Became the Academy’s Munchkin Power Priest - Became the Academy’s Munchkin Power Priest chapter 47

47 – The Warrior’s Heart

Time passed quickly. The festival period came before I knew it, and I came to the Cheonha Merchant Competition.

Students started to fill the stadium. It wasn’t a huge number. A lot of people thought it was just a struggle. There were also many who came to pass the time.

This is not a simple contest of strength. Power is a man’s will and symbol. It is a battle of the soul, not of the body.

The players entered the stadium. They were big guys at the academy. I wondered where he had grown his muscles.

In particular, Rokhan and his colleagues stood out. As they entered, the students sitting in the stands screamed.

“Locan is cool!”

It seemed like they were classmates. And those who looked like barbarians cheered on Lokhan.

I could hear cheers, too. They were classmates. A lot of friends gathered.

“Gran-chan!”

Among them, there were those who stood up and even cheered, the masked hero and cloa.

I went to the stadium feeling grateful to my friends who came out to cheer me on.

[The long-awaited World Champion Tournament is here!]

The contest started with Kim Paji’s commentary. The first item was simple. The first one could be seen as a preliminary match.

The rules of the event are simple.

Hold on and hold on.

In front of me was a large, round stone. About 100 kg, the same weight as a staff. Of course, it was more difficult to lift than a cane. It was difficult to hold on to stones, so it wasn’t just 100 kilos.

Well, even so, it didn’t matter.

I took a slow breath and wrapped my arms around the stone. After giving abdominal pressure, he lifted the stone wrapped in both arms.

The important thing was posture. I had to wait until the other players were eliminated, but I didn’t have to hold on in a tough position.

I laid my back down slightly. He leaned a stone against his stomach. From now on, it’s a fight with yourself. Judging from the other players’ woes, it didn’t seem like it would last long.

As expected, Rokhan lifted the stone without difficulty. He seemed to have a hard time getting into a comfortable position, but he soon corrected himself.

There were people who couldn’t lift a stone even though they had big muscles. These are the so-called water muscles.

The time limit was one minute, so in the end all the water muscle players were eliminated.

[132 People left! There are 32 players left until the end of the preliminary round!]

I met eyes with Rokhan, who was holding a stone in a stable position. He laughed at me with a relaxed face.

Twenty minutes passed.

Out of 132 people, 1 person was eliminated. No one was eliminated except for those who slipped and missed.

However, players are beginning to show their limits physically. Even the players who easily lifted the stone were in danger of being eliminated as their arms trembled.

There was a lot of sweat under the players’ feet. I tried my best to hold on a little longer.

“Heuk….”

The man standing next to him corrected his posture and tried to hold on somehow. It was sad to see, but he was a man.

The man corrected his posture and met his eyes with mine. He sighed and threw a stone.

The dropouts quickly increased. After 5 minutes, the number of dropouts increased from 1 to 30.

If only two more players were eliminated, the preliminaries were over. It meant that we just had to hold on a little longer, and the players who were struggling persevered.

Locan’s face flushed a little, but he didn’t lose his relaxed expression. He seemed to be controlling his inner world with his eyes closed.

My condition was very good. There was no big difference from usual. Of course, the rough surface of the stone was uncomfortable, but it wasn’t hard.

[Finally 1 person!]

Kooung!

The qualifying round ended with one player putting down a pebble. There are now 100 players left.

The next round is the high jump.

The game is simpler than the previous round.

The game was like this.

I just had to jump high after wearing clothes that would make my body heavy. Of course, the higher you jumped, the higher your score. A total of 3 chances. The record with the highest jump out of 3 will be my score.

The weight of the armor is about 50 kg.

To be honest, 50kg was too light. Even the recently disused weight vest weighed 100 kilos, the same weight as a stone.

I put on iron armor that looked like a weight vest and stood on top of a magical measuring device.

I don’t know how high others jumped. The important thing right now was my high jump.

I prepared to jump by bending and straightening my knees.

“Run when you are ready.”

The referee, who seemed disinterested, looked at me and said.

Quaaang!

I jumped with the determination to fly. Fifty kilos couldn’t hold me down.

The first high jump record was 13.5 Meters.

The referee’s eyes lit up when he saw my jump.

“What is this….”

[Bar, did you just see it? What, didn’t something fly up?]

13.5 Meters?

It was a number I didn’t like.

Next is 14.7 Meters.

