peace of the universe... that was true justice, which didn't interfere with civilization.
[Naughty Xi]: "If the Lieyang knew what you were thinking, they would probably be furious."
[Star Forger]: "All they could do is be furious. You open a door, I'll go over and blow up the other half of their planet."
[Galactic Baseballer]: "Gasp! I want to see blood!"
[Gudako]: "Fight! Fight! I want a short skirt!"
[Naughty Xi]: "?"
We're talking about Lieyang, how did I see a familiar word?
[Star Forger]: "Why don't you want the King's Long Johns?"
Take off the King's Long Johns... Little Milky Sa, please disarm.
[Naughty Xi]: "Pfft! You're not talking about Kayle..."
Hexi burst out laughing. That analogy was just too damn vivid. It was over. She could never go back.
[Shadowkhan Queen]: "I heard that when you get older, your body isn't as good, so you like to wear more layers to keep warm."
[God's Tongue]: "Indeed. An older person's body doesn't have as much resistance. It's easy to get old, cold legs."
Her grandfather was an exception. At his age, he still had muscle lines as if carved by a knife, making all the young people feel ashamed.
[Naughty Xi]: "Hahaha! I can't! I can't stop!"
Manly woman? Old cold legs? Long johns for warmth?