The first is weightlifting.

This is a show-based competition, which can also be counted as a talent show.

The organizers hope that each player can show their strength without any reservations, and the audience will have a clear judgment standard when placing bets.

But the enthusiasm of each player is not high, and everyone wants to save their strength to wrench their wrists.

Sakata announced that the first place in weightlifting will be awarded $500, the second place will be $300, and the third place will be $100.

Everyone was immediately excited when they heard this, and five hundred dollars was not a small amount.

In 85 years, the GDP of the United States was only 4.3 trillion yuan, the per capita annual income was 17,510 US dollars, 40 percent of the people were below 10,000 US dollars, and the per capita annual income of China was 290 US dollars, and the average annual income of six adults was below this level.

If you can win the first place, then use the money to place a bet?

Haha, it's beautiful!

The contestants do not intend to retain their strength anymore, and they are gearing up one by one and ready to move.

Sakata clapped his hands, someone spread a layer of rubber on the floor of the bar, and brought another barbell and barbell plates of various weights.

Everyone only has one chance, if the player can lift 100 kilograms, but wants to retain his strength, he only lifts 80, and then he is overtaken, and there is no chance to do it again.

This is not the Olympics.

As soon as this rule came out, many people who were ready to see the wind and rudder stopped thinking and planned to show their real strength.

Next, the organizers sent girls to register the weights reported by each contestant.

This kind of thing is like a live bidding auction, a one-shot sale.

"Brother Gu, how much do you report?" asked Lang Chun.

Gu Meng thought for a while, his hands have a lot of strength, but he doesn't have much advantage in weightlifting, he has not specifically practiced weightlifting, because practicing weightlifting requires constantly stimulating the potential of the body, causing certain oppressive damage to the body organs, which is not conducive to personal health.

The barbells used for practice are about 80 kg, and the training intensity is not too great, and the body can completely resist it.

He tried weightlifting, and his best clean and jerk was 180 kilograms, which is not too high, and in his weight class, he is more than 10 kilograms less than the 77 kilogram champion at last year's Los Angeles Olympics, and the Olympic 90 kilogram champion lifted 220 kilograms.

Regardless of weight class, this competition is only about strength.

"I'll quote 150!"

Lang Chun was stunned for a moment, "Kilogram?"

"It's not nonsense, the squad leader's strength is beyond your imagination!" Zhang Jing'an smiled.

Lang Chun smiled bitterly, "I can only lift 80 kilograms, is it necessary to go up and offer ugliness?"

"Go ahead, the competition is about wrestling, not weightlifting, don't give up so early, try it!"

Lang Chun gritted his teeth and reported 85 kilograms.

After 72 documents were submitted, the organizers began to call for a performance on stage.

"Number 52!"

Each player has a number plate, Gu Meng is No. 12, and Lang Chun is No. 67, which should be the order of registration.

No. 52 was the first person to take the stage, a sturdy foreign student, who filled in 60 kilograms.

No. 52 lifted the 60 barbell smoothly, shouted excitedly on the stage, did a backflip, and his companions cheered loudly.

Amid the applause of the audience, No. 52 returned to the booth with his head held high.

But within two minutes of being happy, No. 52's face turned black.

Because the second person to come to power reported 62 kilograms, the third and fourth ... The twenty-second person who came to the stage, and the person who came to the stage later filled in the number more than or equal to the previous player, and the order of going on stage was arranged from small to large.

Everyone understands the purpose of the organizers, if a player like Gu Meng goes on the field in advance, there is no point in other players going up.

"Number 67!"

It's time for Lang Chun to come to power.

Lang Chun reported 85 kilograms, ranking 23rd, which shows that this group of people are all very confident and have good strength.

"Come on, Lang Chun!"

Everyone shouted encouragement.

Lang Chun snorted lightly and got on the stage.

85 kilograms, Lang Chun turned his wrist and put the barbell on his chest.

"Come on, Lang Chun!"

"Hah!"

Lang Chun tossed the barbell in his hand twice in front of his chest, shouted, held his breath, and lifted the barbell up, his face was red and his neck was thick, and his legs trembled.

This is also the cleverness of the organizers, in the process of weightlifting by each player, you can measure a person's strength through the performance and completion of each player.

Lang Chun needs to do his best to lift an eighty-kilogram barbell, which shows that his strength is average, and no one wants to bet on him unless he deliberately conceals his strength.

