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From the beginning, Marco’s target was Mo Tiangen.
In his opinion, the baby-faced Ji Dong, who looked like a minor, and Ren Jianmo, who seemingly appeared as if he was a fragile woman, were not within his range of provocation.
From appearance alone, only the strapping Mo Tiangen seemed to be a participant that focused on the strength attribute. He was a suitable opponent and worth fighting.
Of course, the rules of the [Peach Blossom Spring] were set stringently.
Participants could not use violence against each other.
The only place where they could practice was the training ground behind the Colosseum.
However, there was always a way around the rules. Although fighting and wrestling were out of the question, activities like arm wrestling, which was purely for entertainment, were not restricted. As long as they did not cause any serious damage, the AI of the [Peach Blossom Spring] would not interfere.
For a moment, no one at the table spoke.
Ji Dong, Ren Jianmo, and Mo Tiangen, who were directly challenged, all looked at Marco silently, as if watching a clumsy monkey perform.
The blond, muscular white man raised one eyebrow and sneered.
“I’ve been in the [Peach Blossom Spring] for a year and eight months, and I’ve already been through seven [Films] with A-level difficulty. Next month, I’ll be challenging an S-level [Film].”
Marco spoke slowly and lightly, lifting his chin towards Mo Tiangen.
“Don’t you want to confirm how big the gap in strength is between you and a senior participant?”
This sentence finally had the effect of spurring him on.
Even when confronted with such a plain provocation that could be considered vulgar and unpleasant, Teacher Dagen, a high school teacher who had to face hundreds of middle school children every day, couldn’t muster any anger. Instead, he found it quite amusing and foolish.
But now the other side has changed their words, and that meant something different.
In the [Peach Blossom Spring], although participants could use points to strengthen their bodies, how much they could reinforce themselves would depend on their physical condition and potential.
Consider an otaku who was originally unhealthy and obese, even if they spent all of their points on enhancing their muscles, the thick layer of fat on their stomach wouldn’t directly turn into an eight-pack.
Therefore, an experienced participant like Marco—at a glance—judged that among these three, Mo Tiangen and he were following the same path, relying on strength as their foundation.
Teacher Dagen had only been in the [Peach Blossom Spring] for a short time and only knew two people well: Ji Dong and Ren Jianmo.
Moreover, Mo Tiangen would occasionally practice with Ji Xiao’niao. After sparring, they both felt the contrasting effects of “strength enhancement” on different individuals and quickly deduced the reasons.
This time, a rare expert who was used to dealing with A-level difficulty and was preparing to challenge an S-level difficulty had come to him, saying that he wanted to arm wrestle him.
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Mo Tiangen was somewhat tempted and wanted to challenge the other person.
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“Come on, let’s get started!”
The challenger, Marco, placed his elbow on the table and grinned at Mo Tiangen, “Don’t lose too badly!”
But Mo Tiangen didn’t respond to his childish goading.
He positioned his right hand and gripped the other’s hand.
“Get ready!”
Su Rong stretched her words, “One, two, start!”
Teacher Dagen and Marco unleashed their strength at the same time.
Watching from the side, Ji Dong felt that this contest was similar to a scene from a macho, explosion movie that he had seen before.
They both had muscular and sightly physiques as if they were carved from plaster. Their bulging contours, knotted blood vessels, and muscle-tendon lines were still clearly visible under the skin.
The two men’s arms were locked securely on the table, and for a moment, it was difficult to tell who was stronger.
“Yo ho!”
Some of the onlookers couldn’t help but cheer.
One second, two seconds, three seconds…
Twenty seconds later and both sides were already flushed red. Sweating profusely, their arms were tightly clenched together; the veins on the back of their hands were bulging while their knuckles were taut and white. However, no one was able to press their opponent’s arm down.
Meanwhile, the table—which acted as a support—had already undergone changes visible to the naked eye.
With their elbows as the fulcrum, the almond-colored thin wooden board made a creaking sound and began to crack under the excessive pressure. It seemed as if it was about to collapse under the weight.
“Our two distinguished guests.”
A polite voice suddenly interrupted.
Everyone around the table turned their heads, but the two challengers at the table seemed to be deaf to the outside world and continued to exert all their strength.
“The table in our humble establishment is about to break.”
It was an AI dressed as a bartender. He gently pushed aside the crowd, came to the table, and then reached out with both hands to hold the arms of Mo Tiangen and Marco, saying, “Please stop now, and we would appreciate your cooperation.”
Once Mo Tiangen and Marco’s arms were held down, an indescribable force was felt pressing against their arms, forcing them to gradually relax, and then releasing their hold on the other’s palm.
This was the will of the [Peach Blossom Spring].
