Barkley felt underestimated.

The more powerful people are, the stronger their self-esteem may be, and once they are underestimated, they will immediately be like a cat with a fried tail.

I saw him stretch out his index finger and point at Yi Dun, then flip his palm, hook his index finger at Yi Dun, and signal Yi Dun to go over.

Seeing such a scene, the lively crowd became even happier.

"Hurry up, young man, that stupid fat man provokes you."

"Don't worry, there are a lot of us, don't be scared, just go and have a fight with him."

Many people around Yi Dun shouted.

This Barkley made a provocative gesture at himself, which made Eden completely unexpected.

In his opinion, when this kind of foreigner comes to China's territory, shouldn't he be a man with his tail between his legs?

How dare you provoke?

Growing up so big, Yi Dun has never recognized it, and today is no exception, Yi Dun opened the crowd and walked straight towards this strong man.

Two burly men faced each other, no more than half a meter apart.

The spectacle was even more exciting for the crowd, who thought of the scenes on television where heavyweight champions were provoking each other as they weighed in.

There is no doubt that if these two are fighters, they will definitely be heavyweights.

"Do you speak Chinese?" Yi Dun asked directly.

Xia Jiuli, who was standing behind Barkley, shook his head and said, "I won't say it, I won't say it at all." ”

"Even if you scold him now, he won't understand."

"If you don't believe it, try it......" Xia Jiuli said with a wicked smile.

Yi Dun was stunned, this translation is a bit interesting? How do you feel a lot of resentment towards this American Hercules?

"Turtle lid?" Yi Dun scolded tentatively.

He doesn't have the slightest affection for the Americans, and coupled with this provocation of himself, he naturally won't show mercy under his mouth.

Barkley was stunned, although he couldn't understand what Yi Dun said about himself, but looking at Yi Dun's expression, he knew that it was definitely not a good word.

“F*CK。” Barkley replied directly.

Yi Dun's English is not very good, but he must understand this sentence.

"Hehe, fat translator, don't you say you don't understand this thing? Why are you still scolding me? Yi Dun couldn't help but ask, Xia Jiuli.

"Your expression, even a fool can see that it's scolding."

"Although this big fat man is not smart, he is not to the point of being a fool." Xia Jiuli laughed.

Yi Dun's face was unswerving, this American dead fat man dared to scold himself.

"Fat translator, you translate to you dead fat man, he is determined to lose today, and he doesn't even have the slightest chance to win."

"By the way, tell this dead fat man, my name is Yi Dun, don't lose and don't know who won him." Yi Dun said to Xia Jiuli.

Xia Jiu was stunned, fat translation? Is it yourself who is calling?

With a height of 175 and only 110 pounds, can this be considered fat?

Could it be the fat translator in the little soldier Zhang Ga?!

For a while, Xia Jiuli was full of black lines, and Yi Dun wouldn't think of himself as a traitor.

"Hey, hey, I'll tell you, don't look at me working for the Americans, but I'm not a traitor." Xia Jiuli shouted dissatisfiedly.

"Hey, Charlie, this young man said you were a dead fat man, and said he was going to make your death ugly today." Then he said to Barkley.

Barkley's face flushed, clearly outraged.

Next, I only heard him babble at Xia Jiuli, but Yi Dun didn't understand a word.

But it's certainly a good word.

"Fat translator, what did you say about this thing?" Eden asked.

"Hey, hey, can you stop calling me a fat translator, my name is Xia Jiuli, can you respect my feelings."

"This fat man said he was going to pinch you to death, like an ant."

"He's looking forward to getting the game off and seeing what you look like when you lose." Xia Jiuli said with a wicked smile.

Yi Dun waved his hand, "Okay, then hurry up and start the game, I want to see what this dead fat man is capable of!" ”

"It's really the opposite, on our Songyang chassis, foreign devils dare to be so arrogant?!"

Yi Dun's voice was very loud, resounding throughout the hall, and immediately won a burst of applause from Songyang's fathers and elders.

"That's right, little brother, how dare foreign devils be so arrogant?"

"Let's start the game and let's see what the little brother is capable of."

Everyone cheered, and Ma Ning saw that the atmosphere had reached its peak, and walked directly to the stage to announce the start of the game.

The first competition is the bench press.

There are four people in total, and apart from Eden and Barkley, the remaining two are supposed to be gym coaches.

These two coaches look not small, but they don't know what their strength is.

Under Ma Ning's command, a large area was vacated in the field, and several staff members moved barbells, benches, and squat bench presses.

Eden had also been exposed to bench press when he was in school before, so he was not a complete layman.

Bench press is divided into classical bench press and modern bench press.

Modern bench press requires the help of some modern equipment, such as bench press vests, which greatly improves the bench press data of athletes.

The bench press vest can be said to be a bench press artifact, which can not only improve the elasticity of the athlete when bending the shoulder joint, but also improve the elasticity when bending the elbow joint, so that the main task of the athlete in the bench press is not to push up, but to support!

Pushing up or supporting, which is more difficult, this can be imagined.

The classical bench press does not have these equipment, so the world record is very different from the modern bench press.

The world record for the modern bench press has already exceeded 1,000 pounds, while the world record for the classical bench press is only 715 pounds, the difference is clear.

Converted into kilograms, the modern bench press record is about 450 kilograms, and the classical style is 324 kilograms, which is different from the strength of the two Polish demons.

Yi Dun saw that the gym did not provide bench press vests today, and he knew that today's comparison must be the classical bench press.

It's also good, if it's a modern bench press, Yidun has never been exposed to it before, so it's not sure.

Now compared to the Greco-Roman bench press, Eden is experienced, and he is confident that he can win against the American Hercules.

"Folks, we will start the first competition, which is the Classical bench press!"

"Maybe everyone is relatively unfamiliar with the Classical bench press, but these are not important, you just need to know that we are four contestants, who pushes the heavier barbell, who is the winner!"

"There are three competitions today, and if you win one, you will get a prize of 5,000 yuan, and if you win all three, you will get 15,000 yuan."

"Now the on-site registration is also open, interested friends can find our on-site staff to register, everyone can rest assured, we will definitely ensure everyone's safety, there will be absolutely no accidents." Ma Ning took the microphone and began to preside over this bench press competition in the crowd.

Unfortunately, there were very few applicants, and no one signed up at all.

Not to mention the two big men of the American Hercules and Yi Dun, the two coaches in the gym alone are much stronger than ordinary people, who is willing to go up and bring humiliation on themselves.