"Fighting each other?!" Ating's eyes widened. "What kind of traditional activity is this?"
"My beautiful lady, you heard it right. This is indeed our traditional activity." Vashili pulled his beard. "In our country, there is a festival called 'Maslenitsa'."
"My men and I will celebrate this festival because of our faith."
"According to our tradition, we start Maslenitsa eight weeks after the beginning of the new year."
"At the beginning, Maslenitsa was just a time for everyone to eat, drink, and have fun to celebrate the passing of winter and the coming of spring."
"But I don't know since when, there have been more activities where men beat each other up."
"Maybe it's because everyone is bored, so after someone started to vent their energy by fighting, everyone followed suit, and it gradually became popular."
"Everyone, just use your fists. No dirty tricks allowed. Fight as much as you can. Fight until you can't fight anymore."
"Fistfighting has become an important part of our Maslenitsa celebrations."
Vashili smiled happily, as if this fighting activity was some particularly glorious activity.
"It's already mid-February, and Maslenitsa is almost here."
"Although it's still a little early, my men and I can't help but celebrate the annual Maslenitsa in advance."
"...I still don't understand." Ating whispered, "Why is there such a strange activity as 'men fighting each other'...Wouldn't it be easy to get hurt in such an activity?"
As a native Japanese woman, Atachi could not understand the significance of this event at all.
"Injured?" Vashili sneered as if he had heard a funny joke. "If you're injured, then you're injured. It's no big deal."
Vashili's nonchalant attitude towards being "injured" made the puzzlement on Ating's face even more intense.
“So you guys have this kind of activity…” Ayaka murmured on the side.
"We only fight like this at Maslenitsa," Vashili shrugged.
"So you are gathering outside the camp just to hold your fighting activities?" Ayaka looked at the group of his subordinates standing behind Vashili.
"That's right." Vashili nodded.
"You are free to do whatever you want." Ayaka changed his tone to a more serious one, "As long as you don't cause trouble to our village."
"Don't worry." Vashili smiled, "We know what we are doing."
"We are actually in a little trouble now."
"Including me, there are currently 40 people staying in the camp."
"I wanted to have a 20-on-20 fist fight."
Vashili raised his hand and ran it through his hair.
"But now there's this unlucky fellow who has a bad cold. He can't join the fight."
"The Carnival fight would be quite boring if the numbers of both sides were not equal. I was just discussing with my subordinates what to do."
"The best solution to this problem is to find another person to fill the gap."
"so--"
Vashili turned to look at Ogata.
"Brother, come and join our fist fight."
Vashili grinned.
"With you taking that unlucky guy's place, we can have a 20-on-20 fight again."
"As long as you can come over and make up the numbers, I will tell you everything I know."
"How's that? Isn't this a good deal?"
Ogata's face is now full of complexity.
When Vashili was explaining to them what this "mutual fighting activity" was, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen a related video in his previous life.
As early as in his previous life, Ogata had heard about these strange activities in Lucia.
Ogata had never imagined that this kind of activity of men fighting each other had such a long history.
I never thought that I would have the opportunity to participate in such an event.
"...Is it enough for me to just play with you guys?"
"That's right." Vashili changed his tone to a half-joking one, "We can't play too many games either."
"...I understand." Ogata nodded, "Then I will participate in this activity of yours that has lasted for a thousand years."
"Mashima." Ayaka looked at Ogata in surprise, "Are you really planning to participate?"
"After all, they have already said it." Ogata took out the Daishiten and Daijizai from his left waist and handed them to Ating beside him. "They will only tell me what they know if I accompany them to participate in this event."
"Hahaha. It seems that you are a very straightforward person, brother." Vasili smiled.
Seeing that Ogata really intended to join in the fight, Ayaka didn't say anything more.
"Are there any rules?" Ogata asked.
"Different regions generally have different rules," said Vashili. "The rule here is that you cannot use all kinds of dirty tricks, such as kicking, throwing sand, and lime."
