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

At this moment, Julius felt an indescribable surge of power.

In the face of this force, he was like a pair of boxing gloves or brass knuckles worn by his opponent. Linga held his hands tightly and swung his fists fiercely.

The target is the table!

boom!

The metal table that was firmly fixed on the stage instantly broke into pieces, and a strong airflow burst out like an explosion, carrying the fragments in all directions.

Logically speaking, it would hurt a lot of people.

But these fragments were blocked by Julius again.

The body weighing more than 200 kilograms turned violently on the spot like a windmill, sweeping up all the flying debris.

This was all because Linga's explosive power was too terrifying. Julius was still in a tense state, so he was like an iron gear. He pushed hard on the edge, and the upright gear began to spin in the air.

Even though the reason was extremely simple and clear, the audience was still shocked. No one had ever been able to smash the table with just one punch and send someone of Julius flying!

boom!

Julius fell to the ground.

These few circles did not make him see stars, but instead made him even angrier.

Regardless of the bleeding back of his hand, he roared and rushed towards Linga.

With a difference of seventy centimeters, the scene looked quite absurd.

Just imagine a five-year-old child, screaming and raising his fists to attack an adult.

At this time, most people would choose to hold down his head, or control his hands and feet.

Lingam is no exception.

He first caught the opponent's straight punch, and then caught another heavy punch from the back hand.

It looked as if Julius had deliberately thrust both fists into his palms.

“This seems to be beyond the scope of the game, right?”

Linga grinned.

"You are wrong. From now on, the 'competition' begins...!"

Julius refused to give in. Perhaps for him, as long as he insisted on using brute force to fight, then no matter how he defeated Linga, it would be a victory that he recognized!

“Isn’t the lesson profound enough?”

The corners of Linga's mouth widened, and his canine teeth shone with a cold light.

His arms continued to exert force, and a strange scene appeared before everyone's eyes.

Julius slowly bent his legs and knelt on the ground. Although he knew that he was being forced down, it felt as if Linga's glare had made his legs weak and he had lost his will to fight.

"See~ What you said before has been proven again."

talk?

What words?

Julius was slightly startled.

Suddenly, the brief exchange before the game came to mind.

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

Is it... this!?

For a moment, Julius felt his brain boiling.

The words that were originally used to mock others actually came true on myself.

Although the order is reversed, the irony is even stronger.

Spinning on the spot, as if slipping while walking.

Overwhelmed by the force, it was as if he were falling forward.

Looking at Julius who looked like he had suffered a severe mental shock, Linga said calmly: "To be honest, your strength is among the best among those I have met, but you are even worse than the last big guy I met. If he is taking advantage of the situation, then you are simply stupid."

"What did you say?!"

Julius looked up unwillingly and glared at Linga.

"Use hardness to overcome softness, use force to defeat cleverness, what's wrong with that?!"

"That's right, but..."

Linga nodded slightly, surprisingly agreeing with this point of view, but his eyes were full of contempt.

Not directed at Julius, but at certain groups including Julius.

"He who can't even control his own body, yet still yearns for more power and wants to conquer everything, and finally collapses before his limit while still shouting that he has tried hard enough and that the world is too cruel, is like a child who never grows up in my opinion."

"Go back and train again. This time, start by learning to control every muscle fiber. If you don't understand, don't show up in front of me. Your purity is too low!"

boom!

Linga kicked Julius in the chest as if he was kicking a football, and kicked the two-hundred-kilogram "German tank" ten meters away. It hit the wall heavily and then slid to the ground, unconscious.

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"That's really strict. If Mr. Linga were to be the coach, I'm sure he would be able to cultivate many outstanding talents."

Jie Xiongmingzao sighed at the side.

Linga glanced at him: "I thought you would stop me."

"Julius-kun is one of the ambassadors of the Silver Gym, so there must be nothing wrong with what he says!"

Jie Xiongming gave a thumbs up, full of confidence.

Linga smiled and walked off the stage with his hands in the pockets of his beach pants.

Jie Xiongmingzo looked at his back, and couldn't help but glance at Julius who was carried away by medical staff, and the smile on his face faded a lot.

"That guy is really strong. Even Coach Street Hero is so confident. You know, the opponent he challenged is the "Samurai Warriors". I was worried that a tragedy would happen. It would definitely leave a psychological trauma on me."

Xiang heard what Jie Xiongmingzao said while wearing the referee's microphone, and patted his chest with lingering fear.

At this time, Zhu Mei put away her crazy attitude towards muscles and became serious. She corrected him, "Xiang, that's not what Coach Jiexiong meant."

"what?"

Not only was there a noise, but others also looked at her in confusion.

"It is precisely because that player is very strong and has considerable value in the eyes of Lord Linga that it is less likely to cause any trouble."

