Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 335 Point 1

Amid the orcs' excited shouts, Mei and Harden, who were competing in the first round, walked into the arena from both sides. Mei's weapon of choice was a rapier, and Harden's was an extended saber, twice as long as Mei's entire Eldar. Due to human requirements, both weapons were unsharpened, and their surfaces were coated with white powder as a basis for judging hits.

"Don't you need to wear protective gear?" Harden asked the Eldar who was fighting against him. During her preparation, she refused the armor provided by the orcs. At this time, she was wearing the Eldar's own underwear.

Although it is an unbladed weapon, it can still cause casualties if swung hard on the body.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it." Mei replied.

"The first competition is about swordsmanship!"

The commentator introduced the personnel and rules to all the spectators present, while the orc observer on the watchtower used a camera to broadcast live what was happening in the arena.

"The rules of the sword fighting competition were set by Xiami. Both sides use a points system. Hitting the extremities gets one point, hitting the thighs and abdomen gets two points, hitting the chest gets three points, and hitting the neck and head gets four points!"

"The contestants in this competition are: the Navigator Prophet of the Spacetime Storm, the Crusher of the Blue-skinned Trickster, the Decapitator of the Chaos Behemoth, the War Chief of all the Orc Boys of Karenya, and the great—Haden Crazy Fang!!!"

The orcs erupted in thunderous roars, and Harden raised his fist and saber high, calmly accepting the praise and boasting of his supporters.

Next, the tour guide pointed his finger at Mei.

"And the one challenging Crazy Fang is—Space Bean Sprout!!! Mei!!!"

"Shh-"

When it was Mei's turn, the orc boys booed.

But Mei was not affected. She and Harden walked slowly towards each other, then stood in front of each other with swords in one hand. After greeting each other, they took up their prepared stances.

"This match lasts ten minutes. No psionic use or out-of-bounds allowed! Will Crazy Fang easily crush this overconfident challenger, or can this space bean sprout hold its own against Crazy Fang for a while?"

"Let's get into the competition!"

After that, the commentator rang the bell to signal the start of the competition.

The timer started, and the Eldar and Orcs held their swords at their sides, and no one launched an attack rashly.

"It's begun! Both sides of the competition are very cautious. Crazy Fang shows his opponent plenty of respect, but this Bean Sprout! She must be so scared that she's about to run away!"

The commentator's commentary was very biased, and Howard got angry. He quietly raised his hand and made a pistol gesture towards the commentator's spaceship.

"biu!"

Howard spoke softly, but the sound he made was quickly repelled by the louder sound waves. Even the nun sitting next to him did not notice his action.

Then sparks flew from the junk spaceship full of speakers, and those speakers began to make a shrill noise, which even drowned out the noise of the orcs, causing some orcs to cover their ears.

While Harden's attention was also drawn there, Mei moved. She injected herself with an enhancement drug in advance. Although it was not a forbidden drug of the Soul Echo level, it still allowed her speed, strength, and agility to reach a new level.

Her speed was as fast as a ghost, beyond the limit of Howard's vision. In an instant, she passed the blade ring of Harden's saber and got close to the body of the orc, then chopped down at it.

Mei scored first.

"A sneak attack! It was a sneak attack!" Even though the spaceship was on fire, the orc commentator still did not abandon his duties. Although the sound system was broken, he still shouted into the microphone head: "The cunning and despicable Space Bean Fang took the initiative to attack! He took advantage of the great Crazy Fang's inattention and stole a point!"

After realizing that he had been tricked, Harden snorted coldly and stomped his foot on the ground, trying to scare the elf away.

Harden still had some respect for this Eldar who dared to challenge him in swordsmanship. He knew very well what this Eldar was thinking. His arms were too long, and so was the weapon he chose. Once the Eldar got close to his body, he would not be able to effectively attack this Eldar.

Of course, the effective attacks mentioned here only refer to attacks that can score within the rules. If there are no such restrictions, Harden has countless ways to crush those guys who dare to approach him without knowing their own limitations.

Harden's stomping made the entire cooling tower tremble, and the flames of the still burning torches flickered at the same time, and he did force Mei away from him as he wished.

Then, while the elf had not yet regained his balance, Harden chased after him and swung his sword.

This sword directly cut off Mei's body, but Harden did not feel any feedback from the knife hitting the object. Sure enough, in the next moment, the "Mei" that was cut in half began to twist and collapse, turning into a wisp of green smoke.

The real Mei had already appeared outside Harden's attack range, and there were no marks of being hit on her body.

Mei found a loophole here. The rules only say that you can't use psychic powers, but they don't say that you can't use props and skills.

Harden continued to chase and slash, but the elf dodged him every time.

After scoring a point first, Mei chose the most conservative and safe way of playing, which was to avoid fighting. Relying on the elves' cunning body movements and various props, as long as she could stay in the arena without being attacked by Harden for ten minutes, she would be able to win with a one-point advantage in the total score.

After a few slashes, Harden also found something wrong. In order not to kill the elf, he deliberately restrained his strength in the first few moves, but he soon found that the elf had no intention of fighting him at all, and just kept dodging and avoiding the battle.

At the same time, this Eldar also used a skill that he could not understand, which allowed her outline to blend with the background, so that Harden could not tell the distance between her and himself, which further reduced his hit rate.

Harden could perform dozens of slashes in the blink of an eye. The cold light of the previous swing had not yet dissipated when the next slash followed. The slashes of light were woven into a giant net and cast towards the elf, but the elf was like a cunning little fish, and could always escape from the biggest hole in the net.

"How despicable! How despicable! The cowardly Space Bean Sprout stole a point and chose to avoid the fight! This is a foul! It's a foul!" the commentator shouted.

"This isn't a foul!" Howard stood up and retorted fearlessly, "We made the rules, but you agreed to them. It's clearly written in black and white. Where is there a clause prohibiting this type of tactic? And if you're talking about a foul, you were the first to use the illegal ground stomp to force our players back!"

Things have come to this point. No matter what, these orcs have been offended, so we might as well offend them a little more, at least to preserve the results already achieved.