“Don’t use your feet.”
“Don’t attack someone’s weak spot.”
"Kneeling down means surrendering. Do not attack someone who has surrendered."
"Just these four rules. That's it."
"It's easy to understand, concise and clear." Ogata said softly.
"Are you ready?" Vashili asked.
Ogata nodded.
"Now that you're ready, follow me! After the fight, we can have lunch quickly!"
Ayaka: “So you haven’t had lunch yet?”
"Of course, if you eat first and get hit in the stomach, it could easily lead to some very indecent scenes."
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Ogata stood in a row with 19 other Lucia people.
About 10 steps away from Ogata and his companions, there was also a row of 20 people standing on the opposite side.
Two human walls with the same number of people stood facing each other.
Vasili was standing next to Ogata at this time.
This means that Vasili and Ogata are in the same camp.
Should we say that this is indeed a racial advantage? The Lucia people standing next to Ogata, as well as those standing opposite Ogata, have an average height similar to Ogata, about 1.7 meters, and there are many people who are over 1.8 meters.
This kind of scene where a large group of people around him are about the same height as him - in Ogata's memory, this seems to be the first time he has seen such a scene since he traveled to the Edo period.
Ever since Vashili announced that Ogata would replace the unlucky guy who had a bad cold and couldn't take part in the fight, many of Vashili's subordinates have been looking at Ogata with strange eyes.
After the camps were assigned, those standing opposite Ogata and belonging to the enemy camp of Ogata kept speaking ill of Ogata.
"That Japanese guy is so short! (Lucia)"
"Don't say that! That Japanese guy is already considered taller than other Japanese! (Lucia)"
"He looks quite skinny. I wonder if his punches are strong enough. (Lucia)"
"Hehe, I heard that Japan doesn't fight much now, so the Japanese should rarely fight with fists! We have been fighting since we were young, I hope he won't be scared by the fighting scene later. (Lucia)"
Although those who belonged to the same camp as Ogata did not mock him as loudly as those on the opposite side, they also whispered to those around them that they were worried about Ogata.
"Do you think the Japanese that Vasili hired is reliable? (Lucia)"
"Who knows, Vashili probably just picked someone to fill the gap. (Lucia)"
"I don't want to lose... (Lucia)"
"That guy had a sword on his waist. If he could wear a sword, he must be a samurai. If he is a samurai, he should not be a weak person. (Lucia)"
"Who said that? I heard that Japanese samurai are very corrupt now. It's not like every samurai is strong. (Lucia )"
Neither the ridicule directed at Ogata nor the anxiety expressed by those in the same camp as Ogata had any effect on him.
Because——Ogata simply couldn't understand what they were saying.
Ogata guessed that the language they used was probably Lucia.
Ogata only knows two words in Lucia - Ura and Sokabule.
I learned these two sentences from the Internet in my previous life.
"Ula" has no specific meaning and is an interjection usually used to express strong emotions.
As for "Sukabuli"...it's a swear word in Lucia, and a very dirty one at that.
However, although he could not understand what the people on the other side and around him were saying, Ogata could feel from the expressions and tones of the people around him that they were probably saying something unfriendly to him.
Ogata didn't care about it.
All he wanted now was to end this fist fight quickly so that he could get something out of Vashili's mouth as soon as possible.
Therefore - Ogata silently pressed the joints of his fists and moved his eyes, scanning the faces of the Lucia people in the row opposite one by one.
This is the gaze of a hunter who ranks his prey in order of priority.
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Not long after the two sides formed two rows of people facing each other, Vashili, who was in the same camp as Ogata and was now standing opposite Ogata, shouted something loudly to the opposite side.
Then a response came from the human wall on the opposite side.
After talking to the person on the other side for a few words, Vasili turned around and said something to the person in the same camp as him.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Lucia people around him all began to take off their clothes.
Before Ogata could even show any doubt, Vasili beside him switched to Japanese and said to him:
"Mashima, take off your clothes. Our row is going to be shirtless."
