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

Now the two sides can be considered "equally matched".

The seemingly sturdy metal table once again faced a severe test.

The muscular men passing by in the audience were trembling physically and mentally, and were on the verge of collapse. It was obvious that they could not withstand the top-level "muscle pressure" collision between these two men!

"What a terrible 'meat pressure'!"

"This is the first time I've seen someone with 'muscle strength' comparable to that of the street hero coach!"

"Hey! Can you guys stop using some weird terms all of a sudden? What about 'meat pressure' and 'muscle strength'? This isn't a boys' comic about passionate battles!"

Ignoring the complaints from the side, Linga stared at the clasped hands of both parties.

Trembling.

shake.

shock.

These are all signs of a stalemate.

However, no matter how it trembles, shakes, or vibrates, the error in moving back and forth does not exceed two centimeters!

The frequency was so high that at first glance it looked like the air around the backs of their hands was shaking.

It's too anxious.

The audience who originally wanted to cheer tightly shut their mouths, for fear of disturbing the two people's concentration and adding an unnecessary shadow to this dazzling duel.

creak.

The metal handle finally twisted.

The two men simply let go and held onto the edge of the table, but as a result, the edge was also bent by their arms, and their five fingers sank deeply into it, creating an armrest in the car that could be grasped!

But at this moment, Jie Xiongmingzao completely let go of his left hand.

Under the astonished gaze of Khanod and a crowd of people, he simply posed with his right arm extending his biceps, which is the classic pose in the public's impression of bending the upper arm to show off the biceps. It was even once considered the most representative movement language of strength and strong muscles!

Even laymen sometimes cannot help but make this move, which is very similar to that of the famous "Thinker", without any relevant knowledge.

This is the answer that instinct gives to the question of strength and beauty!

“Naruzou…!”

Sweat broke out on Khanod's forehead.

This movement requires squeezing the upper arm muscles, thereby highlighting the latitude of the upper arm muscle groups. If Jie Xiongming wants to meet this requirement, he must pull his arms back.

At the same time, Khanod's hand was also pulled over!

"See, Sir, I have not given up what you taught me, and I have even taken it to a new level."

Jie Xiongming's eyes conveyed this message.

The forearm is pulled back bit by bit in a slow and unwavering manner.

"amazing."

A relieved smile appeared on Khanod's lips.

At the same time, his wrist was completely knocked down.

The first thing I felt was not the cold, hard table, but the feedback from my knuckles... a firm, strong heartbeat, and hot, hard skin.

Jie Xiongmingzao almost forcibly pulled the teacher's hand back and placed it on his heart - using the most popular move in bodybuilding, he proved his efforts over the years to his teacher whom he had not seen for a long time.

"You win this time, but don't get too proud of yourself."

Khanod rubbed his wrist, his attitude still as cold as ever, but anyone could feel the astonishingly passionate emotion in him, like a furnace of energy.

"of course."

The sunny smile returned to Jie Xiongmingzao's face.

He raised his hands high, and the muscular men in the audience were able to vent their long-suppressed excitement and cheer loudly.

Suddenly.

A chill came over me.

The cheers stopped abruptly.

Everyone seemed to remember something and turned their heads to look in fear.

as predicted.

Linga's familiar figure was walking towards the stage.

Ignoring all the gazes, Linga suddenly reached out and patted Khanod on the back as he passed by him. He said without turning his head, as if knocking on the door and saying hello: "Thank you for training such a good opponent for me. I am willing to admit that you are the best 'chef' in the world."

Khanod paused, said nothing and walked away.

Linga also walked onto the stage with an unconcealable smile.

"I'll give you enough time to rest, drink water, go to the bathroom, and finish everything you want to do before coming back to me."

"Mr. Linga...you are so considerate."

Jie Xiongming thanked him.

"You really need to wait a moment."

For no other reason than to replace a new metal table.

While putting his elbow on it, Jie Xiongming was still sighing: "Next time we hold a similar event, I must suggest that the headquarters use more solid materials to make the table, otherwise it will easily affect the performance of the players."

"If Sir hadn't come in such a hurry and wasn't in such a mediocre condition, it wouldn't have been so easy to beat him."

"It's a pity that he is a complete layman."

In Linga's opinion, Khanod's physical ability is outstanding. He is a rare "special case" that can make him cheer up and face his existence.

It’s a pity that the unreasonably strong sense of oppression only comes from vitality.

——Rather than combat effectiveness.

Of course it's pure.

The purity is so high that it is hard to find fault with it.

But it is an undeniable fact that he is not good at fighting.

This alone was enough to make Linga give up the idea of ​​fighting him, just like a fighter would not have nothing better to do than to cause trouble for a bodybuilder.

