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

Even in the tense moment of deciding the winner, what Jie Xiongming was thinking in his heart was still... "It's great to be able to compete with such muscles."

The chief referee holds the list and reads out the contestant numbers and names from the right back to the front.

The other four contestants who made it to the finals felt satisfied just standing next to these two people.

There was not even time to pose.

Then he knelt down in the light of hope.

Then he wept bitterly towards the light of power.

Honestly speaking, it was more difficult for the judges to distinguish the ranking between Linga and Jie Xiongming than to decide the winner between them.

After reading out the rankings of the four contestants.

Everyone's heart suddenly rose to their throat.

The final should be a victory between two people.

The competition between them may have gone beyond the scope of bodybuilding competition and entered a broader battlefield that is more intolerant of impurities.

There, only intensity, purity, and essence can be compared.

Do these judges...really realize this?

Do they really have the ability to tell who is stronger?

You can feel countless questioning gazes without looking back.

The judges looked heavy-hearted, but generally calm.

Maybe that's true.

They do not have the ability and qualifications to evaluate things beyond the scope of their cognition, but they can still determine the winner.

because……

"Second place."

The chief referee took a deep breath and called out the name in a slightly trembling voice.

"Contestant number 13...Jiyou Mingzou."

"?!!"

"Well!"

"This……"

"Shut up!"

Audience reactions were mixed.

Some even flew into a rage and stood up and yelled at the judges.

The reason is very simple. If we do not accept that such great things must be ranked in order of superiority or inferiority, it is simply an insult to another thing and a stain on beauty.

It was like being forced to choose between the heart and the brain and having to give up one of them. The pain was tantamount to murder and made him extremely angry!

"You are the ones who should shut up!"

The oldest judge stood up, veins bulging and he stiffened his neck as he shouted angrily.

"This is a bodybuilding competition! As judges, we have no right to judge anything outside of the competition. Our professional knowledge tells us that the top two contestants are of equal level, but there is one thing that no one can doubt—"

"As a top professional, I'm actually on par with an outsider. This is a shame!"

"We... all of us who pursue the limits of our physical bodies have been surpassed in this aspect of 'pursuing the limits'. If we don't admit this, how can we still have the dignity to sit here!"

Primitives join the game: 42. Reversal of positions, exchange of dreams, reversal of life and death (two in one)

"Sure enough, he is like a nuclear bomb with great destructive power. No matter where it lands on the battlefield, he can turn the rules and the land there upside down!"

In the passage, Dongxiang was breathing rapidly, his eyes were shining, and that distorted expression could only be described as "facial expression", which could not be described in words alone.

"He was a layman who could barely make it to the amateur level and came to compete in a competition comparable to the highest standards. Only he was not mocked as stupid, but most people had already determined before the game that he would be a complete loser."

"What happens now? From never awarding the championship due to the rules, to now having to hand the championship to him due to the rules!"

"What I said before, that they will have a part in this International Children's Day, has really come true. In front of the power of Linga, these people are as childish and naive as little kids who have not grown up."

"But they are also lucky. After this baptism, they finally grew up! As evidence, they should accept the reality and admit that he is the 'strongest' existence!"

"Souruin, did you see that? Souruin... Hey! Souruin, what's wrong with you?!"

Dongxiang excitedly shook the shoulders of the woman next to him and was about to make a prank with her, but when he turned around, he found that Ziyin's reaction was not right.

The face flushed and the pupils trembled.

I don't know when tears wet my face.

The lady's cigarette in her hand fell to the ground, but her fingers were still at her lips.

He looked frozen in place, yet his whole body was shaking.

Breathing is particularly rapid.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like he's addicted to something, which is not good.

It would be fine if Togo didn't move her.

After shaking twice, Ziyin fainted on the spot.

But even if he lost consciousness, his pupils were dilated.

She still had her eyes wide open, staring straight towards the stage.

His hands reflexively grabbed Dongxiang's clothes, as if resisting letting something out of his sight.

Seeing that she looked nothing like someone who had lost a bet, Dongxiang couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"I don't know whether it's a good thing or a bad thing to let this muscle-slut join Linga's 'Supporters' Alliance'."

……

An hour after the bodybuilding conference ended.

A corner of the venue corridor.

Looking at the dense crowds of people outside the window, Jie Xiongmingzao sighed with a wry smile: "Although I had a premonition... but when I lost, I still felt a moment of loss, just like poison corroding my heart."

"No wonder so many players and athletes throughout history have been overly obsessed with victory and neglected higher pursuits. In addition to practical factors, fame and fortune also play a large role."

