Margaret took out the red and blue strips of cloth and tied them at the obvious wrists. Fuer's burly group is on the red team, and Chen Yan and his party look relatively weak on the blue team.

Then, she drew a ten-meter-long line to the ground with a branch, and then used this line as an axis to circle a huge circle on the ground. Divide people into two ends.

"Each team occupies a semicircle, and within the circle, the part of the red tape that completely exceeds the line I draw, the game is considered to be won. Then all the guys on this team will advance. ”

Before she finished speaking, Margaret pushed her glasses, and the reflective lenses reminded Chen Yi of the school's teaching director: "But please keep in mind that all players can only stay in their own team's area, if they leave their team's area, we will directly judge it as a foul, and the fouling team will be eliminated by the whole team!"

"So now, I declare - the game is on!" Margaret straightened her arms and waved them straight from top to bottom, signaling the start of the game.

The players in the arena are all cheering up and planning to show off their skills. Chen Yan pinched his empty hands, and wondered in his heart: '...... Where's the rope?'

"Margaret. Rose was embarrassed to cover her face with a fan and whispered, "You forgot to give them the rope." ”

"Ahh ”

I saw Margaret digging left and right, rummaging through all the pockets on her body, and pulling out a bundle of white thread from the back pocket of her pants that could not find her head.

She easily unfolded the thread, straightened it and placed it in the center of the arena, tore a ten-centimeter-long piece of red tape, and stuck it in the middle of the white thread.

Everyone looked at the hair-thin white thread on the ground, surprised, puzzled, and a little angry: 'This referee is not teasing them, is he?

"How do you tug of war with the threads of embroidery?" Faure questioned Margaret, feeling that he was being underestimated by the two women.

"This is no ordinary thread," Margaret looked up at him and explained, "This is the silk thread of the Monster Compound Eye Purple Spider, ten times stronger than ordinary hemp rope! As he spoke, he pulled the thread with a knife.

Everyone will pick up the silk thread suspiciously, fiddle with it, and make a good posture. It's just that the line is so thin that it's hard to see with the naked eye, and it's even more unrealistic when held in your hand, like grabbing a handful of air.

"Any other questions?" Margaret asked.

Chen Yan looked at the thin line on his palm and had an idea in his heart: "Referee, can you use props?"

Margaret looked at Rose, who was holding a parasol, for answer. Miss didn't say anything about this rule, she didn't dare to agree easily.

Rose nodded and replied, "No problem, as long as you don't foul." ”

"Is it okay to shoot the other side with a gun?"

"Rule-wise, it's fine. ”

"What if you kill someone?" Chen Yi smiled evilly, and Fuska was also like a demon at this time, showing the silver spear on his waist.

Behind him, Uk turned his hair around with interest, and his purple lips hooked the corners of his mouth, "It's getting more and more fun~"

"Well, there is no problem with the rules. Feeling the murderous aura on Uk's body, Rose smiled a little distressedly: "But if there are casualties, it can't be regarded as a tug-of-war." ”

After a moment of silence, Rose proposed a new rule: "In this case, all players must hold the string in both hands." Of course, if you can shoot with your foot, the rules allow it. ”

"Well, so be it!" Chen Yan gladly accepted the rules.

On the other side, Faure listened to their conversation, and felt a chill in his back. He originally thought it was a simple tug-of-war, and all the men who were physically fit and tall were selected. Most of them are as good at melee combat as themselves and do not have weapons for long-range attacks.

If you can use guns, your side will definitely lose, but luckily the referees have added rules, otherwise they would be unlucky." ’

Faure put away his disdainful gaze. Looking at Chen Yan's eyes, there was a hint of vigilance, "What a cunning little ghost." ’

"Then if there is nothing wrong, please be prepared for both parties......"

"Wait! we still have something to say......" Chen Xuan interrupted Margaret, looking at the other party's slightly angry look, he didn't dare to ask again: "Five minutes! Give us five minutes!" Chen Xuan pleaded.