If it were a little weaker, maybe... a tragedy would really happen.

Zhu Mei thought to herself.

As expected, Linga, who returned to the audience, received several congratulations. He just nodded casually in response, focusing more on the stage.

Yang Nai saw through his thoughts and asked with a smile: "Are you concerned about that American superstar?"

"American superstar?"

"Yeah~ I heard that he is a superstar who shoots action movies. His name is 'Khanod Governor Singh'. It seems that he is also the mentor who led Coach Jie Xiong to the path of fitness when he was studying in the United States."

"No wonder."

"Hmm? No wonder what?"

…No wonder another out-and-out monster popped up.

The corners of Linga's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes flickered with joy of seeing prey.

Some animals have special eye structures that allow them to see many things that humans cannot see. This is not referring to supernatural phenomena such as ghosts, but the gap in observation ability.

Warriors who feed on struggle and survive on struggle are another kind of creature that stands out from humans. With extremely sharp eyesight and the ability to perceive crisis, the world in their eyes is destined to be full of strangeness.

To ordinary people, the Jie Xiongming Zao and Han Nord who were confronting each other on the stage at this time were just like this.

But in Linga's eyes, brain and heart, it constitutes a complete three-dimensional world.

A dry wilderness.

Hot winds carrying gravel whistled past.

The sun was so bright that it was impossible to look up.

Different from the vast view in the sky, the endless road ahead on the ground is like a huge crack. The purpose of its existence is simply to visually reflect how majestic the rock walls on both sides are, which can be said to be towering into the clouds.

It is impossible to build such a magnificent wall with human skills alone. It is necessary to rely on nature, that is, the power of God, to indirectly promote the formation of this wonder.

Yes, this is a canyon.

This winding road ahead is a reflection of the stage.

The two rock walls are Jiexiongmingzao and Khanod.

Standing at the bottom of the canyon, one can see the rock wall, but if one goes to the upper part, one can see the endless plain. In other words, their presence has far exceeded the limit that this stage can accommodate.

A mere crack is just an opportunity for them to collide and fight.

"I didn't expect that we would have to fight right after we met again."

Jie Xiongmingzao seemed like a different person at this moment. He was far less sunny and cheerful than usual. His tone was heavy and filled with unspeakable nostalgia, as if he had an unknown old grudge with the person in front of him.

"Nothing to mind. It just gives me a chance to see how much you've grown over the past few years."

Khanod looked down at his normal-sized disciples with a meticulous expression, giving off a robotic and cold vibe no matter what he did.

"Don't make the mistake of accidentally flipping your phone over and dropping it in the water again."

Jie Xiongmingzao rolled up his sleeves, placed his right arm on the newly moved metal table, smiled slightly, and was full of fighting spirit.

Han Nord arrived in Japan yesterday and gave Jie Xiongming a shock when they met.

After all, we haven't been in touch with each other for several years.

After they met, I found out that Khanod had broken the phone that stored his contact information. It was not until a few days ago that I saw his disciple on the promotional poster of the "Arm Wrestling Competition" of the Silver Gym and rushed to Japan as soon as possible.

Participating in the competition was a perfect opportunity, as Khanod said, to see the growth of his disciples, and also to have the chance to compete with a strong enemy like Linga.

Although it is not on the beloved bodybuilding stage, it is also a rare experience.

"Are you suggesting that I go easy on you?"

Khanod knelt on one leg with his elbow on the table, like he was holding up a shield for defense. Combined with his forearms that were as thick as logs, he looked extremely stable and it was difficult to shake him at all.

It was as if the steel-cast statue was completely integrated with the stage. If one wanted to crush his arms, one would have to turn the entire stage over!

"How could that be? I know too well the reason why you train so many disciples, Sir. It is to train opponents who can fight with you... Although it is not a bodybuilding competition, I will still make your wish come true."

Jie Xiongming's attention was focused on the "Duel Peak" where the two men clenched their fists, which also attracted the attention of the audience below.

The receptionist temporarily acted as referee and shouted "Ready! Go".

As soon as she finished speaking, a gust of wind hit her and almost blew her off the stage.

Although I didn't actually fall down, I still sat on my butt and was hit hard.

When I looked up, I saw countless butterflies fluttering in the wind.

No, that's not a butterfly.

But they were pieces of clothing as small as butterflies!

"?!!"

The Yukinoshita sisters opened their eyes wide and moved in unison, a rare occurrence.

Everyone else is fine.

This was the first time they had seen Jie Xiongming's "true form".

A handsome young man with a well-proportioned body, about 1.8 meters tall, burst into action the moment the game started, his muscles swelled and burst his sportswear.

His muscles were built up like rocks, and his height was as high as Linga's.

It's like a meat mountain monster!

But when it comes to this, Khanod is not bad either.