Gu Meng was the third-to-last to take the stage, and only football star Duncan and retired soldier Hercules were behind him.

Martin, who threw the shot put, and Kazuo Maruyama, who threw the shot put, were obviously not good at weightlifting, and they didn't care about the prize money for the top three, and the two only reported 100 kilograms.

Although the performance of the two in weightlifting is not very impressive, the audience who are ready to bet is still optimistic about the two.

Weightlifting and wrist wrenching are two kinds of sports, and if you lift weights well, you may not be able to wrench your wrist.

Gu Meng kissed Julia and stepped onto the makeshift weight bench.

When he walked to the stage, he found that there were two white coats standing next to him, probably to prevent someone from farting and spewing blood while lifting weights.

"Huaxia?"

"It's a Chinese person!"

When Gu Meng appeared, the audience exclaimed loudly.

In today's competition, there were only three Chinese, Lang Chun, and a military cadet, who lifted 130 kilograms and performed brilliantly.

No one thought that there was a fierce man among the Chinese people.

Everyone watched quietly to see if he was worth the bet.

"Hah!"

After Gu Meng did a set of warm-up exercises, he let out a loud shout and smoothly flipped the barbell over his shoulder.

"Good!"

"Come on, Gu Meng!"

The boys of 204 shouted loudly, and the audience began to applaud, and Sakata watched from the audience, frowning slightly.

"Hah!"

Gu Meng shouted again, and the barbell shook on his shoulder, but he didn't shake it up.

"Hey~"

There was a sigh of disappointment from the audience.

"Hah!"

In the expectant eyes of everyone, Gu Meng shouted again, and the barbell was bumped again, but he still didn't get up.

"Hey~, no!"

I thought it was a cute man, but it turned out to be a silver-like pewter gun head, Gu Meng's performance was very sorry for the audience, Sakata nodded with a smile.

"Hah!"

"Hah!"

Gu Meng tried two more times, but he still didn't get up, his face was red and his neck was thick, and the blood vessels on his head were protruding and like earthworms.

"Hahaha!"

Suddenly, a loud laugh erupted from a booth, which was Martin and Pete's seat.

"Huaxia people, if you can't get down, don't struggle, you can't!"

"Haha, I'm cowardly, don't squirt blood on the spot!"

"The Chinese people are really poor, and they are desperate for a few hundred dollars, tsk~"

The other viewers also shook their heads regretfully, this person can't do it!

"Gu Meng, is he okay?"

When Gu Meng was struggling desperately, Lang Chun and Bai Yang found that Gu Meng's friends and women were all looking at each other with wine glasses and smiling, without any worry, and they didn't even shout cheering, is it the legendary plastic feelings?

"Haha!"

Liu Fucai smiled lightly and said quietly, "He is a powerful actor, and his acting skills are top-notch."

"Acting?"

Lang Chun and Bai Yang didn't understand, the two stared at Gu Meng tightly, seeing that he was still struggling.

"Hah!"

Under the urging of the on-site doctor, Gu Meng tried his best and shouted, and the barbell finally shook over his head.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

It took three steps to sway from side to side before he stabilized his body.

"Haha, how is it?" Wang Heng raised his eyebrows.

Lang Chun was somewhat enlightened.

Bang!

Gu Meng threw down the barbell and suddenly coughed twice, only to see a wisp of blood popping out of the corner of his mouth, although his palm quickly covered it, but the audience's eyes were bright, how could he hide it?

"Haha, he really vomited blood!"

"Chinese people are really poor, they are desperate for a little money, tsk~"

Pitt and Martin were taunting loudly again, and the audience shook their heads slightly, is it worth betting on an injured person?

Sakata's eyes narrowed slightly, did he really vomit blood?

"Is this also a show?" asked Lang Chun suspiciously.

“？”

204 didn't know how to answer, they knew that Gu Meng often played 80 kilograms, and occasionally added a few pieces, and 150 kilograms didn't seem to have been lifted, could this be Gu Meng's limit?

.....

"Honey, how are you?"

Gu Meng vomited blood and returned, lying straight on the sofa, humming, looking like he was going to die, Julia was very worried.

"I'm fine, just rest for a while!"

Gu Meng waved his hand weakly.

"Gu, let's go to the hospital and have a look, shall we?"

