The first thousand one hundred and twenty-nine chapters competition (two)
Chapter 1,129 Competition (2)
It's not that Timur looked down on Zhuang Rui, it was the difference in stature between the two. Standing next to Timur, Zhuang Rui looked like a child.
Seeing the table being moved, Zhuang Rui walked to the side of the table, crossed his hands and flexed his wrists, and said: "Brother Timur, come on..."
"Timur, please be gentle, as long as you win..."
Barter was still a little worried, so he pulled Timur and whispered a few more words. You must know that this kind of arm wrestling can also hurt people. If it is serious, it is not impossible to cause disability.
"Brother Battle, I know, I won't use any force..."
Timur didn't feel there was anything wrong with what Battle said. Others are guests, so they can't lose too badly. They must save some face for Zhuang Rui later. By the way, this young man is a man when he drinks.
"Old man, don't underestimate my big brother. What will happen if you lose?"
After Peng Fei heard the conversation between the two, he felt a little unhappy. If they were trying to compete, he and Zhuang Rui would have gone eight blocks away. Even though Timur was tall, he was definitely not good enough for Zhuang Rui.
"Will Timur lose? Impossible, Feizi, let alone your eldest brother, even if you go up to arm-wrestle with Timur, you will lose but not win..."
Battelle was very dissatisfied with Peng Fei's words. Timur had been grazing in the grassland all day long and galloping, and he had also developed the strength in his hands. How could Zhuang Rui, a city man with delicate skin and tender flesh, be able to compare with him?
Peng Fei laughed and said: "Old man, let's not talk about this for now. What will happen if we lose? There must be some luck, right?"
"You kid, you thought you were in the army?"
Battle also laughed when he heard this. When he was in the army, those gangsters did a lot of harm to him. Although he couldn't defeat himself in wrestling, he could always make up for it in shooting or free fighting events. Battle's worst experience was
I washed a class's clothes for a month.
"Okay, if Brother Zhuang can win, I, Battle, will lose a good horse to you..." When Battle spoke, he deliberately amplified his voice so that everyone around him could hear it.
"Battle, are you willing to give me your red blood? If you are willing, I will help Brother Zhuang compete..."
"Yes, no matter how good a horse is, there must be something to say..."
"Stop talking, Battle can't bear to part with blood, it's his lifeblood..."
As soon as Battle said this, everyone in the venue started to boo. The topic of discussion was actually a horse called Red Blood. Peng Fei and Zhuang Rui were a little confused when they heard this.
"Old man, what's red blood? I've never heard you say that before..."
Although Peng Fei and Battelle were a few years apart, they were both teachers and friends. Their relationship was not so good. He even knew how old Battelle was when he wet the bed, but he didn't know that Battelle actually hid a good friend.
horse?
"Ahem, I got that from the prairie when I came back. Of course you don't know..."
Battle was a little embarrassed by everyone. It could be seen that he liked the red-blooded horse very much. However, after answering Peng Fei's words, Battle stood in the middle of the field and said: "If Brother Zhuang wins, I guarantee that he will lose to
He is as good a horse as Red Blood, don’t you all still believe what I, Battle, say?”
"Hey, old man, just wait until you bring out the good horse..."
Peng Fei laughed when he heard this. These horses are also divided into three, six or nine grades. Like ordinary domestic horses, they will definitely be afraid of animals such as White Lion King Kong, but wild horses in the prairie dare to fight with jackals. Maybe Zhuang Rui's
There is going to be another member in the manor.
Zhuang Rui was so drunk that he had forgotten all the virtues such as humility. After hearing about the bet between Battle and Peng Fei, he couldn't help but said loudly: "Brother Battle, let me thank you first."
La……"
When Battle heard this, he was dumbfounded. How could these two brothers be so virtuous? They believed that they would win before even competing. It is a good thing to be confident, but if it goes too far, it would be arrogance.
"Brother Zhuang, let's compete. If you can beat me, I will give you the family's ancestral sword..."
Timur was also a little unhappy at what Zhuang Rui said. He was a famous strongman in this Mongolian gathering place with a radius of hundreds of miles. He was not timid to anyone except Battle, but now he was looked down upon by Zhuang Rui.
"Okay, if Brother Timur can win, this jade will be yours..."
Zhuang Rui was also unambiguous. He took out a piece of ancient jade with five colors from his waist. It was a carved piece of Pixiu. Zhuang Rui found it at Panjiayuan. It looked pretty good and he kept it with him until he finished it.
It's been two years.
Even though this object is not big, an ancient jade of this quality would cost more than one million yuan on the market, so Zhuang Rui's price was considered generous.
