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

So after working hard, his day successfully became 30 hours.

At this moment.

Julius was like an active volcano that had been simmering for a long time.

Under the influence of stimulants, he did not feel the slightest bit of fatigue, or even the fatigue was forcibly converted into hormones that promoted nerve activity!

Even professional athletes would only burst into tears when they see him, instead of reprimanding him for violating sports ethics, because he is the embodiment of the fighting spirit advocated by sports.

Although in people's eyes, he is more like a monster that tends to mutate later in life.

But his core essence is that of a "superman" among the vast majority of ordinary people!

Now, the "superman" who represents ordinary people will challenge the "monster" who is born with it and grows up like a real "superman".

This proves that modern talents are the strongest.

The strongest muscle power in history can only be born in a more distant and brighter future!

"Are both parties ready? Prepare--"

Jie Xiongmingzao glanced at both sides, restrained his smile, and abruptly withdrew his hand.

"--start!"

boom!

The stage is shaking?!

No, it was Julius who was shaken.

It takes 0.5 seconds for the brain to send a signal and for the body to respond.

Julius not only carefully honed his muscle building skills, but also studied relevant knowledge of modern science. Once he stepped onto the track, he became a first-class track and field athlete. He knew very well how to establish an advantage at the start.

If you exert your strength in advance and start within 0.1 seconds of the start of the race, the extra seconds can be converted into actual results.

Not only in the track and field arena, but also in other places, being one step ahead is of great value.

Such as right now.

Julius was absolutely sure that he could suppress Linga's hand in one go within 0.4 seconds.

This is not a trick.

It's just pure tactics.

Although arm wrestling also has unique movements and techniques, Julius disdains to use them. What he wants is to overwhelm everything with absolute power in a scientific way and make himself a new "law of physics"!

The crossed wrists of Linga and Julius moved so quickly that everyone's vision was blurred for a moment.

Suddenly, it stopped!

Only then did they have time to feel shocked.

"so close!"

Xiang's eyes widened, her twin ponytails stood up straight, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She had never been so nervous during previous competitions.

The others were even more nervous than her and couldn't even speak.

Staring at the hands on the table.

No wonder, the back of Linga's hand was only five centimeters away from touching the table.

From a distance, the entire arm appears almost parallel.

Exerting force in this position is no different from forcibly lifting a heavy object.

Even for a true arm wrestling master, it is basically impossible to make a comeback unless the opponent is a child.

Julius was neither a child nor a fool who would miss an opportunity.

He tensed all his muscles, and his entire body seemed to swell slightly, his latitude completely surpassing Linga's, and only by activating "Liberation" could he be comparable to it.

It's not surprising that the bulging blue veins burst at any time.

He was sweating profusely and his teeth were chattering.

The extraordinary strength that he was so proud of was fully displayed.

The fixed metal handles used to support the body and assist in exerting force were all deformed, and the entire table made a teeth-grinding sound.

The cracks under my feet are becoming more and more numerous and dense.

But in this situation, Linga's wrist did not lower its height and always remained five centimeters away from the table. This scene... made people feel very familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere, and not long ago.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes moved to the back of Linga, and they suddenly realized what was going on.

That's right.

This is it.

Air cushion!

Not only did it seem like there was an invisible seat under his butt, but it also seemed like there was something invisible under the back of Linga's hand, so no matter how hard Julius tried, it was useless.

However, everyone knows that this is unrealistic.

In fact, there is really nothing.

Air is air.

Cannot be relied upon.

So the question is, why can't we win?

Moreover, Linga looked so calm and composed.

It's just like exercising on a daily basis.

He was caught off guard and almost suffered a defeat.

See this scene.

The muscular men and the "Fitness Girls Group" once again gave me a sense of déjà vu. This time it was not that I had seen them somewhere before, but... I seemed to have experienced them myself.

"He's working out with weights."

Suddenly, a huge figure appeared behind the crowd.

Linga's "relatives and friends" subconsciously turned their heads to look, and were shocked by his majestic figure. As their eyes moved upwards, they finally saw his face clearly.

Obviously a foreigner.

Like Julius, he was only wearing briefs.

But his height is comparable to Linga, and his muscles are as good as Julius in terms of latitude and curves. If judged by bodybuilding standards, his score is even higher than Julius!

