This is also Lynn's clever idea: in various special locations, players can randomly pick up various items.
The more challenging the terrain, the easier it is to find powerful items.
That Gretchin, carrying a rocket launcher, aimed at Lynn, who seemed to be the most aggressive and capable fighter.
It wants everyone to know that although it's a Gretchin, it's not a coward!
If you're going to fight, fight the strongest enemy!
He pulled the trigger, and with a whoosh, the rocket shot out, flying straight toward Lynn.
The entire stadium held its breath, everyone wondering how Lynn would manage to dodge this fatal blow.
Lynn touched something in the mud.
He pulled a piece of barbed wire from the mud and held it up in front of him.
The rocket hit the barbed wire but did not explode immediately.
Lynn gritted his teeth, gripped both ends of the barbed wire with both hands, and held the rocket in mid-air.
But the thing was still smoking and could explode at any moment.
Then Lynn flicked his wrist, sending the rocket at an Ork Boyz was trying to launch a sneak attack.
The Orks's eyes widened, and before it could react, the rocket exploded in its face.
With a loud bang, the Orks was blasted away and crashed into the mud.
"WOW!!!" The entire stadium erupted in cheers as loud as a landslide.
Those Gretchin jumped around excitedly, like they were crazy.
Toothy stood on the high platform and began to explain with great emotion:
" Seven-Smasha! Seven-Smasha, using barbed wire to stop the rockets!"
"What?! He actually threw a rocket! What kind of move is that?!"
It didn't even know what it was saying, but the audience listened with great interest.
The game continues.
The racecourse enters a desert area, where sandstorms rage and visibility is extremely low.
The athletes squinted, bent over, and struggled to move forward on the sand.
An Ork Boyz kicked something in a sand pile, looked down, and saw it was a rocket booster.
It picked it up, tied it to Squig's back, and pressed the switch.
The thrusters ignited, Squig shot into the air like a rocket.
Ultimately, it used its thrusters to overtake Lynn and win the championship.
The entire stadium erupted in cheers as loud as a landslide.
Those Gretchin kept shouting and yelling until their voices were hoarse.
"A new champion has been crowned! Let's congratulate him..." Toothy forgot what the Orks's name was.
"My name is Naruto!" the Ork Boyz at the finish line shouted, raising his hand.
"Congratulations to Naruto! He's the champion of the first Waaagh GP!"
Naruto rode on Squig's back, circled the track, and waved to the audience.
The audience kept throwing meatballs and teeth at it.
Lynn rode slowly across the finish line on the back of the Muscle Squig.
He was covered in mud, his face bruised and battered, but he was smiling.
He looked around; the stadium, which had been empty at the start of the game, was now packed with Orks.
The Gretchin, the Orks, and even a few Squig that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, all crowded around the edge of the track, craning their necks to look inside.
That night, the entire ranch was talking about Waaagh GP.
Some people are discussing the incredible feat of using barbed wire to block rockets Seven-Smasha opponents, while others are discussing the champion's rocket booster.
Some people also discussed whether there were any other props in the mud and desert.
Many others said they wanted to try it themselves and train the strongest and fastest Squig!
Lynn knew his idea had succeeded; now all he needed to do was expand and strengthen it.
Toothy also felt its charm.
It stood on the high platform, watching the excited audience and the players who were still discussing the competition.
A surge of pride welled up within him, and he turned to look at Lynn.
"I support you! I fully support you!"
Over the next few days, Toothy only maintained a few core Squig parks to ensure a basic meat supply.
All other areas were forcibly demolished, leveled, filled in, paved, and transformed into various race tracks.
It features a variety of obstacle courses, including mud pits, deserts, ice fields, and volcanoes.
Most of the ranch was converted into a racetrack.
Lynn responded that if they couldn't deliver the Squig meat, they could use teeth instead.
But waaaagh GP is something that no other ranch can replace!
A few days later, the big guys in charge of collecting the transport boats were a little puzzled.
These Squig Ranch are usually teeming with Gretchin, so why are there hardly any here today?
I visited several ranches, and the conditions were all pretty much the same.
Some places only had a few elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people sunbathing, while others were completely deserted.
The big guys were curious, so they grabbed one of the Gretchin and questioned him.
The Gretchin looked dejected and unenthusiastic, answering with his head drooping:
"They all went to Hokage Ranch to watch Waaagh GP. I was unlucky today; I got the duty roster, so I didn't go."
The big guy was a bit confused. What's this thing?
Back on the spaceship, it contacted the other big guys, but they all said they didn't know anything.
So they all decided to go and take a look.
Upon arriving at the Hokage Ranch, they were stunned.
The entire perimeter of the Hokage Ranch is under expansion, with construction Gretchin and Orks everywhere.
The ranch was packed with spectators, as dense as ants.
They squeezed their way in, for a long time, until they finally reached the very back.
Before us lies an ice and snow track, transformed from the original Ice and Snow Squig Park.
The ground was covered with a thick layer of ice and snow, and strong winds were blowing in the air, with snowflakes flying everywhere.
Participants passing by not only need to avoid slipping, but also need to be wary of the icy Squig on both sides of the track.
Those white-haired creatures can fire ice spikes; they strike unexpectedly, with a power no less than that of Boltgun.
Just then, Toothy's voice rang out.
It stood on a high platform, holding a megaphone made of rolled-up scrap iron, and gave a vivid and expressive explanation.
After the first match, Lynn discovered that Toothy seemed to have a talent for commentary, so he entrusted this important task to it.
Its voice pierced through the heavy snow, full of passion. "The athletes are about to enter the ice and snow stage!"
"Heavy snowstorms are a common occurrence here, and the extreme cold combined with low visibility poses a significant challenge to the participants' route planning and sense of direction!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a dozen orc Ork Boyz riding bizarre Squig burst onto the icy racetrack.
Once the intensity of the competition increased, the Gretchin " were basically no longer able to handle the job.
Their mounts are specially trained or modified, making them stronger, faster, and more durable.
An Orks rode a hairy snow-covered Squig, traversing the ice as if it were flat ground.
Another rider, riding Hunting Squig equipped with snow chains, drifted through a corner, creating a perfect arc.
Toothy's voice rang out again. "Looks like it's our first champion again. Is Naruto from the Hokage Clan going to take first Naruto?"
Naruto rode a red Squig, speeding across the snow, several body lengths ahead of the second-place rider.
"No!" Toothy's voice suddenly rose, " That Gretchin Johnny seems to have a new idea!"
As one of the few Gretchin performers in the subsequent competitions, Gretchin Johnny has garnered much attention.
A huge snowball burst forth from the heavy snow, chasing after Naruto, who was riding Naruto red Squig.
The snowball grew bigger and bigger, and rolled faster and faster.
"It actually kept the bullet shield it picked up during the hail of bullets stage until now!" Toothy's voice trembled with excitement.
"Using a shield to envelop himself, he spun continuously, rolling a snowball across the snow!"
"Then let's use the momentum of the snowball's rotation to break through Naruto!"