Chapter 45: Drift! See drift again!

Due to Ainius's snitch behavior and Tessa's severe blow, the old otaku's "dream! Cute mini-skirt beast-eared maid team plan" almost died! Fortunately, it seems that Cocoli has been moved by his speech of strong female worship! So in the next day, the old otaku tried hard to find a gap in the Girls League to try to break the hard barriers of the Girls League from the inside.

After his unremitting efforts, Tessa's attitude finally relaxed a little, but it would take a long time to go for her to fully accept the old otaku's plan. Of course, the boss in the end is undoubtedly Ainius!

The old otakus was very troubled by the anti-bone behavior of the beast-eared maid, but when he remembered Ainius' throwing and joint skills comparable to that of a male American professional wrestling player, he immediately stopped - it was still his life that was important!

A thousand-mile dike depends on the ant hole! I will find a way to capture you one day! I made up my mind and modified the dreamy maid outfit in my hand. It is acceptable to have a short sleeve and a round neck on the top. There should be no big problem with playing the edge ball when the first point is opened. However, the slit on the back can only be discussed next time. However, the overall effect must be slim and close to the body to show the young and healthy lines of the girl, otherwise he would rather fight to the end! The miniskirt cannot be cancelled, but the length of the length is still within the tolerance range! I gave up the absolute field of letting girls wear long stockings. The length of the skirt corner can be close to the knees, which should be tolerated?

People say that politics is actually the product of compromise, but if he wants to realize his dream, he doesn’t need temporary compromise?

"You can't be anxious, you can't be anxious!" The old otakus could only comfort himself, "It's like stewing a frog in warm water. As long as you have patience and perseverance, we can stew Ainius in warm water one day!"

On the other side, the kitchen...

"Sister Aini, what's wrong with you?" Sashamei and Ainius were preparing to watch the martial arts conference tomorrow, which was a bento for everyone to enjoy. Sashamei accidentally saw Ainius shivering in vain.

"I don't know!" Although Ainius has always been selfless and ruthless in front of the old otaku, she always smiled with a gentle smile when facing Sashami and others. But now her smile is a bit reluctant, "I just suddenly feel an inexplicable chill..."

The central arena of Portral is crowded with people and crowds are everywhere!

Today is the third day of the annual National Martial Arts Conference. After the cruel knockout match two days ago, the winner of this year will be decided among the eight strong men! This is a grand event. People from all over the Kingdom of St. Ostan gather at the Central Arena as long as they have the conditions. At this moment, this open-air building that can accommodate more than 50,000 people seems to be unable to fully accept these enthusiastic audiences!

Looking out the enthusiastic crowd outside the door, the old otaku's calves began to swell! Although he had already had an experience of competing with people in this place, at first all his mind was completely focused on how to mess with the opponent, and he didn't pay attention to other places at all! Secondly, the number of people that day was really impossible to compare with today! As long as he thought about fighting with people under so many eyes, he had the urge to escape!

That's right! This guy is stage frightened!

He only realized that he had this problem in high school! It was at a school party that Feng Kan's class prepared a chorus program. Because he did not want to face the eyes of strangers, he volunteered to take on the role of conductor. For this performance, the classmates in the class rehearsed countless times, and he gradually got into the situation. Every rehearsal was perfect! Even the director who came to observe the situation praised their program!

The tragedy happened when the first syllable sounded in the speaker during the formal performance! Although his back was facing the audience, Feng Kan still felt the gazes behind him piercing his back like sharp swords! And his body and hands and feet seemed to be covered with thick plaster at the same time, and it was impossible to move them!

The prelude of the music has ended, but he is still like a plaster statue and does not move at all! So everyone saw this scene: more than thirty male and female students sang loudly in front of a human statue with hands raised in the air. The clear and loud singing and the stiff and unsightly figure formed an extremely sharp contrast!

When the performance ended and everyone started to leave, two male classmates in the same class who had a good relationship with him were lifting him down with difficulty - all the joints of his body became hard, and he couldn't even bend them!

The laughter in the venue ran through the whole party. Later, his friends joked about him, saying that if he was born earlier, there would be no foreigners in the performance art industry! From then on, he left a deep psychological shadow!

"I seem to have made the idiotic decision in my life!" The old otakus squatted decadently in the corner of the wall, looking dull, holding his head and twitching slightly and muttering to himself. "Ah... what should I do? Where will my life go?"

If the game starts immediately with his current state, the game that shouldn't have lost inexplicably will be lost!

