While Priscilla Ashfan was accompanying her guests, Tonatiu was also ...... Well, the god-king is idle and bored.

It's twilight.

In the thriving woods in the center of the coalition camp, the campfire burned very vigorously, illuminating the surroundings clearly.

Figures flickered around the campfire, but none of these "figures" were real humans.

They are dragonmen, dragons, cadores, trolls, and even some water elementals.

The members of these coalition forces surrounded the campfire, and the two muscular guys next to the bonfire were impenetrable.

"Come on!"

"The Dragon Legion can't afford to lose to mortals!"

"Ezka, for the sake of Ysera, you can't afford to lose! I've bet on my three best dragon scales! ”

"Your Majesty! Crush it and let these dragons know that the troll god-king is invincible! ”

“……”

Shouts rang out one after another, some in the language of trolls, some in the language of Kadore, and some in the language of the legendary dragon with magical powers.

In the center of the men's line of sight, on a platform that towered much like a table, two warriors who were very strong relative to the trolls and Kadore next to them were wrestling.

On the wrestling side was a tall and sturdy dragon man covered in dark green dragon scales, which shone with a mysterious light in the firelight.

It is very tall, one thigh is even the size of a Kadore male, and one arm is almost equivalent to a Kadore female.

Its outstretched claws were so sharp that they looked like they could pinch a wolf to death.

It was a nearly six-meter-tall, massive, muscular, and dragon-scale Ysera Disciple - the Green Dragonman Overseer.

The opponent of the Dragonman Overseer, named Ezekara, was a troll who was more than half as short as him and not as strong as him.

A dash here is because this troll doesn't look like any other troll in Azeroth.

First of all, he didn't have the fangs that all trolls have—trolls without fangs, there was only one in the entire group.

Secondly, he wasn't that troll-looking - this meant that his appearance was relatively milder than the average troll who was a bit hideous in the eyes of other races.

The Dragonman Overseer's opponent is none other than Tonatiu, the Troll King who is now wrestling with the Green Dragonman Overseer, Azeka.

Commonly known as - breaking arms.

Tonatiu smiled, his right hand, which was much smaller than Ezka's, was clenched with Ezka's terrifyingly thick claws, and the other hand waved effortlessly to the crowd around him.

The God-King looked so well-groomed.

Ezika, who looked several times stronger than him in size and arms, the Dragonman Overseers were tense and sweated from their scales—which made Tonatiu realize that the internal structure of the dragon, or dragonmen, must be different from the reptiles of Earth.

Reptiles don't sweat on their bodies, and they don't sweat like Azeka is now.

Alone with the external performance of the two, in

In this wrestling, Ezeka is already at a big disadvantage.

In fact, for several days, such activities have been taking place every night in this forest created by Cenarius.

At first, some trolls and kadore warriors were bored, and in the case of strict prohibition of fighting in the forest - to avoid fighting to destroy the forest.

The two sides began to wrestle boringly, that is, to wrestle wrists.

Later, some Jungle Guardians and Dragonmen found it interesting and joined the contest.

Later, the extremely bored God King also joined the game.

He also defended his title in three consecutive days, defeating 189 opponents in a row in the wrist-wrestling competition, defeating all challengers from Kadore, Dragonman to Troll.

This event even alarmed the demigod Cenarius and the two dragon kings.

Last night, His Majesty Alexstasa even announced that there was any dragon man or troll, cadore, or even water elemental, as long as they could win the god king.

Then you will receive the title of "Dragon Warrior" given by Him......

As soon as he did so, a large number of dragonmen swarmed in, and Tonatyus accepted hundreds of challenges all day today.

Obviously, as a god king, it is a bit unrealistic to have so many challengers go head-to-head with him one by one.

It was Alexstrasa's youngest partner who came up with a way to make these challengers compete among themselves, and the winner would be able to wrestle the God-King alone.

Ezika, an impossibly muscular dragon overseer, won the competition throughout the day.

With the help of several dragon magics, Ezeka regained her strength. In the evening, the final battle with the God-King began.

The first Tour of Azeroth Wrist Wrench Championship begins!

Right now, when the tournament was at its highest, Ezeka was already sweating through the cracks of the dragon scales, which meant that he had done his best.

Dragons secrete sweat, and dragon sweat is even a good potion ingredient. However, due to their special body structure, dragons and broodlings only secrete sweat under certain conditions.

For example, extreme exertion. Or when you are at full power and trying your best.

Just like Azeka now.

At this time, the Dragonman Overseer's heart was full of shock, as a dragonman who had lived for hundreds of years, and had become an Overseer, it had always boasted that it was the most powerful of the dragonmen.

Ezeka had always thought that except for the dragons. Under the dragons, the power of one's own flesh is the greatest.

Don't look at yourself small, but it's all muscles, and your whole body is full of strength.

Had it not been for the temptation of His Majesty Alexstassa's title of Dragon Warrior, Ezeka would not have bothered to participate in such a competition.

It thought that if it participated on its own, it would be purely bullying the other dragonmen, not to mention the trolls and Kadore.

Unless the dragons are gone.

With this mentality in mind, and the hope of getting the title of Dragon Warrior of Alexstaza, Azeka participated in the competition.

After defeating many challengers, Azeka confronted the Troll King for the grand finale of the first Azeroth Wrestling Contest.

By the minute mark, Ezika had used all his strength, and the sweat that he had rarely secreted kept pouring out.

With such power, Azeka thinks that even a tree as thick as his waist will be toppled because of this!

After all, I've done my best!

Azeka was horrified to find that the Troll King, who was so much shorter than herself, looked so neat and even waved at the cheering audience.

No way.

He looks so much smaller than I am.

How can it be more powerful than me? And I'm a dragonman, with the power and blood of a dragon flowing through me.

How could he possibly win me over in strength?!

He looked so thin.

Even if he is the king of trolls, he is still a troll, he is still a mortal.

No way!

Ezeka gritted her fangs, using all the ferocity she had used to pursue the other female drakemen.

Be sure to win!

"Roar~"

Ezika roared as hard as she could, her voice even rippling through the air with a thin ripple, which meant that she had done her best.

And then...... Boom!!!!

Its entire massive body and arms were broken to the ground by Tornatyiu, splashing grass clippings and dust.

"The strength is good."

In despair and shock, Azeka heard the winner say this to himself.

"But you're not strong enough."