Although he has very good physical fitness and can lift heavy objects easily, the value of these favorable factors will be greatly reduced if he is not good at fighting.

If you insist on fighting him, you will only be greatly disappointed because he fails to show the fighting power he "should" have.

"No way. The purpose of our exercise is not to commit violence... Of course, I'm not saying there's anything wrong with this, but just exercising is enough to make us feel satisfied."

Jie Xiongmingzao spoke too quickly and was worried that it might cause misunderstanding, so he quickly explained.

Linga looked at him deeply and chose the same posture as him and Khanod - kneeling on his knees with his shield raised and his arms resting on the metal platform.

Layman?

Maybe.

But, they are fundamentally different.

Although Jie Xiongmingzao was a disciple trained by Khanod, the two cannot be lumped together.

Who is better at fighting: a bodybuilder, a fighter or a martial artist?

This question is so low-level that it's not even worth discussing.

The point is not 'fair or not' at all.

But if you ask, who is better at fighting, a fighter, a martial artist or a strong person who has mastered the essence of the human body... I'm afraid no one knows.

Because you have to fight to know.

This also means that both parties are equal.

fighting--

It is allowed, it is meaningful, it is valuable, and it is... necessary to carry it out to the end!

"Jiexiong, you may not realize it, or you may have realized it."

"Your existence is too huge. Just like me, it is huge enough to cover multiple fields and still be a giant in that field. So there is no need for me to drag you into the world of struggle."

"All it takes is a reason. You will naturally lower your head and focus your gaze on a certain field. Then your gaze will meet that of someone in that field who aspires to be powerful and looks up to the sky."

"The moment your eyes meet, the other person will regard you as a mountain that they are trying to climb. If you don't want to be stepped on, you have no choice but to fight back."

"Struggles often come so suddenly, so unreasonably, and so... exciting that people never get bored."

Linga thought to himself as he looked at the other person's pure eyes.

Suddenly, he asked a question out of the blue.

"Street hero."

"what?"

“Do you remember how much protein powder you took?”

"..."

Jie Xiongming was stunned.

Linga's mouth widened into a grin.

"I can clearly remember how many dinosaurs I have defeated and how many creatures I have killed. Every time I defeated an enemy and ate their flesh and blood, it was like replenishing protein after exercise."

"Even though you don't remember it, we are on the same path."

"You don't develop every muscle in your body just to look good, and you don't exercise just to be healthy."

"You are fighting against invisible enemies such as disease, injury, and physiological limits in order to become stronger and survive better. Your opponents are much stronger than dinosaurs, so you can't remember how much protein powder you have eaten."

"Because no matter how much you eat, it's not enough. There's no limit to your opponents, and there's no limit to what you can eat. This symbol can't be measured with numbers."

"Only a monster with an unlimited appetite can be called the 'strongest'."

"Someone once told me that there is a 'God' in this world who is superior to me. I don't agree with this. After all, even if it is a 'God', it is impossible for him to beat me twice."

"But after meeting you, I let go of my arrogance."

"Is there still a chance of someone beating me twice?"

Linga's sudden frankness made many people in the audience tense up, not to mention Jie Xiongmingzao.

Because in their eyes, Linga is like a monster that is awakened by delicious food, opens its eyes, and looks around with saliva. If there is any emotion more terrifying than murderous intent and malice, it is only appetite!

"Yeah, I didn't expect to be given such great expectations."

Jie Xiongmingzao felt a little embarrassed, and immediately restrained his unnecessary expression.

"But I will do my best. This is my duty as a coach. After all, it was me who proposed the confrontation training. If it can help you with your training, that would be great."

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The receptionist at the side came up with tears in her eyes.

This time she was mentally prepared, and having learned her lesson, she stepped back when the "ready" command was given, and waited until the "go" command was given at the same time as she jumped off the ring. She actually looked somewhat cute, like a panicked little rabbit.

However, the rabbit's voice will not shake the whole hall!

Even if... it wasn't caused by sound waves.

But it also had the effect of igniting a fire.

Linga and Jie Xiongmingzou burst out with extremely powerful strength at the same time!

It was like a thunderbolt appearing out of nowhere and cannons being set up and fired.

Everyone heard a similar roar.

A violent air current swept over, blowing the audience members below the stage so hard that they could not stand steadily and fell down in groups like wheat being cut.

This was all because Linga's clothes exploded, and Jie Xiongming's muscles contracted and expanded, causing a vibration effect on the air in a short moment.

In addition, the two of them clenched their fists and squeezed the air, causing a "sonic boom" phenomenon similar to a sonic boom, which made the people around them unable to move as if they were struck by lightning. They fell stiffly when the air wave blew, and only recovered from the influence of the "sonic boom" after falling down due to the pain.

"Wow! What the hell is going on here!"