Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 342 Rubber

Although there is no longer any doubt, the game must go on.

Harden returned to the white circle and the nun sat back down and continued to rest with her eyes closed.

But before the nun closed her eyes, she took a special look at Howard.

When Harden said this, she also remembered some strange things. That is, when she first met Howard, this human was driving an orc's garbage motorcycle, and when he left the garbage motorcycle, the orc's vehicle immediately fell apart.

Howard pretended not to see or understand anything.

However, he still quietly reached out and nodded Om Messiah through his pocket, meaning that no matter why Harden's first shot went astray, he should not interfere in the following competitions.

Tripping Harden up is not only an insult to the orcs, but also an insult to the nun who created miracles.

"Alright, alright. After resolving the dispute, the great Crazy Fang has returned to the competition venue. I hope his condition won't be affected by this little incident." Commentator No. 2, having lost his second microphone, tore off a round-headed pull rod and used it as a new microphone to continue the report.

"The old firearms can't meet Kuangya's requirements. Let's see what his new choice is... What? Kuangya didn't choose firearms?!!!"

After hearing this report, even the nun who had just closed her eyes opened them in surprise.

In the arena, Kuangya walked to the edge of the venue and pulled out a rubber tire from a pile of construction waste. The orc war leader held the tire, which was almost two meters in diameter, in his hand like a large donut.

Even though he didn't understand and wasn't sure why his gun missed the target in the first place, the doubts in his heart had not completely dissipated. He no longer trusted his gun, but only himself.

Harden returned to the shooting range carrying the rubber tire, then he stretched out his claws and snatched a small piece of rubber from the tire.

These human-made rubber tires can stop bullets, but for Harden, the material is as fragile as rubber.

After taking off a piece of rubber, Harden rubbed it with his index finger and thumb, and finally squeezed the rubber into a small rubber ball.

He then placed the rubber ball between the first joint of his index finger and held it with his thumb, the same way Howard had played with marbles as a child.

Then, Harden flicked the rubber ball out.

The rubber ball did not move in a straight line but in a parabola. It fell from above and hit the first can accurately. However, due to its soft texture, the can was not broken but was knocked down and fell off the placed logs.

The ball bounced up again due to the reaction force and hit the second can.

The second jar fell, and the ball bounced again and hit the third one.

The third jar fell, and the ball bounced up again, but this time, it fell into the fourth jar with a "gulp" sound, without causing the fourth jar to shake.

In an instant, cold sweat broke out on the nun's head.

Of course, she could also say that Harden committed a foul by doing this, but that would be meaningless because it was up to the Beast to decide whether it was a foul or not.

And just like she may have committed a foul but Harden still acknowledged her achievement, she also approved of Harden's approach.

She thought to herself that she couldn't do what Harden was doing now.

Harden glanced at the nun, smiled at the human, then rolled out another rubber ball and threw it out. There were three more sounds, and three more cans fell down.

Harden rolled out another ball, which popped out, and three more fell from the can.

Now there is only one can left on the field that has not been broken, and this can is also the one that the first rubber ball fell into at the beginning.

Finally, Harden rolled a rubber ball and placed it on his knuckles, this time using a little more force.

"Whoosh-"

The rubber ball exploded in a circle of sound barrier and hit the pottery jar in a straight line. The pottery jar shattered into pieces, and the stand at the end of the straight line was pierced, but a rubber ball was still spinning rapidly on the log where the pottery jar was placed.

The log was quickly ignited by the friction.

If all this were captured by a high-speed camera, then everything that happened could be seen clearly by humans.

The fourth rubber ball shot by Harden first shattered the pot, then accurately hit the first rubber ball in the pot and bounced it out and shot through the stands, while the fourth rubber ball stopped on the log, but still could not stop spinning.

Everyone in the cooling tower was silent, including humans, and no one knew how to judge Harden's performance.

"Including the shot I fired at the beginning that missed the target, four rubber bullets hit ten targets, a total of five shots and ten targets, with a hit rate of 200 percent."

Amid the orcs' cheers, the nun leaned back in her chair, her spine no longer as straight as before.

She was defeated.

The miracles she had created with all her might, the skills she was proud of, were not even as good as the other party's playful finger snaps.

As for the following moving target competition, there was even less to say. The orc war leader, who was sure of victory, seemed to have lost interest in showing off his skills. He just performed a three-in-a-row performance when throwing the first three frisbees to prove to the humans and orcs that he also had the ability to hit multiple moving targets at the same time, and he shot down the subsequent frisbees one by one.

In the end, Harden's score was ten out of five shots at the fixed target and twenty out of eighteen shots at the moving target.

Multiplying by their respective percentages and adding them together, Harden's total shooting percentage is:

140.74%

"Boys!!! Cheer your hearts out for our war leader!!! He won the shooting competition against the human lady!!! Just like Crazy Fang said!!! Only when facing a stronger enemy, it is more meaningful for the orcs to defeat them!!! This is our creed!!! Our everything!!! The purpose of our existence!!! We want to prove to the entire universe that orcs are the most wahgh race!!!"

After completely igniting the orcs' emotions, whether out of respect or ridicule, the second tour guide pointed at the nun and said:

"Everyone, boys! Let's also cheer once again for Harden's opponent, this human lady!!! The human lady's performance is a miracle for her species!!! She didn't use any tricks and is a worthy opponent! She tried her best, and her performance could have allowed her to defeat any other race in this universe. Unfortunately, this time, her opponent is us!!"

Amidst the noise and excitement, Harden opened his arms to accept the orcs' praise, while the nun leaned back in her seat, seemingly having lost all her strength.

At this time, Howard stood up, walked around the tables and seats in front of him, and walked to the center of the arena.

Mei's swordsmanship and Gloria's marksmanship were all defeated by this orc.

Now it's his turn.