"Timur, come on..."
"Timur, you can't lose, otherwise my mother-in-law won't let you go to bed when you go home at night..."
When Zhuang Rui and Timur stood on both sides of the table, the cheers of the crowd rang in their ears, but when both arms were put on the table, the sound suddenly stopped.
"Does this still need to be compared? They are not on the same level at all..."
"Yes, look at Timur's arms, they are twice as thick as that one..."
"It's just that I can't hold it with both hands..."
After seeing the arms of Zhuang Rui and Timur on the table, the onlookers started talking quietly, and even Timur felt like he was being bullied.
Timur's forearm is almost twice as thick as Zhuang Rui's, let alone that, and his big hand like a cattail leaf placed next to Zhuang Rui's makes Zhuang Rui's hand as delicate as a woman's. If this can be done
It's weird to be favored by others.
"Timur, brother Zhuang, just say it if you can't do it anymore, don't hold on..."
As the referee of this competition, Barter knows that there are many skills in arm wrestling. If you know how to turn your wrist, you can hold on and not lose even if your hand strength is small, but if you are forcibly knocked down by the opponent, you will use
His wrist was broken, that's why Barter said this.
"knew……"
"Don't worry, Brother Battle..."
The two people at the table were full of confidence, holding hands together, one big and one small, waiting for Battle to announce the start of the game.
"start!"
When Barter's voice came out, the muscles in his two arms, which were originally a little loose, suddenly became tense, especially the veins in Timur's forearms bursting out, like thick earthworms.
"Brother Zhuang, if you can't do it anymore, just say..."
When Tamerlane exerted his strength, he still had enough energy to speak because he only used a quarter of his strength and was not afraid of losing his strength when speaking.
After all, Zhuang Rui was also a guest, and Timur wanted to overwhelm Zhuang Rui after a stalemate, so that Zhuang Rui would look good on his face.
"Haha, brother Timur, you can use more strength..."
Although Zhuang Rui felt a huge force coming from the opponent's hand, it was nothing compared to King Kong. If Zhuang Rui wanted to, he could crush the palm that almost covered him.
"Um?"
After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Timur's expression changed. Following Zhuang Rui's words, he clearly felt that the other person's originally soft hands had become as hard as pig iron, and he could actually pinch himself.
My fingers ached.
Timur's face became serious, he took a deep breath, and gradually increased his strength in his forearm. However, as he increased his strength, the opponent's hand became harder and harder, and the strength he exerted was completely different from his own.
On par.
"Hi!"
Timur shouted loudly, and thrust out the left side of his body and right hand in his direction. This time he used nearly half of his body's strength, and it was also explosive. If Timur thought about it, he would definitely be able to knock Zhuang Rui down.
.
However, no matter how hard Timur exerted, Zhuang Rui's right hand did not move at all. Zhuang Rui, who was directly opposite him, except that his face was a little crimson, did not seem to use much strength.
As a result, not only Timur was shocked, but also the onlookers were surprised. The competition, which was originally so different in strength, turned out to be evenly matched. No...it seemed that Zhuang Rui had the upper hand.
"Brother Timur, be careful, I'm going to work harder..."
Zhuang Rui's words rang in Timur's ears, but Timur had no time to reply at this moment. He knew that he couldn't let go of the breath he had just taken in, otherwise he would be overwhelmed by Zhuang Rui.
But Timur didn't expect that even though he used all his strength to defend against Zhuang Rui's attack, he still felt an overwhelming force coming from his right arm.
Before Timur could react, the huge impact directly defeated all his defenses, and his huge arm fell down, causing the wooden table to make a loud "bang" sound.
quiet
Quiet
Extremely quiet
When the results of the competition came out, the scene was quiet, except for the sound of firewood, it was so quiet that you could almost hear a pin drop.
Those who cheered and encouraged had already held their breath at this moment, watching what happened on the field in disbelief.
Except for Peng Fei, no one could have imagined that the "thin" Zhuang Rui would actually win against the "strong" Timur. This was just like a sheep eating a wolf on the prairie, which is unbelievable.
Timur seemed to be a little confused at this time. He looked at the forearm that was pressed down by Zhuang Rui, raised his head and asked blankly: "I...I lost?"
"Timur actually lost?"
"This...how is this possible?"
"Am I not dazzled? Our warriors on the grassland actually lost?"
This result was really beyond everyone's expectation. After Timur asked that question, there was an uproar in the venue, and everyone couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.
"Timur, you lost..."
Although Battle was also surprised, he reacted quickly. He looked at Zhuang Rui and said, "Brother Zhuang, how about... let's compete again?"
