Can you block this punch that took billions of years of effort?

Yukino smiled.

But the smile disappeared when Yang Nai hugged him and kissed him fiercely.

"Okay! It's my turn next!"

Xiang took a deep breath and went into battle with the spirit of being ready to die.

"It seems that Hibiki's opponent is very powerful."

Yang No looked at the cold girl with short white hair, fair skin and beautiful face who came on stage from the other side of the stage. She, who always had a sharp eye, could sense an aura that was different from that of ordinary people.

"I heard from Coach Jiexiong that he is a master from the Russian branch. He has won places in arm wrestling competitions and even has experience fighting against men's teams and opponents of higher weight classes. Is Sakura-san really okay?"

Tachibana Satomi stroked her face, expressing her concern.

"It's okay! The results of her hard work these days are no joke. And once she gets the seven-figure bonus, she can buy whatever she wants. This alone is enough for her to overcome everything!"

Cai Yexiang is like an ancient military strategist, commanding and inspiring people.

Gudong.

Tachibana Satomi swallowed subconsciously, and after she came to her senses, she quickly wiped her saliva, trying her best to maintain the image of a teacher, but her eager eyes still revealed her inner desire.

After all, in addition to being a teacher, she is also a well-known COS in private. If she had this money, she could buy a lot of COS costumes and spend all of her money at once!

"Hey, Linga, who do you think is stronger, Xiang or that Gina contestant?"

Yang Nai poked Linga's arm and asked curiously.

"Why don't you ask me who's stronger between me and Jie Xiong? That way there will be some suspense."

"what?"

Linga's answer made Yang Nai stunned.

Yukino also glanced sideways.

But soon, they understood everything.

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The moment Jie Xiongmingzou made all the arrangements and gave the order to start, Gina Porter from the Russian branch smiled confidently and exerted force suddenly.

There was no movement for the next second, and her smile froze.

The third second was accompanied by the sound of clothes bursting.

Xiang grabbed her wrist.

No sluggishness at all!

No obstacles!

It was as if there was nothing in front of me.

Simply tap the surface of the competition table with your palms.

The noise made the muscular men who were nearby in the audience look horrified.

Some people even fell to the ground, perhaps because they were frightened or knocked over by the air current.

"how?"

Looking at the girl on the stage with the upper half of her coat missing, her right hand raised and a silly smile on her face, Lingjia Chongyangnai raised an eyebrow and asked.

"?!!"

Yang No's expression is extremely wonderful.

Yukino also rubbed her eyes. She suspected that she had seen it wrong. How could arm wrestling create air waves?

"Okay... I give up."

Yang Nai sighed. Anyway, he was just here to join in the fun. It didn't matter whether he won the championship or not. It seemed that losing a game would not be a big deal.

But for the sake of your delicate arms, it is best not to make such a dangerous attempt.

Hearing this, Linga grinned and walked straight to the ring.

Because after the women's group is over, it will be the men's group.

The same goes for the sparsely populated women's group.

Naturally, the "super heavyweight" groups with fewer contestants will compete first, and the groups with more contestants will be ranked later.

There are only four super heavyweights.

It was his turn in the first game, and Linga was not surprised at all. He was even a little impatient.

"...Could this guy be trying to persuade me to give up because he's anxious to play?"

Haruno turned to look at Yukino and Juuka.

The latter two said nothing, but their expressions of expected surprise said it all.

The primitive man joins the game: 32. Go back and train again (two in one)

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When did the desire for "muscles" begin?

When watching a monster movie?

When watching superhero cartoons?

When you are being bullied?

Is it time to focus on health?

Perhaps it was the effect of the drugs that blurred Julius Reinhardt's memory, or perhaps there was no reason at all, and he began to exercise unconsciously.

As his exercise volume continued to increase, his heart was filled with a sense of achievement, but when he realized that humans have their limits and that he is not a "born superman", he became angry.

Julius silently made a vow in his heart to "surpass everything", gave up everything, ignored the risks, and took a large amount of drugs to promote physical growth and strengthen muscles and bones.

The dosage has already far exceeded the lethal dose level, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it can bury an adult alive.

This crazy obsession even broke through the bottom line of death.

Julius survived.

Not only did he survive, he also became a monster as he wished.

Two meters tall and two hundred kilograms.

The wide and upright frame creates a thick base like a chariot.

The muscles that made people suspect they had swelled into tumors due to taking drugs were surprisingly well-proportioned, like a heavy armor tailor-made for brutal and bloody sieges.

He was wearing only bodybuilder's shorts, with no extra hair, and his Caucasian skin made the veins on his body twisted like earthworms particularly eye-catching.