"Shirtless?" Ogata raised an eyebrow. "Is it to distinguish between friend and foe?"
“I guess so.”
"Isn't it unfair that we are shirtless and the other side is dressed?"
"So to be fair, the person on the other side has to take off his clothes too. He has to take off only one piece of clothing."
Ogata looked ahead—as expected, the people in the row in front of him also began to take off their clothes.
Seeing this, Ogata said no more, raised his hands, pulled off the scarf around his neck, and began to take off his clothes.
At this time, Atachi, who was standing not far behind Ogata, quickly walked up and took the clothes that Ogata had taken off.
The only people watching the fight were Ating and Aiyaka.
Ogata had fewer clothes on and his kimono was easier to take off, so he was the one who took off all his upper clothes the fastest.
After Ogata exposed his upper body, people around him and on the opposite side of him gasped.
The reason is simple—Ogata's upper body looks really scary.
A series of wounds crisscrossed Ogata's upper body.
There are all kinds of wounds, such as cuts, penetrating wounds, etc.
The skin on the left side of Ogata's neck turned dark purple due to the "Immortal Poison" , making Ogata's upper body look even more terrifying.
Whether they were in the same camp as Ogata or in the enemy camp of Ogata, they all stopped what they were doing and looked at Ogata in surprise.
Those who didn't say anything bad to Ogata just now were fine.
The expressions of those who had just spoken ill of Ogata were more interesting than each other.
Even Vashili, who was standing opposite Ogata, looked up and down at Ogata's upper body, which was covered with so many horrific wounds, with astonishment.
"Mashima, you have so many wounds..." Vashili swallowed his saliva and thought for a long time. This was the only sentence he could think of. "I am considered knowledgeable, but this is the first time I have seen a body with so many scars..."
Ogata smiled.
“It’s just a matter of going through hardships.”
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After Ogata exposed his upper body, the people on the opposite side immediately became quiet.
Those who had just spoken ill of Ogata even began to consciously avoid looking at Ogata.
Those who belonged to the same camp as Ogata and had just questioned Ogata's ability have now shut up.
Soon, both parties took off their clothes.
Ogata, shirtless, stood in the middle right of their row.
After taking off all his clothes, Ogata looked across, then looked to the left and right - both the enemy and his own people were warming up and shouting something to encourage themselves.
Although the weather today is pretty good, with warm sunshine and no biting wind.
But even so, according to Ogata's estimation, the temperature here is only about 2 or 3 degrees.
In such low temperatures, it is really hard to bear without wearing any clothes.
Even Ogata, who had a high vitality value and was much healthier than an average person, felt a little cold.
If Ogata is like this, let alone the Lucia people around him.
Ogata observed that many people were shivering slightly from the cold, but everyone was holding on and just kept doing warm-up exercises to warm up their bodies.
"Mashima."
Vashili on the side suddenly spoke to Ogata.
"For our event, we have to shout something before it starts."
He didn't know if it was Ogata's illusion, but he always felt that Vashili's tone seemed to become more respectful.
"You can think of it as an opening statement."
"Since you don't know our language, you don't need to shout after us."
Ogata nodded.
After turning his eyes away from Ogata, Vashili said something loudly to the people around him.
Then the people around started shouting.
Then Vashili said something to the other side.
Then the people on the opposite side also started shouting.
Vashili cleared his throat.
Then, he shouted at the top of his voice:
"Силаичесть! (Russian: Strength and Honor)"
Every time Vasili shouted a sentence, the people around him and on the opposite side would loudly repeat what Vasili had just shouted.
"Победаилисмерть! (Russian: victory or death)"
"Одинза всехи всезаодного! (Russian: I am for everyone, and everyone is for me)"
"Давайребят, вмажемпарням, убейтенахуй! (Guys! Come on!)"
After shouting the last sentence, Vasili took the lead and rushed towards the opposite side while shouting.
The people around followed closely.
