"Since you understand, I don't have anything more to say. Bring out everything you've got, Orario's ultimate weapon.
"Don't worry about killing me. Cast aside those so-called rules, dance before me to your heart's content, and flaunt the martial arts you're so proud of.
"This may sound a little conceited, but in truth, let alone you—even across the entire Labyrinth City, including the gods, I'm afraid you really won't find anyone capable of killing me."
Wood had always been quite arrogant, but even so, the Wood who said those words in front of so many gods at this martial arts tournament still managed to anger quite a few of them.
They had seen plenty of arrogant people who disrespected the gods, but someone as arrogant as Wood, a human who dared to act that way in front of so many gods, was a first for them.
No matter how strong human Adventurers were, in the end, they were merely playthings for the gods. There was no denying that the individual known as the "Great Sage" was outstanding among the people of the Lower World, but to look down on the gods based on that alone was taking himself far too seriously.
Ottar admired Wood's strength. After all, he could sense that if he didn't rely on the power of the Vormor King's Necklace and Wanbaochui, he might truly not be Wood's match.
But admitting that he was inferior was one thing. Being dissatisfied with Wood's attitude was another.
"Whether you truly possess the power to rival the gods, as you claim, let me see it with my own eyes!"
Their probing attacks had ended. Knowing that he wouldn't be able to easily kill Wood, Ottar tightened his grip on the Black Overlord Sword and began fighting seriously.
As an Ork,