The Song Dynasty on the Sand Table

Chapter 407 Descend
Peng Qi was reluctant to agree to this lunatic's suggestion, because even if his strongman could defeat Yue Wenxuan, he would definitely fail in the next battle against Niu Gao because he would be exhausted.

However, he thought again: if everyone fails, then we can find another way to compete. If we don't compete in arm wrestling, the chances of winning against Niu Gao will increase.

Thinking about it this way, this plan is actually not bad.

“Alright, let’s do it this way.” Peng Qi turned to the three strongmen behind him and asked, “Which of you three is the strongest?”

The three strongmen simultaneously raised their hands: "Me!"

Then, at the same time, he cast a dissatisfied glance at the person next to him: "Don't argue with me."

Peng Qi was now in a bind. "Damn it, I brought three people with me, and I didn't expect these three to want to compete. If you three decide who wins first before competing with your opponents, won't that just waste your energy?"

While he was still bewildered, Yue Wenxuan said, "You three, stop arguing and take turns! I'll knock all three of you down so you won't be dissatisfied."

Peng Qi: "!!!"

Niu Gao: "!!!"

He's gone mad, this person must be insane.

Niu Gao, who was sitting at the table, slammed his hands on the table and stood up abruptly: "Does Your Excellency mean that you will fight three people first and then fight me? Very well! This is the first time I, Niu Gao, have been so looked down upon."

Yue Wenxuan: "I'm not targeting anyone! What I'm trying to say is that everyone here is a pushover!"

Everyone: "..."

"Peng Qi! Compete! Quickly compete with him!" Niu Gao roared, "I want to see if he has the ability to match that mouth of his."

Peng Qi was also furious and said to the three strongmen behind him, "Go! Take turns, damn it!"

A strongman leaped onto the table, sat down, rested his elbows on the table, and propped up his forearms: "Come on!"

Yue Wenxuan smiled and sat down opposite him, also propping up his arms.

The two hands clasped together with a dull thud.

The moment the handshake was made, the strongman's expression became unnatural. An expert can tell a lot just by looking at a hand; the mere act of shaking hands already made the strongman feel the pressure.

Niu Gao counted from the side: "I'll count to three, and then you all exert your strength together."

Yue Wenxuan: "No need to count. The opponent can unleash their power at any time, even a sneak attack."

Everyone: "..."

The strongman, unable to contain his anger, roared and began to exert force, forcefully twisting the arm to the left...

However, he found himself seemingly trying to break an iron pillar that was stuck in the ground; Yue Wenxuan's arm remained completely still, not even a fraction of an inch.

"Awooo!" the strongman roared, using all his strength to pry it apart with all his might.

But then Yue Wenxuan's right hand remained motionless on the table, while his left hand reached into his pocket, pulled out a small gourd, and gulped down a mouthful: "Come on, use your strength! Just a little more force and you'll win."

Everyone: "Holy shit!"

This is unbelievable! It's the first time I've ever seen someone do something else with their left hand while arm wrestling.

The strongman was sweating profusely.

Yue Wenxuan: "Aren't you going to use your strength? Then I'm going to use it."

After saying that, he gently tilted his right hand to the left, and with a "bang," the strongman's hand was pressed onto the table.

Everyone: "..." Yue Wenxuan: "Let's change to the second one."

Everyone was shocked, and the remaining two strongmen looked a little flustered. Niu Gao also suppressed the anger that had just been aroused, thinking to himself: This man has great wrist strength. Although he was arrogant just now, it was not blind arrogance, but rather the arrogance of someone who was confident and prepared.

The second strongman sat down and shook hands with Yue Wenxuan...

This time, Yue Wenxuan didn't show off his skills or take out the gourd to drink. He only let the strongman try to break it for three seconds, so that he would realize that his strength was no match for his hand. Then, with a light twist, he slammed the strongman's hand back onto the table with a bang.

The third strongman was prepared in the same way.

In the blink of an eye, Peng Qi's three men were wiped out. Not only did they not win, but they couldn't even scratch Yue Wenxuan's head.

Yue Wenxuan turned to look at Niu Gao.

Niu Gao had completely suppressed his anger and was now completely calm. He first stretched his limbs to make sure he was in the best possible condition before sitting down at the table opposite Yue Wenxuan, rolling up his sleeves, and carefully raising his arms.

Their right hands clasped together...

At the same time, exert a slight force!

Immediately, Niu Gao felt an immense force surging from the opponent's palm, a force that was truly overwhelming.

Niu Gao was secretly alarmed: How terrifying, what a terrifying fellow.

Yue Wenxuan: "I will show the general sufficient respect, so I will go all out and not hold back like I did with those three strongmen just now."

Niu Gao: "That's excellent!"

As he spoke, the veins on Niu Gao's arm bulged, and he put all his strength into that arm and snapped it open.

In his youth, he could carry a load of firewood weighing a thousand catties. Now in his forties, his strength is not what it used to be, but he can still carry a load of eight or nine hundred catties without any problem. Once he exerts his full strength, the power generated in his arms is inexhaustible.

However, his opponent was Xiang Yu!
At the same time, a tremendous force came from Yue Wenxuan's arm. The best way to respect your opponent is to use all your strength. This time, Yue Wenxuan did not grin and joke, nor did he move his left hand around to humiliate the other person. Instead, he put all his strength into his right hand and twisted it sharply.

"boom!"

Niu Gao's hand was pressed onto the table, and immense force was transmitted through his hand to the table.

The wooden table could not withstand Xiang Yu's strength. The tabletop broke in the middle, caved inward, and then fell apart, turning into a pile of rotten planks that collapsed and cracked in the middle.

Amidst the flying splinters, Yue Wenxuan stood up and reached out to lift Niu Gao's arm to prevent him from falling to the ground in a sorry state due to loss of support at the elbow, thus losing face in front of his subordinates.

Niu Gao reacted quickly; with a pull from Yue Wenxuan, he immediately stood up, thus regaining his balance.

The two stood up as if holding hands...

This time, Niu Gao didn't hesitate any longer and said, "I surrender! I will follow the Northern Song to fight the Jin army."

Peng Qi: "Huh? Huh? Huh?"

With things having come to this point, Peng Qi had nothing more to say. He cupped his hands in greeting, turned around, and left.

Yue Wenxuan replied politely, "With your assistance, the Northern Song Dynasty is like a tiger with wings."

Niu Gao: "I, Niu, am willing to be the vanguard to help the Northern Song Dynasty recapture Kaifeng and restore the prestige of the Song Dynasty."

Yue Wenxuan: "General, please don't rush. After our main force arrives, you need to familiarize yourself with our firearms units and get them integrated before we can launch an attack."

Niu Gao: "I've long heard that the Northern Song army's firearms are formidable; this time I'll have to see them for myself."

(End of this chapter)