章 5: The Real Strongest Orc!

編集者: Henyee Translations

The crowd immediately fell silent.

Everyone looked at Mitchell with strange looks, as if they were looking at a retard.

1,000 kilograms?

Are you sure you're not joking?

Hearing Mitchell's arrogant words, Xeno couldn't but help say angrily,

"Mitchell, this isn't the place for you to fool around! Don't even mention 1,000 kilograms. If you really have the ability…"

At that, Xeno paused and pointed at the boulder on the stage,

"If you really have the ability, show me that you can lift this 600-kilogram boulder first. I'll consider you to have won if you can lift it!"

Upon hearing Xeno's words, Serre also sarcastically mocked at the side,

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Where are we going to find a 1,000-kilogram boulder? I think you're just boasting here. You're just playing to the gallery."

Mitchell didn't respond to Serre's words. He simply gave him a sideways glance.

The meaning in his eyes was clear:

Idiot.

However, Serre the retard, did not understand the meaning behind his gaze and continued to mock him.

"What's going on now? Did I expose your thoughts, so you don't know what to do now? Wasn't you great at bragging? The 600-kilogram boulder is right here. Lift it up. Come on, lift it up."

Xeno, who was on the platform, did not feel embarrassed at all when he listened to Seret's words. Instead, he smiled in satisfaction.

Obviously, he thought so too.

In his eyes, that useless son of his was just a clown.

Don't even talk about 1,000 kilograms.

If he really had the ability, why didn't he make a move and show everyone that he could lift this 600-kilogram boulder first?

Just as he was thinking of that, he saw Mitchell slowly walking towards the boulder on the stage.

At this moment, the commoners below the stage also began to reveal astonished expressions.

Soon, their surprise turned into excitement and agitation.

It wasn't because they found Mitchell's behavior to be heroic.

On the contrary, they were hoping that Mitchell would be exhausted and then crushed by the boulder.

If they were able to witness such a bloody scene, then their trip to the Strength Competition wouldn't have been in vain.

What else could be more exciting to the orcs than blood?

As Mitchell approached closer to the boulder one step at a time,

the commoners became more and more restless.

All of them could not help but let out low growls.

Countless pairs of glowing red eyes were staring at Mitchell's frail body.

If Mitchell dared to back down at this point,

they would definitely swarm over and tear this piece of trash into pieces to vent their restlessness and bloodthirstiness.

Finally, Mitchell reached the boulder.

And the commotion among the orcs had reached its peak.

Heavy breathing could be heard from below the stage.

Even Serre, who was preparing to watch a good show, was influenced by the crowd. His eyes had turned bloody red.

If Mitchell were to take a step back, he would be the first to rush forward before anyone else.

He would tear this useless Mitchell into two halves!

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Mitchell slowly surveyed his surroundings. He looked at the crowd that couldn't wait to devour him, and that stupid brother next to him.

Not only did he not show any intention of retreating, he even smirked.

At that moment, he had already fused with the ant's genes and obtained ten times the strength.

With his 100-kilogram weight, lifting this 600 kilograms small rock would be as easy as a piece of cake.

After looking around, Mitchell shifted his gaze back to the boulder and said loudly,

"You good-for-nothings, open your eyes wide and watch carefully!"

Then, under everyone's gaze, Mitchell simply reached out one hand to grab a protrusion at the edge of the boulder.

Meanwhile, his other hand was calmly placed behind his back, as if he didn't intend to use it.

Everyone was shocked to see this scene.

Mitchell actually intended to lift this 600-kilogram boulder with one hand?

That was 600 kilograms!

Even Serre, "The Strongest Orc", had to use both hands and all his strength before he could barely lift this boulder.

Furthermore, it had only lasted five seconds before Serre had to dump the rock onto the stage.

Everyone could tell that even Serre would find it hard to press on.

And now, this useless orc Mitchell was actually planning to challenge Serre's record with one hand.

This was equivalent to treating everyone as idiots.

The crowd became even more restless immediately.

There were already people who almost couldn't wait to rush onto the stage to tear Mitchell into pieces.

If you want to show your strength on stage, we will support you even if you are trash.

However, if you treated the Strength Competition as a game and treated all the residents of Blood Roar City as idiots,

then you will be the enemy of the entire Blood Roar City!

That was what everyone was thinking.

Everyone was waiting patiently for Mitchell to fail.

However, right at that moment, a scene that caused everyone's jaws to drop, happened.

There was no huge commotion and no preparation.

There was not even a single sign.

Mitchell, the well-known half-orc trash in Blood Roar City, simply lifted the boulder just like that.

600 kilograms!

Single-handedly!

Lifted it straight up!

After a brief moment of shock, all the residents cheered.

Meanwhile on the stage, Xeno's eyes were even shining with greed!

While beside him, Serre fell to the ground in shock and muttered to himself.

"How is this possible? How could this trash have done it?!"

Before he could finish his sentence, something even more shocking happened.

It was as if Mitchell wasn't going to give up until he scared the lights out of everyone. He was actually holding the 600-kilogram boulder in one hand and walking around casually!

It was completely different from the strained look on Serre's flushed face earlier.

Mitchell only had a casual look on his face at this moment.

Only one word could be used to describe him from head to toe: calm!

Mitchell's left hand was still behind his back while his right hand was holding the corner of the boulder like a toy.

His 1.8 meters height seemed so small next to the huge rock.

However, there was no change in his expression.

He walked along the edge of the stage one step at a time and the stone stage beneath his feet was not damaged at all.

If it had been Serre, he would have already created one pit after another under his feet.

No, if it were Serre, he wouldn't be able to carry the boulder and walk at all!

The audience erupted into loud cheers.

At this moment, Mitchell had completely conquered everyone with his strength!

As for Serre, no one cared about him anymore.