Rose nodded, and Margaret had no choice but to suppress her anger: "It's only five minutes, and the game starts as soon as the time comes, if you don't punctuality, you will be fouled out, understand?"

"Understood! understood!" replied Chen Yan sincerely.

He gathered the people together, leaned over and said, "Guys, I have a way for you to see if it works......

While Faure's group was discussing with the blue team, he also gathered his companions to share his tug-of-war experience.

"Before the game we have to get in a good position, you have to lean back to increase the pressure on the ground, like that. Faure posed empty-handed and explained in detail to the team: "Don't stand too closely, keep half a meter between the two to avoid stepping on your companion." If you fall......"

'Tug-of-war is more than just strength, I know that!' and if you think I'm just a simple stupid big guy, you're very wrong, little ghost!' Faure thought to himself. Although he seems to be reckless, he is actually delicate, and when he says every point, he is detailed and easy to understand.

"When the game starts, you have to work hard right away! In the tug-of-war competition, the first move is very important, don't miss the opportunity!" Fuer said carefully, and the players around him also nodded again and again, thinking that this is a good captain: "No matter what tricks they have, just in terms of strength and weight, we will never lose!" Guys, come on!"

"Oh!" was encouraged by Faure, and the morale of this side was also greatly boosted.

Five minutes passed quickly. The two sides have already set up a stance. Both teams took a backward stance. Before they could exert themselves, both sides were already feeling the pressure and weight on the rope.

The red team is led by Faure, while the blue team leads by Fuska.

"Do you want to use beauty tricks?" Faure looked at the woman with short burgundy hair and a bumpy body in front of him, and his eyes were full of teasing: "It's a pity, if you use the gun on your waist to give me a shot, you may have a better chance of winning!" he mocked loudly, trying to shake the leader opposite.

Fuska smiled and didn't care: "You know, a woman's embroidery thread is sharper than you think!"

"What do you mean?" Faure looked at the other side, both of them wearing gloves or strips of cloth on their hands, and vines wrapped around the soles of their feet. I was a little confused and confused: 'Is it to use these things to increase friction? But this is just a drop in the bucket!'

"You'll find out later!" Fuska found her focus, listening carefully to the referee's signal to announce the start.

"Ready—" Seeing that both sides were ready, Margaret raised her hands and gave the order: "Begin!"

After hearing the signal, the two players immediately sat back, and the angle between their bodies and the ground was almost only 30 degrees! Both sides straightened the thin wire, pressed it down at the waist, and slowly pulled it back with small but neat steps.

Fuer didn't expect the woman on the other side to have such great power!

In fact, in addition to technique and endurance, tug-of-war focuses more on height, weight and strength! The blue team is significantly inferior in height and weight to the red team, but in terms of strength, they do not have the upper hand.

He was going to pull the opposite side down with a single blow, but he didn't expect to only pull the red glue in half, and then stop in the middle and don't move!

He didn't choose Chen Yan just because he discriminated against women and children. Rather, in the tug-of-war competition, under the iron rule that 'the effect of force is mutual,' the more pressure anyone can give to the other party, the more likely he is to win! A strong person can produce more pressure, so he will resolutely refuse Chen Yan's participation.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in his hand, and a few drops of blood slipped out of his palm, and Faure's eyes widened and anger rushed to his heart: 'It's a line!'

'No wonder they've done a good job of protecting their hands!' Faure secretly said in his heart, and he didn't dare to use too much force in his hand to hold the line, and he unloaded his strength slightly.

Unexpectedly, this small silk thread has the power to cut people's hands!

On weekdays, the cotton thread will break as soon as it is pulled, but after straightening, it can be easily cut by pulling it with force, even if it is the palm of an adult!

At this time, both sides did not dare to act rashly, maintained their posture, and fell into a war of attrition and delay of 'strength maintenance'.