Hvisland: A VR Colony Sim Game

"Five! Six! Seven! Eight!"

Naomi staggered as she tried to get up while Leva just leaned back casually in the arena corner.

"Naomi! Naomi! Naomi!" The audience from the Acornhull tribe continued to cheer on their fighter.

"Nine!"

Just as the referee was about to raise his finger for the tenth, Naomi finally stood on both feet. The referee went straight to the woman and asked, "Are you still able to fight?"

Naomi nodded and used her stance again.

"Fights!"

Leva ran fast, jumped, and hit her opponent's chest with her knee. Naomi was pushed back until her back touched the ropes, then Leva kicked her leg so hard that the curly-haired woman fell a second time.

My female colonist made a gesture like she was about to punch her lying opponent, but she stopped midway, then backed away and leaned against the corner of the arena.

The referee starts counting. This time Naomi was able to get up on the count of six. Maybe she could get up that fast because the initial effect of Leva's boobplex had worn off. Still, she stood with a stagger.

So, Leva can tackle that woman easily. Then, as before, my colonist retreated to the corner of the arena and waited while the referee started counting.

And Leva didn't stop there. She continued to bring down Naomi in various ways but never gave the ultimate move to her opponent. I have no intention of intervening at all. Maybe this is one of her ways to take revenge. The important thing is that she doesn't break the rules and doesn't harass Naomi.

The audience from Acornhull kept on booing Leva every time my colonist brought down her opponent. However, Leva didn't seem to care at all and continued to do so.

They were happy yesterday that Leva was humiliated like that, but they're booing this colonist of mine this time? Don't they have shame?

However, over time, the audience's voice diminished as Leva continued to make Naomi fall. Some of the people looked frustrated. Maybe they couldn't stand the sad sight that befell their fighter.

Meanwhile, on Redtooth's side, the audience was starting to watch the match with enthusiasm. Even some who had already left chose to return. Perhaps because of Red's orders or being called back by friends.

The match had been going on long enough. Leva pushed Naomi with ease, making her opponent fall into a sitting position.

"Give up." Leva didn't look at Naomi, who started to shed tears. "Before I embarrass you even more."

The referee started counting. He even grimaced at Naomi's condition, even though that woman was not battered at all.

And despite all that, Naomi's two companions outside the ring showed no sign of throwing in the towel in surrender. They even continue to encourage the fighter. "Stand up, Naomi! She underestimated you! You will find an opening to defeat her!"

Stupid.

Naomi started to get up again. It seems Leva's attacks have had such an impact on her body. She was shaking and was also having difficulty breathing. Meanwhile, Leva still looks fit, as if not doing any physical activity at all.

And as always, Leva retreated to the corner of the arena.

"You want to say something, Eric?" Leva asked.

Eric, who was near the red-haired woman, shook his head. "No."

Naomi managed to stand up, albeit clutching her knees. This time Leva did not approach the woman and just stayed where she was.

"Come on, Naomi." Leva sighed. "You can't beat me."

"Arrrgggghhh!!!" Naomi screamed with all her might, then ran over to Leva.

Even the woman's way of running was unstable.

Naomi punched Leva, but my colonist caught her opponent's hand with ease.

The red-haired woman brought her mouth to Naomi's ear. "I remembered our fight years ago. At that time, I won by a landslide. And actually, I didn't use my full strength. I felt that it was unnecessary. It is the same now. Even your stance is still as weak as what I saw last time. "

I saw a brown figure from the Acornhull tribe coming towards me. "Ah, it's all my fault. She is the daughter of the top brass of my tribe. I've always spoiled her because her father is an honorable person and has the potential to cause a ruckus. I made all of her sparring opponents deliberately lose. Naomi's father gets excited and thinks his daughter is the strongest."

"Another twisted idea." I shook my head.

That means Leva was pretending to be equal with Naomi at the beginning of the match. Maybe this is to bring down Naomi's mentality. After feeling that her fighting ability is on par with Leva's, Naomi is shocked when she finds out it was a lie.

Naomi's abilities were nothing compared to Leva's.

"Even at the start of the tournament, I requested that the chosen fighter is the weakest one from Redtooth's side to fight Naomi. Then, if Naomi meets Dex, I will also ask Dex to lose deliberately."

"Then, what if she meets Ivan?" I asked in a lazy tone. "Are you also going to ask Ivan to lose?"

The figure shook his head. "No. Ivan and his family are the only ones who's never sparred with her. I can never control that brutal man when he's fighting."

"Oh? You want Naomi to realize that she's not that great?" I'm laughing. "Well, sorry that my people taught her that valuable lesson before the final."

The figure was silent for a moment. "Not really. I just can't let my strongest man not enter this tournament. Ivan is a hero, and his fight will be a display for the people of Redtooth. However, at the same time, I can't stop Naomi, who is so eager to join this tournament."

"Boy, you must be proud of Ivan," I answered in a tone full of sarcasm.

"The plan is, I'd ask Ivan to hold back if he met Naomi in the final. Or at least he shouldn't embarrass Naomi. The two of them will look evenly matched, and the final battle will be fascinating." The brown figure took a deep breath. "However, all those plans fell apart. Well, maybe I deserve this after getting your woman badly humiliated yesterday."

"Then don't you feel sorry for that fighter of yours?" I pointed at Naomi, who was standing still. "Why don't you ask her companion to give a surrender signal to the referee?"

Brown laughed bitterly. "Naomi's parents will be angry with the companions, and that will give me a headache."

And the figure just disappeared, a sign that the psychic power of Sena or someone from Acornhull had been deactivated.

Brown's words made me dissatisfied. I want him to feel the rage like I felt yesterday. However, he didn't even show any signs of irritation at all.

Naomi was still frozen with tears, and Leva showed no sign of attacking her. The red-haired woman was still leaning casually in the corner of the arena.

"I give up." Finally, the words left Naomi's mouth.

The referee gives a signal to the official. The sound of the gong echoed.

"And the winner is Leva from the nameless tribe of the West!" Even though she was still shouting, the match announcer looked disappointed.

Leva exited the arena while Naomi came to her companions with her head down.

I'm sorry, Naomi. Maybe your pride as a fighter has been shattered.. However, all of this was caused by your tribe messing with my people first.