Which one of the strong men who can stand out from countless competitors seems to be with?

"Are you afraid of losing?" Because it was already the last day of the game, the eliminated players did not come, and the lounge seemed very empty, so the conference did not prohibit the personnel related to the players from coming to the preparation area to cheer for their respective players! So Kenjiro, Lina and Takari are now beside him.

"No one is not afraid of losing, right?" Faced with Kenjiro's questioning, the old otaku said with a sad face, "What is the 'friendship first, the competition second'? That's just a lip service! Is there anyone willing to lose to his opponent?"

"It's not easy to lose with your skills!" Lina rolled her eyes and said sarcastically. She was very unhappy with the old otaku's plan to interfere with her wealth!

"You'll try it for me! Explain it in advance! Since it's called the 'Martial Arts Conference', magic is not allowed in this competition!"

"Ha?" Although Lina, who has no magic, is not powerless, if she faces opponents of this level, she can only stop being abused! "Isn't it possible to use magic disks with restrictions when facing other races?"

"The question is do you have that Raush's magic disk?"

“…”

Just kidding! Do Lina and the old otakus need other props if they use magic? And how can the magic they use be considered limiting?

The old otakus hasn't mentioned it to others. In fact, since he recovered Geros, Lina and Gaoli, he can also use magic and swordsmanship! If Vajra hadn't repeatedly warned him that every time he used the concrete ability, he would have to cool down for at least half a month, he would probably have been overcrowded now, right?

"Even if you don't use that kind of thing, you don't have other powers, right?" Kenjiro still believes in his fists! "Don't you plan to use weapons?" Although he doesn't use weapons often, his nunchao is as good as Bruce Lee!

"Am I really winning for that victory?" The old otakus sighed, "This time I participated in this martial arts meeting is actually to gain popularity! If I didn't use bare-hand fighting skills to win this game, what's the point?"

"..." Lina and the others were speechless, and four big words appeared in their minds at the same time - to tie themselves up!

"Anyway, since it's a game, you have to be very careful when you start! The Beidou God Fist is too bloody and violent! Ajian... don't you have any moves to subdue your opponents without killing people?"

"It's very difficult!" Kenjiro picked up his arms and pondered, "The Beidou God Fist is an assassination Fist. Its purpose is born to kill people! It's easy to subdue him if the opponent is too different, but it's not good if you keep your strength when the opponent is evenly matched with you!"

"..." Thinking about it, even a gentle person like Tochi can only be used to kill people when using the Beidou God Fist!

Compared with ordinary martial arts and the Beidou God Fist, which is most eager to destroy the human body, this is the difference between a bullet and a nuclear bomb! You can hit bullets in places that are not fatal, but once a nuclear bomb explodes, everything will be a cloud!

The Beidou God Fist is indeed not suitable for martial arts competitions!

"It's okay!" Kenjiro patted the old otaku on the shoulder, "As long as you perform normally, there is no need to let you use this ominous martial arts in this kind of game!"

"But the problem is..." The old otaku looked bitter, he was no longer able to control his body!

Stage fright - this is another form of fear! It is not controlled by your own subjective consciousness and takes over your control over your body without authorization!

Why should we consider the psychological quality when selecting athletes? That is because we should consider the level of competitive athletes performing on the spot in formal competitions! Even the most experienced old athletes can play 80% of their strength in regular training in formal competitions! Not everyone can afford the heavy psychological pressure when entering the cruel world of victory and defeat in front of everyone! It would be great if the old otaku can play more than half of his strength now!

"Or... you punch me!" The old otakus who was sinking into the black line suddenly raised his head and looked at Kenjiro with hope!

"..." Kenjiro was stunned for a moment, but he immediately understood that the old otaku had no fighting spirit at the moment. He needed a fierce motivation method with a wake-up call to cheer him up!

"That……"

"Then I'm not polite!"

Before Kenjiro could lift his fist, Lina suddenly rushed straight from the side and waved her fist and slammed her hard on the face of the old otakus!

"Bang……"

In that moment, time seemed to slow down. People were stunned and clearly seeing a girl wearing a white long glove hit the old otaku's face firmly, and the old otaku's face also twisted and deformed with the impact energy carried by the fist. Just like the slow motion in the movie, people could even see spitting stars splashing in the air! Then...

"call out……"

Drift! See drift again!

“Don’t you!”

"Well... I don't need to thank you!" Lina smiled at the old otakus who was flying into the locker with a treacherous look on her face, "Actually, I haven't had such a good time!"
Chapter completed!