The last set a record with 15.3 Meters.

The number of people who survive this time is half. It was 50 people.

The eyes of the players watching me run have changed.

“He, what is it? Are you a human kid?”

“Ba, isn’t it cheating? Did you use magic?”

“You were a priest when I saw you yesterday.”

“A priest? Then you didn’t even put a buff on it?”

Anyway, it seemed that my records could not be recognized by their standards.

Lokhan’s face was also different.

He just stared at me with narrowed eyes in silence.

Locan’s record wasn’t bad either. His best was 10.3 Meters, which was second place.

After the second match, 50 people were eliminated. After a short break, the third match began immediately.

The third match is arm wrestling.

Unfortunately, my opponent was not Lokhan.

“You, you….”

“Let’s get started.”

Unlike the others, he didn’t have a rugged body. He had solid small muscles, a body commonly referred to as actual fighting muscles. The muscles were cracked and the texture was clearly visible.

His job was a knight.

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“Knight Xeon.”

“This is Priest Gran.”

We briefly exchanged greetings and then grabbed each other’s hands.

Zeon’s hands were small. My hand completely wrapped around Xeon’s hand.

“Even if I don’t win, I will show you the spirit of a knight.”

“Heh heh, I’m looking forward to it.”

The referee held my hand and the knight’s hand and called out to start.

Quaaang!

“Aagh!”

Arm wrestling also ended simply with my victory.

I healed the knight’s broken hand while the others finished arm wrestling.

The 4th match is tombstone lifting.

There are 25 people left.

Actually, it was an event that could become the final.

At first glance, the large tombstone looked heavy.

[The tombstone weighs 600 kg… ]

Listening to the commentary, the tombstone was 6 times heavier than the first stone I heard. Even the surface was smooth. Kind of a killer sport.

I wrapped my arms around the huge tombstone. I had to watch my back when lifting something. In particular, for the tombstone, which was difficult to hold, I had to use my waist a lot, so I had to focus on abdominal pressure.

I spread my legs and tightened my hips to allow the thigh muscles to engage.

Then I lifted it with all my might.

“That monster bastard…. Is it easier to lift than I thought?”

“Looks pretty light, doesn’t it?”

Contrary to the reaction that it looks lighter than expected, no one has succeeded. Except for one person.

Rokan wrapped the tombstone with his large body. Without much skill, he roared and lifted the tombstone.

“Wow!”

As Rokan lifted the tombstone, the barbarians in the stands roared together.

“Wow!”

And that’s how the fourth event, the tombstone lifting, was over.

The last thing left is a hand-to-hand combat. It was a push.

The Push, which was originally supposed to be done with a group of people, became a confrontation between just the two of us, Rokan and I.

Of course I already had the idea that Rokhan might be my last opponent.

“Priest…. Come to think of it, I didn’t even ask for your name. What is your name?”

“This is Gran.”

“Yes…. Gran. I acknowledge your strength. But the final match will be different. Pushing the enemy back takes strength and skill. In other words, it is the main sport of our warriors.”

“Heh heh, is that so? Then start right away like a man.”

“What I wanted. Goes!”

He really ran like a giant. I didn’t dodge It was a man’s fight.

Lorkhan’s shoulder slammed into mine. We became like hugging each other.

“I will show you the power of a warrior! Wow!”

He built up blood and tried to push me away. His power was too strong to be ignored.

But….

His strength could not defeat me.

Lorkhan began to fall back little by little. The part he was stepping on was dented.

I slowly pushed him off the field. He took one step, one step.

Lorkhan tried hard not to be pushed back. I was able to easily push Rokhan through the field bridge. But it was a man’s fight.

“I won’t lose!”

Lokhan didn’t give up and pushed me. Of course, it was Rokhan who was pushed out.

In the end, Rokhan was pushed out.

“Heuk….”

After losing the match, Lokhan fell to his knees.

“You…. You are a great warrior….”

Rokhan fell to her knees and wept.

[Su, the winner is Gran, a first-year priest!]

“What? A first-year priest!?”

“No, wasn’t that a warrior?”

“Did the real Barbarian Lokhan lose? No one has won in three years.”

My classmates and priest friends who came to watch the game screamed.

“Wow!”

I reached out to Lokhan.

“He fought well until the end.”

“Thank you…. You have the heart of a warrior.”

I liked Lokhan. Because he fought until the end and made my body sweat.