"In this way, no matter how much enthusiasm there is, it will fade away, and without enthusiasm there will be no purity."

"Feeling lost means I'm still not pure enough."

“But you, Mr. Linga, are different. You have always been on the right path for you.”

"The rules of this game seem to be against you, and many people even think so, but in fact, the opposite is true."

"It's not that you are challenging my expertise as a layman, but that I am challenging your expertise as a layman."

"Competitions, duels... any occasion where there is a concept of winning or losing is your home court. If there is no competition, I am stronger. But the moment you decide to participate in the competition, even if your chance of winning is 99%, it will become a 99% chance of losing."

“No one is perfect. Even the purest people will find their own shortcomings in the competition beyond their limits. This is fatal in the competition.”

"So it's only natural that you, who are extremely pure, can defeat me, who have flaws."

"What's more, in the end...it's you, not me, who will be most accepted by everyone."

Jie Xiongmingzao, one of the parties involved, knew very well that the outcome was not as difficult to determine as outsiders thought.

Not only is the purity flawed, but the conviction is also flawed.

On and off the court, the loss was inevitable.

The strongest energy is ultimately no match for the strongest machine.

It's not because there is a difference between the two.

For humans——

The former is like the sun in the sky. Although it brings infinite light and heat, people regard it as a daily routine and do not feel grateful for it.

Moreover, there has been little progress in developing controlled fusion.

If we cannot bring out the value that matches it, even if it is the light of infinite hope, it will not be as useful as the "power" that actually exists around us.

That's what fitness is all about.

How many people in the world are exercising? How many people keep exercising?

No matter how sincere Jie Xiongming's beliefs and passion are, and no matter how open he is to everyone, he can only guide a small number of people.

in contrast.

The most powerful machine actually exists, is always available, and can have a huge impact on anyone, anywhere, at any time.

Because the violence is enough to influence a country's policies!

The difference between them is like that between idealism and realism.

The Olympian spirit is indeed precious.

But ordinary people don’t need this kind of thing.

All you need is money, food, clothing, shelter, transportation, and the simplest thing... personal safety!

If the judges' vision and standards were really that high, the result would be the same.

"God" lost.

The devil won.

"I don't care what other people think."

Hearing this, Linga took his hands out of his trouser pockets and clasped them across his chest. He did not look at the crowd below, but at the starry night sky.

"I only know that because of you, I became stronger twice in a row during the competition. From a probabilistic point of view, I will face a real failure sooner or later."

"The same possibility existed during the two times I fought you. In other words... my hunch was right. You almost defeated me twice."

“My victory was by no means a foregone conclusion.”

"Besides... I'm not as happy about winning as you think."

"what?"

Jie Xiongming was a little confused.

Becoming stronger and winning, isn't this a win-win situation? What's there to be unhappy about?

"It's obvious that I can defeat my opponent with just a little more strength, but I have to use 10 or even 20 points of strength. Although I actually become much stronger and gain more, for me, I have to use so much strength and risk failure to barely win... It's really too embarrassing. This is not the demeanor of the 'strongest'."

Linga curled his lips.

Possessing the "Blood of Hanma", he grows much faster than Pico.

It’s just that there is a lack of sufficient external stimulation, so the body has not been able to grow fully.

In the two duels with Jie Xiongmingzou, he awakened "Self-Transformation" once, and then used "Self-Transformation" and "Ghost (Liberation)" to cheat and speed up his development.

The result is——the awakening of "Demon Back".

As the name suggests.

It is a fighting posture in which the back muscles resemble the face of a devil.

For those who possess pure "Fanma Blood", its properties are similar to the "Ghost (Liberation)" of the Wu clan.

Originally, the most normal way would be to use battle as nourishment to open the symbol of "Fanma's Blood" - "Demon Back".

However, Linga has a body that is so strong that even the owner of "Fanma's Blood" can hardly reach it. As long as he passes the development period, he can enter the ○○ level of adulthood like the giant dragons in Western fantasy novels, and the "human organ" called "Ghost Back" will be completely formed and manifested.

However, this way of opening did not give Linga much sense of accomplishment.

If it was a 'ghost', 'ghost back', 'ghost brain', 'ghost eyes'... and some others, and they performed the 'Five Ghosts Moving Method', he would laugh out loud in his dreams.

"Well~ there's nothing we can do about it. After all, you're not a professional. Even though you're good at 'fighting', you can't ignore the impact of the environment and rules."

"So, do you still remember our bet?"

"Of course I remember. The winner can make a request... Speaking of which, I made some really big promises at the time. I feel really embarrassed when I think about it now."

"My request is... to become stronger."