Because he didn't know that what Vasili had just said meant "Guys! Go!", Ogata was half a beat slower than the others and charged forward.
The human wall on the opposite side also rushed towards them in neat steps.
The two human walls rushed towards each other.
"%#￥@*%#@￥%&! (Lucia)"
"@#%&*! (Lucia)"
"￥%#@&%￥#*￥%#￥@*%#@￥%&! (Lucia)"
Shouts and roars that Ogata couldn't understand continued to be heard all around.
Both the Lucia people who were on the same side as Ogata and the Lucia people who were on the opposing side were shouting loudly.
Finally—the two human walls collided.
Everyone fought against each other.
"￥%#@&%￥#*￥!" An extremely strong man who happened to be standing opposite Ogata rushed towards him while shouting something that Ogata could not understand.
The sturdy man's fist was almost half the size of Ogata's head.
Judging from his movements, this strong man seems to know a little about boxing.
After swinging his arms, the sturdy man used his feet to lead his waist, and his waist to lead his fists, and swung his fists hard at Ogata.
Facing the fist swung by the strong man, Ogata's response was to use a gentle movement like dodging a flying butterfly to turn his head and avoid the fist swung by the strong man.
Then, he swung his right arm, aimed at the sturdy man's stomach, and delivered a right straight punch.
The speed and power of his punch were far superior to the strong man's previous punch.
Before the sturdy man could react, Ogata's fist hit his stomach.
“Puff, cough, cough, cough…!” The sturdy man bent his waist, covering the place where he had been hit hard by Ogata’s fist, like a limp shrimp.
After struggling for several times, he slowly fell to the ground.
[Ding! Defeat the enemy]
[Gain 35 points of personal experience]
[Current personal level: Lv37 (2515/5800)]
Ogata didn't use any martial arts just now, only ordinary punches, so Ogata only gained experience points for his personal level.
The only hand-to-hand combat technique that Ogata knows is Shiranui-ryu Jujutsu.
However, this traditional activity in Lucia can only use boxing, so Ogata cannot use Shiranui-ryu Jujutsu.
Ogata doesn't know any boxing skills, and the only hand-to-hand combat he knows is sealed.
But Ogata is not afraid of a fistfight.
After all - the two principles of "force can defeat skill" and "speed is the only thing that can be defeated" are most vividly reflected in hand-to-hand combat.
After knocking down the strong man in front of him with one punch, Ogata immediately changed his step and went to find another opponent closest to him.
Just like before - another punch knocked the opponent to the ground.
With an agility value of 18 points, Ogata's fists are much faster than those of ordinary people.
With a strength value of 20 points, Ogata's punches are far more powerful than those of an ordinary person.
With 15 points of reflexes, Ogata could easily dodge the punches of these people.
Those who were knocked down by Ogata's punch might never have imagined that the man who knocked them down with one punch actually held back a little and did not use his full strength.
Because he was afraid that if he opened fire at full strength, he would kill someone.
When Ogata killed the third Lucia man with his fists, someone finally noticed Ogata and took the initiative to attack him.
He is a tall man, over 1.8 meters tall. Not only is he tall, but he also has very long arms.
With his outstanding arm span, the tall man threw a right hook at Ogata.
Ogata dodged the attack from the tall man by simply lowering his body, and then delivered a simple straight punch to the tall man's stomach.
I didn't expect that this tall guy could actually withstand Ogata's punch.
The tall man took several steps back, retched a few times, then stabilized his body, gritted his teeth, and said loudly:
"Sokabulie! (Lucian: bad guy)"
Ogata finally heard a sentence of Lucia language that he could understand.
The tall man cursed and rushed towards Ogata again.
Although this tall man's courage and strength are commendable, his efforts are of no use in the face of the absolute difference in strength.
If one punch doesn’t work, then punch again.
Ogata took the lead and delivered another powerful punch to the tall man's chest.
This time, the tall man couldn't hold on any longer and fell down heavily.