"What's wrong?" Seeing Qi Dong pause, several other people asked suspiciously.

Qi Dong didn't answer, just frowned and looked at the gymnasium not far from the right front, and Chen Hao and the others also turned their heads to look at him.

A banner hung at the entrance of the stadium that read: "Warmly celebrate the 47th World Hercules Championship held in our city." ”

At this moment, some extremely burly Hercules walked into the gymnasium one after another, and there were still seven or eight standing at the door, talking about something one after another.

That Wu Li was walking towards the gymnasium from another road, although his figure was also very strong, but compared to those foreign strongmen, it was still much inferior.

Wu Li walked to the door of the gymnasium and was about to walk in, but was stopped by a strong blonde man who was a head taller than him, and several other strong foreign men also looked at him with a sneer.

The gate of the gymnasium was not large, and the blonde man was tall and wide, and when he stood in the middle, the entire entrance was blocked.

"What are you doing?" Wu Li looked quite annoyed when he was deliberately blocked like this, but there was a hint of unconcealed cringe in his expression.

"You can't, you can't go in!" the blond man shook a finger with a disdainful smile on his face.

Wu Li seemed to understand, his whole face immediately swelled red, and he stretched out a hand to push the blonde man aside. However, after several pushes, the blonde man did not move.

"Hahaha-" Several foreign strongmen at the door immediately burst into laughter, especially the blond man, whose muscles trembled up and down with laughter.

Wu Li's expression was even more ashamed, and in desperation, he bent down to get under the blonde man's limb socket. Seeing this, the blonde man pursed his lips, stretched out an arm as thick as a thigh, pressed it on the top of Wu Li's head extremely rudely, and pushed it forward violently.

"Kick and kick—" Wu Li was pushed back several steps in a row, and the last one stumbled and fell to the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Hahaha-"

"Stupid Chinese boy, don't measure yourself!"

"Silly boy, don't waste your efforts, you still want to participate in the competition with your little strength?"

"Chinese boy, you are less useful than my son, go back to breastfeeding!"

......

Just when these foreign strongmen laughed and mocked Wu Li, a Chinese strongman with a figure similar to them walked to the door of the gymnasium, obviously also coming to participate in the qualifiers.

"Man, get on in, the game is almost underway. The blonde man waved his hand at the Chinese wrestler, who nodded with a smile, glanced sympathetically at Wu Li, who had fallen to the ground, and then walked into the gymnasium without looking back.

Wu Li struggled to get up from the ground and roared at the blonde man, "What the hell do you mean?!

The blonde man smiled disdainfully and said, "Do you think anyone can participate in the Hercules competition?

"You are talking nonsense, the rules of the competition clearly say that everyone can participate in the qualifiers! Don't bully people too much!" Wu Li said angrily.

"Say whatever you want!" the blonde man pouted and laughed, "But if you want to get in, you have to pass me first! ”

Wu Li trembled with strength, gritted his teeth, bowed slightly, and rushed towards the gate blocked by the blonde man.

The blonde man didn't care, still spreading his hands and feet and smiling in the doorway.

Wu Li hit his head on the blonde man's sturdy body, as if he had hit a wall, but instead of knocking the blonde man away, he shook his head with a faint pain.

Wu Li covered his head and snorted a few times, and yelled at the blonde man: "I must participate in the competition, if you don't get out of the way, I will fight with you!"

"Hahaha-" There was another burst of laughter around him, and a flat-headed foreign strong man seemed to be a little unbearable, and opened his mouth to persuade: "Boy, you have no hope, don't waste time here, go home quickly." ”

"No! I'm going in!" Wu Li roared angrily and slammed headlong into the blonde man again.

This time, the blonde man seemed to be a little impatient, and directly raised a leg and put it on Wu Li's lower abdomen.

"Bang!" Wu Li fell face down to the ground, his body twisting in pain. He struggled to his feet again, and swung a punch at the blonde man's chin.

"Stinky boy, look for death!" Seeing this, the blonde man was even more angry, raised his hand and grabbed Wu Li's fist, squeezed it fiercely, and immediately made Wu Li cry out in pain.

Wu Li's eyes were blood-red, and he bit down on the blond man's fluffy arm.

"Ahh

Wu Li's head was tilted, a tooth carrying blood spurted out of his mouth, and his legs fell to the ground with weakness, his eyes were already a little wandering.

The blonde man looked down and saw that there was already a row of blood-colored tooth marks on his arm, and he couldn't help but be angry, and while swearing foul language in English, he stomped on Wu Li's back.

Wu Li's body was trampled on and twisted, but he didn't even have the strength to shout.

"Let me in...... I'm going to compete...... I'm going in......" he said weakly, and he reached out his hands to grab the blonde man's ankles, trying to knock the latter down, but to no avail.

"Ted, let him in or not. This is China, so let's not make too much trouble. Another foreign strongman patted the blonde man on the shoulder and persuaded him.

However, this Ted seemed to have been completely enraged by Wu Li, and roared violently: "No, he's a piece of garbage, a piece of, if you want to get in, you have to get under my crotch!"

Wu Li gritted his teeth with hatred after hearing this, and opened his mouth again to bite the blonde man's calf.

However, this time the latter was on guard, and before Wu Li could bite it, he raised a foot and kicked it towards Wu Li's mouth.

Seeing that a bloody scene was about to happen, the blonde man's feet suddenly stopped in mid-air, and it was difficult to fall half an inch again.

An arm that didn't look strong had firmly grasped the blonde man's knee and crumbled his kneecap.

"Ahh

It was Qi Dong who made the move, and seeing Wu Li's persistence and helplessness, it was difficult for him to stand by and watch.

Several other foreign strongmen were furious when they saw this, and almost simultaneously attacked Qi Dong. The scene was like a herd of majestic beasts hunting a weak elk.

However, Qi Dong is not an elk. He is more fierce than the beast.

As Qi Dong unfolded his flexible and sharp skills, a muffled sound occurred one after another, and then seven or eight extremely strong bodies fell down one after another, lying on the ground and cursing in English in pain.