They were unable to resist the “god’s” will that could manipulate their life and death.
“Since this will damage the facilities in the store, please don’t play similar games again, thank you.”
The bartender bowed deeply to the two of them and then turned and left.
Ji Dong turned his head to look at the table and took a small breath.
He saw that although the wooden table top had been restored, the area on the lacquered surface where Mo Tiangen and Marco’s elbows were placed had fine yet dense web-like cracks.
“Ah, this is boring. Let’s not play anymore!” The match was interrupted before a winner was determined, and Marco felt dissatisfied.
He irritably stood up, picked up his coat that was hanging on the back of the chair, took a few steps, and suddenly turned back, reaching out to grab Mo Tiangen’s shoulder.
“You’re pretty good and quite powerful!”
Marco wrapped an arm around his shoulders, looking like two affectionate brothers, but the words he said were quite incendiary, “But you should know that you can only hold out for another ten seconds at most, and then I’ll win, hehe!”
Mo Tiangen glanced at him sideways. He neither refuted nor followed his words, nor said impulsive things like: “Let’s meet at the training ground now and see who’s better.”
“But, I guess your ability is probably related to strength too?”
Marco thought for a moment and added, “If you use your ability, then you should be able to beat me.”
He paused, then chuckled, “But if I use my ability too, then it’s hard to say who will win.”
Mo Tiangen coldly grabbed the other person’s hand off his shoulder and said, “Let’s talk about it later.”
“Anyway, I still admire you very much,” Marco claimed.
At this point, Mark suddenly stretched his neck, pursed his lips, and took a hard bite at the corner of Mo Tiangen’s mouth.
After the kiss, he turned and ran amidst the cheering crowd, shouting as he ran, “Stay alive and when you reach the S-rank difficulty, come join our guild! Salut!”
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“Ah, pfft…”
Ji Dong glanced at Mo Tiangen’s expression, couldn’t restrain himself, and laughed out loud.
“Enough!” Mo Tiangen exploded, grabbed Ji Dong, and tousled him vigorously.
“Can you forget about what happened just now?!” Ji Dong quickly begged for mercy, “I won’t laugh anymore! I really won’t!”
Mo Tiangen was completely deflated.
He really didn’t know what was wrong with that golden-haired French guy. They were just having a nice conversation, why did he suddenly kiss him?!
——That was his first kiss!!!
——He hasn’t even kissed a girl yet, how could he be kissed by a nearly two-meter-tall bear man first!
Teacher Dagen kept grabbing his hair and was furious, warning himself to calm down and not think too much, otherwise, he would want to kill someone!
So when Ji Dong, Ren Jianmo, and Mo Tiangen stood in front of the door with a maple leaf, Mo Tiangen’s hair had turned into a bird’s nest.
“Okay, okay, let’s not be angry!” Ji Xiao’niao tried to straighten the corners of his mouth, reached out, and grabbed Mo Tiangen’s arm, desperately smoothing his hair.
“Later, we will help you choose a suitable weapon, okay!”
Mo Tiangen: “……”
He carefully examined Ji Dong’s expression and did not see any trace of teasing.
His heart finally settled down a bit.
“Well, if I can’t afford a weapon I like later, you have to lend me some points!”
“Okay, okay, borrow, borrow, borrow!” Ji Dong nodded quickly, with a very sincere attitude, “Whatever I have is yours, no doubt, I will definitely lend it to you!”
After reaching an agreement, Ji Dong knocked on the door with the maple leaf and entered the shop of Yao Wanguan, the second-hand dealer of collectibles, for the second time.
The appearance of the store was the same as the last time he visited.
Yao Wanguan’s goods turnover rate was quite fast here. While thinking this, Ji Dong greeted the giant stork with a whale head that was as tall as a person.
“Oh, you’re here.”
The whale-headed stork looked at them, “I didn’t expect you to be the third group of guests who made an appointment tonight. So, are you here to buy or sell this time?”
“First, I want you to appraise a collectible.”
Ren Jianmo said and took out a palm-sized, white, jade small jar from his arms and handed it to Yao Wanguan.
Ji Dong whispered softly, “Ah.”
Ren Jianmo turned his head to look at him, a hint of a smile in his eyes.
Ji Dong whispered, “…So it was this.”
Yes, what Ren Jianmo brought back was the ‘Thousand Days of Drunkenness’ jar he had used to knock out Wutongshen.
ohi, a side cp? 👀
This new shipp has to be real and lasting! So blondie, please live until the end of the soap opera!
Lmao when Marco first targeted Teacher Dagen, I was thinking how it would be nice to have a macho side CP like this and then- he turned out to be French!!! 😂😂😂 Awesome!! Viva la France! 🇫🇷 🤣