Chapter 436: Chapter 55: God of Competition Hegel and the others had been busy all night.
So when the morning light broke, only Duncan got up, following the habit of the human form, and sought out several hundred-pound stones to practice lifting and deep squats.
The divine spirit originally worshipped by the human form was Kod, the God of Strength, whose divine positions include strength, competition, combat, courage, war, and storm. In the faith of the Barbarian warriors, he is also called the God of the Arena, residing in a divine country above the Holy Mountain, a place known as the Heroic Realm.
Huff! Huff! Huff!
After only a short while of exercise, Duncan was sweating profusely. He took out some olive oil and rubbed it on his rock-hard muscles. Nearby, some Dibite women who were up early fetching water couldn’t help but stare at him, even warmly greeting him with youthful vigor.
This kind of vibrant female beauty is more likely to bear healthy and strong offspring.
But Duncan was completely unmoved, as if women would only affect his training efficiency. After applying olive oil, he picked up his battle axe and shield and began training his combat skills alone.
These were the daily routines of the human form, unlike the wild and free-spirited others, he always pushed himself strictly.
Because only by giving one’s all could a mortal even have a slight chance of surpassing the divine bloodline.
Right now, he was playing the role of the human form itself, at least until his strength was formidable enough to not exhibit any obvious behavioral anomalies.
By the time the sun was high, Hegel finally appeared, looking a bit fatigued. By the time he woke up, several women had quietly slipped out of his room.
Hegel looked at Duncan, diligently training not far away, and was momentarily stunned, then showed a hint of embarrassment. He stretched out his muscles and lifted a giant stone weighing over half a ton with one hand, also beginning deep squat practice.
The training of the Usga Barbarians somewhat resembles the daily routine of early Greek athletes and Roman gladiators, starting fundamentally with training in strength, physique, and endurance, followed by combat techniques.
The entire Barbarian battle group’s daily life consists of traveling and fighting, and during leisure, engaging in combat and competitions.
You could think of them as wandering Spartacus gladiator groups, who love to fight and compete, enjoy cutting down enemies and creatures, and take pleasure in pursuing beautiful women worldwide, even women of different races, whether fierce female giants or even half-human half-snake Banshees.
They challenge legendary strong individuals and monsters, indulge with the wildest, most passionate women, and have their own legendary tales, even if dying on the road.
This way of life is what all Barbarian warriors long for!
Freedom and wildness.
Their souls are unrestrained, valuing death lightly but glory heavily.
However, there is one exception, which is the human form Queen Minsk. Compared to the chaotic camp of the Barbarian warriors, he leans more towards the Order Camp. Although still very competitive and craving glory, he is not as wild and doesn’t get blinded by rage, appearing calmer than the others.
This is why he struggles to gain attention from the Furious Gods.
According to the Barbarian priests, the human form lacks a wild heart and cannot comprehend the true meaning of the Path of Fury.
At this time, others also gradually got up.
Crete was the last to rise, even a bit weak in the legs, walking out holding his waist, which caused the other Barbarian warriors to laugh brazenly. Soon, the two engaged in a bare-fist brawl, and after exchanging a few moves, the two brawny men grappled together, starting a wrestling match.
Hegel was also drawn in, lowering his giant stone and watching Crete wrestle with his comrade intently, as he enjoyed wrestling immensely, even once in competition taking down a half-giant.
This warrior with high prestige among the Barbarians only likes wrestling with two kinds of people.
One is with strongmen, preferably with innate divine power, he fears no challenge even from real giants.
The other is with young and handsome warriors, as he loves to teach such people wrestling.
"Haha!"
"Take down Crete! You’ll be the deputy leader!"
The Barbarian warriors on the side were jeering, and the wrestling match between the two fierce warriors quickly attracted nearby Dibite people, they wrestled all the way to the vicinity of the square, shattering the blue stone slabs on the ground.
Eventually, Crete relied on his seasoned skills to take down the opponent, pressing him heavily under him.
Crete kicked the opponent’s butt and cursed, "You little brat, still wanna take me down?"
"If Quinn hadn’t thrown a few women at me yesterday, would I have been pinned by you?"
Speaking of which, Crete glanced at Duncan not far away and inquired, "How’s your injury?"
Duncan shook his head and said, "It’s nothing now."
The human form is not popular within the entire battle group because he is disciplined and restrained, doesn’t fit in with the group of wild warriors, and he also likes to challenge the formidable Hegel, even though he’s always beaten up, he still persists, everyone can see his ambition.
He yearns to defeat Hegel and earn the glory of a warrior.
Crete’s relationship with him wasn’t great before, but ever since Duncan saved him once, their relationship seemed to have grown closer, and he specifically picked out a beautiful woman to give him yesterday.
Training is their daily routine, and competitive combat is their gift to the divine spirits.
Soon everyone assigned their opponents, and Hegel took out a Shen Kan, with a flaming fist inside, sometimes also with the emblem of the Storm Sword.
Kod is the Master of Strength, Thunder Roar, God of the Arena.
The Barbarian Race warrior who believes in the Divine Spirit must openly engage in at least one competitive duel every week, and if he can win in the arena held at the Divine Hall, that’s even better. Not only is there glory, wealth, and rewards, but there might even be a chance to share intimacy with the priestesses of the temple.
Of course, those priestesses are wild warriors themselves, and being ridden by them for an entire night would be a laughingstock for the whole tribe for many years!
This primitive era has yet to fully form morals; sex and reproduction are everywhere.
Hegel picked up his shield and spear, his figure extremely heroic and tall, towering half a head above everyone else. After his warlike gaze scanned around, his sight fell on Crete and Duncan. In the entire Barbarian Race warrior battle group, only these two could face him and exchange a few moves.
But Crete slept with eight women yesterday and is a bit weak in the legs today, while Duncan was injured yesterday and it’s unknown if he can still fight.
At this moment, Crete glanced at Duncan’s bandaged wound on his abdomen, picked up his weapon, and was about to join the fight. With Hegel, he often gets injured, as Hegel is a frenzied warrior who sometimes can’t hold back.
"Wait."
But then Duncan stretched out his hand to stop him and said in a deep voice, "Let me do it."