After all, Gu Meng is not a professional weightlifter, 150 kilograms is equivalent to the weight of two adults, but it is not a joke, Julia frowned, with a deep concern on her face.

"Julie, come closer!"

Gu Meng beckoned gently.

Julia obediently bowed her head.

Kiss~

Julia was surprised to find that it was a sweet and sour poo.

The white eyes in the booth are flying, and they are vomiting blood, you guy.

"Ahem!"

Gu Meng straightened up, "With Julie's treatment, my internal injuries have improved a lot, don't worry." ”

Can it treat internal injuries?

Everyone is a single dog, I don't know much about it, but my heart is full of reverie, I should end my singleness as soon as possible, and if I have a partner, I don't need to take injections and medicines.

"Gu Meng, are you really okay?" Wang Heng was not at ease, "Let's go to the hospital!"

"Ahem, I'm fine, if you don't believe me, I'll go and raise another one!"

Gu Meng sat up, suddenly his body went limp, and he fell on the sofa again.

"Squad leader!" Zhang Jing'an was frightened.

"Don't pretend!"

Chen Wei shook his head, took a cherry tomato from the fruit bowl and threw it into his mouth, "You guys didn't know that they were deceived by him." ”

"Fake?"

Several people in the booth were dumbfounded, and Bai was worried.

"Ahem, okay, Hecules is going on stage, I'm looking forward to his performance the most. ”

"He's a cripple~"

"Don't underestimate the cripple, every cripple is a potential stock!"

Is it?

Hercules limped onto the stage, his skeleton large enough to look imposing and scrappy, as if he was going to battle.

Like Gu Meng, he also reported 150 kilograms.

Heike's strength is very good, from grabbing the barbell to flipping his wrist and then throwing it over his head, the movements are very coherent and in one go, which is in stark contrast to Gu Meng's posture of dying just now, which caused a burst of cheers from the audience.

"Be careful!"

Hercules suddenly tilted his body and fell to the right with the barbell, and the audience screamed loudly, if he fell down this time, Hercules's disability would definitely increase to another level.

Fortunately, he had good kung fu and good physical fitness, so he lost the barbell all of a sudden.

"Vako!"

Hercules failed, and shouted loudly, his face full of loss and unwillingness.

"What a pity!"

Everyone is sorry for his failure, a cripple can lift a 150-kilogram barbell, which is enough to be proud of.

After Heiko went down, the rugby player Duncan came to the stage, he had practiced weightlifting, he was considered a professional player, and this time he reported 160 kilograms.

Duncan lifted it over his head with ease to win a full house.

The exhibition match is over.

Gu Meng ranked second and was rewarded with $300.

The first round of wrist wrestling has officially begun.

There were a total of 72 people at the scene.

The competition is divided into six groups, each group of 12 people, two by two to catch and fight.

After a not brutal battle, Gu Meng finally entered the second round with Helix, Duncan, Kazuo Maruyama, Martin, and a short and fat West Asian Mosa.

Lang Chun was successfully eliminated, and became a player who bet on the sidelines along with other eliminated players.

After an hour of betting.

The odds for the individual players are also out.

The number one is not Duncan, but the disabled Hercules.

In the group stage, Hercules was the brightest performer, challenging the other eleven in the group directly, and no one could hold on to his hands for three seconds, earning him the title of 'Wrist Cutter'.

Helix's odds are 3.07

Second place Duncan 3.58

Third place Martin 4.38

Fourth place: Gu Meng 9.25

Fifth place Kazuo Maruyama 18.53

Sixth place Mosa 185.3

The total prize pool is $61,160.

The dealer takes a 10% commission, leaving $55,600.

Gu Meng's odds are 9.25, and the amount bet on his name is more than $6,100.

Gu Meng bet $1,500, the class plus the dormitory bet a total of $600, Julia bet $1,000, and more than 3,000 were bet by others.

The odds for sixth place out of the six are scary, 1 to 185.3

If Satsuma wins, that person can win more than 50,000 dollars with 300 US dollars, which is too scary.

However, the game is even more scary.

The second round began, and the results were shocking.

Hercules vs. Kazuo Maruyama, and Kazuo Maruyama wins.

Satsuma faced Duncan, and Satsuma won.

Eye-popping!

Could it be that Satsuma and Kazuo Maruyama are going to be dark horses?

From the arrangement of the group stage players, Gu Meng suddenly smelled a hint of conspiracy.

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