"Ding! Zhao Long sets up trigger options, please host to make the following choices:
Choice 1: Surrender without fighting, choose to admit defeat, reward: a Lamborghini
Choice 2: Get angry and beat the opponent violently, reward: one million
Choice three: Don’t back down, defeat your opponent and make him apologize. Reward: mental arithmetic ability, contract identification ability.
When Ye Xuan heard the sound from the system, he stood up immediately.
"Oh my God, system, what's wrong with you today? This is not how you usually play." Ye Xuan was surprised.
Usually the system tries to come up with some punishment options, but today is very different. Surrender and surrender will reward you with a Lamborghini. This is a super car, and the cheapest one costs several million.
Even if you don't choose this, you can get a million reward for beating the opponent violently. This money is so profitable, so when Ye Xuan heard the introduction of the system, he was so shocked that he directly questioned the system.
"Host, please do not question the system for any reason. The system is based on the principles of fairness, justice, and openness..."
Listening to the serious nonsense of the system, Ye Xuan felt a lot of contempt in his heart.
After calming down, Ye Xuan directly passed the first two options. Just kidding, he now has 20 million, so he can buy a Lamborghini. As for one million, he doesn't even care.
"System, how could I, Ye Xuan, who is upright and upright, give in and retreat? There is no doubt that I will choose three." Ye Xuan thought to himself.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for making the choice, please complete the task."
"Ye Xuan, what the hell are you doing!" Zhao Long's dissatisfied voice directly brought Ye Xuan back to reality, "If you are scared, just tell me what tricks you want to play?"
"That's right, Ye Xuan, if you're afraid, surrender immediately and stop hanging around here, you know?"
"Humph, I think he must be regretting it."
Liu Yiyi felt worried after hearing what these people said.
Ye Xuan smiled, looked at Zhao Long and said, "Afraid, I'm really not afraid of you. I was just a little excited when I thought of how to punish you."
"Huh, that's really shameless. Then hurry up." Zhao Long urged unhappily.
Soon the arms of both sides were in a posture.
"Ding! Host arm-wrestles, arm strength +1..."
"Ding! The host arm-wrestles, physical fitness +1..."
"Ding! Trigger the intermediate arm strength."
"Ding! Trigger primary constitution."
The next second, Ye Xuan felt that his right arm was full of power. This power was so powerful that as soon as Ye Xuan activated it, the power would explode like a bomb.
"One, two, three, start!" As Sun Li shouted "start", the arm wrestling competition began.
Zhao Long directly used 50% of his strength without saying anything, because in his opinion, this 50% of his strength was enough to crush Ye Xuan.
However, the fact is that Ye Xuan's arms did not move at all, with a faint smile on his face.
Seeing this situation, Zhao Long frowned and thought to himself: "What's going on? I have used 50% of my strength, but this guy can still hold on. It seems to be a little more powerful than I thought."
"But so what, I, Zhao Long, am the final winner."
After finishing speaking, Zhao Long snorted coldly. He gritted his teeth and burst out all his strength. He seemed to see the scene of Ye Xuan being crushed, and his mind was slowly imagining how to punish Ye Xuan.
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One second, two seconds,... ten seconds passed, and Ye Xuan's arm was still as motionless as before, unaffected by anything at all.
"Fuck!"
Zhao Long was shocked when he saw this scene. His inner shock was no less than a flash flood and tsunami.
Zhao Long is very confident in his arm strength. He has been going smoothly and even won the arm wrestling championship before.
In Zhao Long's eyes, Ye Xuan was nothing to worry about, but now he was shocked.
"How is this possible? Ye Xuan is obviously not as strong as me, but he actually..." Zhao Long looked at Ye Xuan in shock.
Ye Xuan seemed to know what was going on in Zhao Long's heart and said lightly: "Zhao Long, you can't do this. Look, my arm hasn't moved at all."
"If I knew you were so incompetent, I really wouldn't want to arm-wrestle with you. You are too weak, and I would lose a lot of fun."
"Damn it, Ye Xuan, you are so fucking arrogant. Brother Long didn't show any strength at all. You are so arrogant."
"That's right, Brother Long is an arm wrestling champion. He hasn't exerted his strength yet, so don't be complacent."
"Ye Xuan, soon you will know how powerful Brother Long is."
People who didn't know the truth immediately became furious with Ye Xuan. In the eyes of Sun Li and others, Zhao Long was very awesome.
Zhao Long felt like crying when he heard it, saying that he didn't exert any strength. Damn, he tried his best, but Ye Xuan's arm didn't even move at all.
When Zhao Long thought that if he lost, the joke would be too big. He had to promise the other party something, and who knew whether Ye Xuan would torture him to death.
The more Zhao Long thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and he almost cried.
"No, for the sake of honor and face, I have to try again no matter what." Zhao Long thought to himself, gritting his teeth again and exerting his strength.
Zhao Long's face was swollen red due to exertion, and veins were clearly visible on his forehead and arms, which showed that Zhao Long really put all his effort into feeding.
There was a "bang" and an arm was directly pressed on the table.
The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet. When everyone saw this scene, their eyes were as big as bull's eyes, and their mouths were opened as if they could swallow a fist.
The fluctuations in everyone's hearts broke out at this moment, like the waves in a storm, and could not calm down for a long time.
"Ah..." As a cry of pain came out of Zhao Long's mouth, everyone woke up one after another.
At this time, Ye Xuan's arm pressed Zhao Long's arm on the table.
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
Sun Li and others couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
"Oh my god, Brother Long, Brother Long actually lost, how is this possible?"
"My eyes are not blurred, am I dreaming?"
"Holy shit!"
Ye Xuan raised his hand and said with a victorious smile on his face: "Zhao Long, I win!"
These five words were like a sharp sword piercing directly into Zhao Long's heart, causing him to be severely injured.
"How could this happen? I actually lost. I actually lost to Ye Xuan. This..." Zhao Long muttered to himself in shock.
Losing to Ye Xuan meant that he was not as good as Ye Xuan, and he still lost in front of everyone, especially in front of Liu Yiyi. This made him angry and unwilling, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Ye Xuan tidied his clothes and then sat on the sofa very coolly, looking calm and calm. (To be continued)