The huge fist was clenched like a heavy hammer. In comparison, the stage made of composite materials under his feet seemed so fragile that it seemed like it would shatter into pieces if he hit it.

When he appeared like this, he brought great visual impact to the muscular men and girls passing by the stage.

Hibiki: "So strong! I don't really understand, but I still feel so strong!"

Ayaka: "The shape of that muscle... it's not just that of a bodybuilder."

Zhu Mei: "It feels weird, but this muscle strength is really terrifying. Apart from Linga-sama and Jiexiong-san, I have never seen such... rather than beautiful, it's more about strong muscles!"

Tachibana Satomi: "...Am I too fanciful to seek a wonderful encounter in the gym?"

Rikka: "An enemy worthy of defeat has appeared. The legend of the bravery of the 'Dark Magician' will open a new page. It seems that the 'Evil King's True Eyes' will be able to witness history again."

On the other side.

"Oh my~ This opponent doesn't look weak, Linga won't lose~"

"Sister, please stop telling jokes. There is a height difference of 70 centimeters between the two of us. Although my muscles are not as wide as the other's, their quality is better. Even if it is just a competition of arm strength instead of a boxing match, there is no possibility of losing."

"Xue No is very confident about her 'brother-in-law'. I was worried that you two wouldn't get along well."

"…It has nothing to do with this. I am just expressing my views from an objective perspective. Please do not deliberately distort other people's intentions."

"Yes~Yes, but then again, with an opponent of this level as an appetizer, I don't think Linga has anything to complain about."

Hearing this, Yukino couldn't help but glance at her sister.

This seemingly ordinary sentence has already gone beyond the scope of "having confidence in Linga" and has risen to the level of "winning is a matter of course".

It might seem a bit exaggerated to someone who doesn't know the truth, but she knows that Yang No is probably the person who knows Linga best in the world.

In other words... this might be exactly what the man was thinking.

Yukino's judgment was correct.

Linga was indeed just as Yang Nai said, looking at the "big meat" before the final battle with a very satisfied look. For him, the best way to replenish nutrition, besides eating, drinking, defecating, urinating and sleeping, was to fight and reproduce.

Every action improves the quality of life.

The improvement in the quality of life means that this way of survival is correct. If this is the case, how can living things themselves be weak?

Linga and Julius stood on both sides of the table as if facing each other, and stretched out their right hands at the same time.

Although the table was raised in height, it was still a bit too low for Linga, and he had to bend over to support his elbows on the table.

Jie Xiongmingzao, who was serving as the referee, also noticed this problem and was about to come up with a solution, but he saw Linga sitting back with his big horse and golden knife, and for a moment he was at the same height as Julius.

"It feels much more comfortable now."

Linga laughed happily, but no one else laughed except him. The audience was dumbfounded, and Julius' forehead was full of veins and he was burning with anger.

Because there is nothing behind the linga.

It's just using air as a cushion.

Support your entire body weight solely by horse stance-like movements.

Although he was extremely stable and did not move at all, which made people wonder if there was really an invisible chair under his butt, this behavior was tantamount to a provocation in the eyes of his opponents.

Just sitting down is already too much, let alone an air cushion.

"Is this the excuse you prepared for your failure in advance?"

Julius’ voice was deep, and combined with his physique, it was easy to associate it with the roar of a tank engine.

"Don't forget, you are the challenger. If you want me to step down from the throne, then use your strength to speak."

Linga swung his arms on the table, his smile full of teasing.

"Then you have to be careful not to fall, the stairs are very slippery."

Julius's face was as gloomy as water. The bald head under the spotlight did not reflect any light. It was as rough and hard as a white rock, which also made his face covered with a layer of haze. The moment he put his elbow forward, a powerful aura burst out from his whole body.

There was only one thought left in the minds of all those swept by this aura, and that was - it's too hard!

Linga held his hand, feeling the slight trembling beneath the rough skin, like the surging power of a long-accumulated volcano, and he understood a lot at once.

"It seems that you didn't come here to challenge me on a whim."

Julius said nothing, but his extreme concentration spoke volumes.

of course.

After seeing that brave and fearless figure, which man could not be moved?

Jie Xiongmingzao who was standing by also placed his hands on the fists of the two men and sighed in his heart.

In fact, during this period, the number of people exercising around the world has increased dramatically, as if people suddenly realized the importance of the body.

But the truth is clear enough without further elaboration.

In this world, the only thing that can overcome the temptation of money is - strong vitality!

Julius prepared for today's duel.

Exercise thirty hours a day and take twice as much drugs as usual.

The reason is simple.

There is too little time.

There were only a few days from receiving the news to the start of the competition.

This is the most difficult period for professional athletes and fighters, and Julius's approach is even more extreme. Not only does he adjust his condition, but he also uses one day as "one day +".