The sudden appearance of the macho man exuded a powerful aura, but it did not spread outwards. Instead, it converged, making it appear on the surface of the body like burning gas, which made people think of the O pressure in "Dead O"!

"Y-you are... the guy who plays the lead role in the Seven Commandos movie series! Khanod Governor Singh!"

"No way! Why is Governor-chan here?!"

Hibiki and Ayaka instantly recognized the person's identity.

After all, they are action movie enthusiasts.

There is no reason not to know this famous American action star.

Khanod Governor Singh.

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Like Halley's Comet, he is a symbol of American film history. The super A-level action movies shot with his sturdy body have fascinated muscle lovers all over the world.

After hearing Hibiki and Ayaka's crazy boasting, Haruno looked at her sister and Touka and asked in confusion: "Am I out of date? Why haven't I heard of this actor?"

"Don't mention you. I haven't heard of him either. It stands to reason that such a distinctive name, after studying abroad, I can't be unaware of it. I mean, if he is really famous..."

Yukino lowered her voice, and it was not hard to hear the confusion in her words.

"Let's not talk about this. I can probably guess why the other party is here."

Jukka stared at the stage.

Everyone on Xiang's side reacted quickly, and after asking, they got Khanod's acknowledgement.

"Yes, I am here to compete. Although I am not here for him, I am shocked by his muscular strength. He actually treats the opponent's strength as weight. Is he warming up for the next game? In any case, this behavior is really unspeakable."

Khanod's words shocked Xiang and the others.

I never thought that this was a possibility.

"Governor-chan, are you saying that Linga did this on purpose?"

"It depends on how you understand it. Allow everything to happen, go with the flow, do what you want, enjoy the process, and ultimately lead to a result that is beneficial to yourself - this is the impression that man gave me."

Everyone subconsciously turned their attention to the stage.

Outsiders can see more clearly, but insiders feel it more deeply.

Julius already felt the insurmountable gap.

The last five centimeters seem to be the limit of human beings.

No matter how hard you try, you can't break it.

but--

"Do you think I put in so much effort just to accept my so-called limit?!"

Julius roared in his heart and roared with anger from his mouth.

The violently trembling body indicates that more power will be squeezed out.

This is the most primitive form of wrestling.

This is also the time when, as a man, you cannot admit defeat.

Once you give up the fighting spirit at this time, every time you look in the mirror in the future you will see the face of your enemy, which is definitely not a pleasant experience.

"B-bleeding!"

Someone suddenly exclaimed.

Julius's eyes were bloodshot, but the capillaries in his nasal cavity ruptured first, and blood flowed out of his nostrils, staining his teeth and lips red.

At this point, it is no longer understandable why so much energy should be put into a mere arm wrestling competition. It can be called ridiculous or even stupid.

It is impossible for a monster that uses shoulder throws on forty-ton tanks to defeat them by brute force.

This view has long been accepted by the vast majority of people.

The rest of the people also had the lucky mentality that if brute force didn't work, force of arms might work.

But Julius was neither in the majority nor in the minority, and he did not agree with this view from the beginning!

"Ok?"

Although Linga was calm, his muscles were not as relaxed as he appeared to be. After all, if he was really relaxed, then this weight-bearing warm-up would have lost its meaning.

He was now squatting on the ground, holding a heavy object with one hand.

As Julius further burst out his power, the back of Linga’s hand, which seemed to be fixed in mid-air, swayed slightly and lowered by one centimeter.

The "limit" Linga set for Julius was exceeded.

Linga, who should have been surprised, sighed at this moment, as if Julius had made some low-level mistake and he couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

"breathe".

A simple deep breath.

Anyone can do it easily.

But there is no one in the world who has such terrifying lung capacity as Linga.

If you give him a cigarette, it will burn out in just one second.

There seemed to be a storm brewing in the swollen chest, and the heartbeat became much louder, ringing like a drum in everyone's ears.

Julius opened his eyes wide, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

But before he could gather up his strength for another burst, Linga suddenly raised his neck, and his eyes seemed to shine like flashlights.

The ferocious face speaks of primitive wildness, and the stretched body is full of extreme tension. It feels as if an amateur takes a big step, swings his arms vigorously, and is about to deliver the most powerful punch!