"Heh~. That was a good one. If you see a football, you should kick it. Keke~."
"Yeah. That was so satisfying. Now I’m kinda regretin’ not choseing a Knight Path. Lol."
"Hahahaha!!" Xn
When Quash cane back to his seat, he was greated with few complinting him and snickering at the Dwarves. A light ripple of laughter rang out. Their comnts made Quash laugh slightly as well.
"MMM~~!! WHAT DID YOU SAY BITCH!?"
At that mont, a Dwarf near by scread at them. Quash looked back only to find it was the sa Dwarf.
"I ANT EHAT I SAID SHORTY!!"
The guy who called the Dwarf a foot ball said back. Matching the energy. The Dwarf trembled in anger, about to explode.
"BITCH! TAKE BACK WHAT YOU SAID! YOUR BEING A RACIST!!"
"NO I AM NOT! I’M JUST SAYJNG THE TRUTH! THE TRUTH! WHICH YOU CAN NEVER REACH CAUSE YOUR TOO SHORT!!"
"Hahahaha~~"
"GMMMM~~~ BITCH IMMA FUCKING KILL YOU RIGHT NOW!!"
The surrounding students had their attention here instead of watching the fight. So even got pulled in because there match was up and there sigh of unwillingness were often behind. The drama was too good.
Quash also chuckled as he watched. Spectating fights was always exciting, spacial fight between won. They use their mouth more than their fists. And the insults they co up with each other is legendary. The secrets they spout about each other is revolutionary. And physical fight is absolutely eye candy. The fan service is off the charts.
"BITCH! I CHALLENGE YOU TO A REMATCH!! FIGHT IF YOU DARE!!"
The Dwarf threw a challenge. And defying all logic and physics, he pointed towards Quash.
"?"
Quash pointed at himself in utter bewildernt. He tried tried move out of the way but the finger was still pointed at him.
"BITCH YES! YOU!"
"Why ? What did I do? It was him who you were fighting with no?"
"BECAUSE OF YOU THAT I AM FACING SUCH HUMILIATION IN THE FIRST PLACE!! SO ACCEPT MY CHALLENGE BITCH!!"
Now the crowd’s focus was on the interaction between Quash the football player and Dwarf the football. People between them had so how moved away. Giving way to both and watching from the side lines. Even the guy whose comnt started all this was standing in the side lines, listening intently.
Assessing the situation, Quash couldn’t help but sigh and roll his eyes in disbelief.
"No."
He answered flatly. That made the Dwarf and every freeze for a second before they burst in laughter. The Dwarf however trembled in rage.
"BITCH WHY!?"
"What is in there for ?"
"MY RANK! I’M HIGHER RANK THAN YOU! I’M AT 500,475TH RANK! CHALLENGE BITCH! NO- I CHALLENGE YOU BITCH!"
Quash looked at the fuming Dwarf that is foaming from the mouth in mild annoyance. He shook his head lazily and said,
"Still no. I can get rank way high if I want to. But I’m just respecting the grind."
"Ohhhhh~~~"
The response earned the crowds fascination. The few that were pulled away ca back and the veteran spectators were filing them in.
"Fine BITCH! What else do you want!"
"Now your talking!"
A smile ford on Quash’s face. He folded his arms and rubbed his chin in thought, but he arrived at a conclusion pretty quickly on what he wanted. He looked at the Dwarf with a gentle smile.
"Your Bazooka."
"BITCH. That’s not Bazooka but Ultra Extre Supre God Emperor Deci-"
"Look, I don’t need your whole back story... just yes or no."
"BITCH. That’s nit a back story but my weapons na! You dare disresPECT IT LIKE THAT!? CO ON BITCH! IMMA FUCK YOU UP!!"
"Hehe~. Your Dick is probably smaller than my youngest pubic hair. Lol"
"Hahaha~."
The legend was back. And his return was legendary. The guy who started all this was once again on the battle field.
The anger Dwarfs aggro shifted to the legend of a man again.
"BITCH!! IT’S BIG ENOUGH TO FUCK YOUR MOM!"
"Oh yeah? And how are you going to reach her ass? With a stool?"
"Buahahah~~"
"Oh god I’m dying! I’m literally dead! Haha~."
"Kakaka~. Dude I’ve been watching this from after life all along!! Kaka!"
The crowd was on their knees. The strength of the legend was too strong. Seeing that all the spotlight was getting hoarded away. Quash felt like he needed to do sothing as well.
"Ehem! Excuse everyone! May I have your attention please! (gets attention) ... Good. Now Mr. Dwarf. I’ve noticed that you only know how to use the word Bitch. Looks like you grew up friendless. So let teach you how to throw... REAL insults."
Quash says as he walks towards the Dwarf with a professional smile and rubbing hand like a greedy businessman.
The Dwarf looks at him with hate but he tolerated Quash’s presence.
Quash crouched down to the Dwarfs ear level and started whispering... stuff. Loud enough for everyone to hear.
"𓀤𓀥𓀠,𓀃, 𓀊, 𓀋𓀐𓀉, 𓀡"
(A/N: Basically ans☝🤓, Dude dancing drunk, sees a dude prayin’, crouchs, *Slap* Aaaaa- praying dudes hands on throbbing head, rolles over in agony, howls at the sky, drunk dude dancin’ in utter ecstacy.)
"Oh. Oh my god. This guy... he is him. The God of Curses..."
Soone murmured when Quash finished his 1 minute long ASMR whispering. The Dwarf looked mortified and enlightened at the sa ti. The crowed looked like that have found a god. Their knees buckling involuntarily out of reverence. Wanting to worship the man. But he was quickly pulled away by so radical force.
Quash appeared inside the battle field once again. His third match has started already. And this match as well he won easily. His opponent was a Knight wielding battle axe. Quash just gave him a Saitama style punch and blasted him out of the orbit...
When he re appeared, the Dwarf challenged him once again and he accepted. They were imdiately moved to a separate stage, the 101st stage. Designated for this kind of situation.
The stakes were handed to the Administrative Formation. In other words, the badge. It handles this kind of stuff and insures fairness.
Ting!
The match started.
[Winner! Quash Ogmore!]
The match ended.
"BITCH! I CHALLENGE YOU BITCH!! AGAIN!"
"No need to worry. I was going to challenge you anyway. I need ammos for this thing."
Quash said as he examined his new weapon. And it was sssswwwWeeeeet!!!
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