There is a five-star hotel next to Golden Gate Park, and at this moment, on the eighteenth floor of the hotel, a middle-aged foreign man in a suit and leather shoes is looking through the window at the competition venue.

"Mr. Heard, the game is about to begin, would you like to go down and watch?" said a young foreign man who looked like an assistant to the window and said to Heard, looking respectful.

Hilde looked down at the time and asked, "How did you do what I wanted you to do?"

The young assistant smiled slightly and replied, "Everything has been done according to your instructions, and the Atlas boulders that the Chinese kid is going to use are each twenty kilograms heavier, ensuring that he will not be able to pass the first level." ”

"Well, that's good. The corners of Hilde's mouth curled slightly, as if he was talking to himself: "I really can't imagine that there is anyone who can threaten the champion of the 'Magic Mountain', and he is also a yellow race, which is a bit interesting." ”

"Mr. Heard, are you overestimating this Chinese, I think Lucas and Ivanov are a little more threatening. The assistant said cautiously.

"It's not the first time that those two guys have competed with the Magic Mountain, how many pounds and taels they have, will I still know?" Heard pouted, seeming rather disdainful, "It's that this Chinese I don't know much about the details, can punch the force tester, it seems that the strength is not weak, I have to be cautious." ”

"Or you're thoughtful. The assistant nodded repeatedly.

"By the way, has the betting time passed?" asked Heard again.

"There are ten minutes left and you can't bet once the game starts. The assistant replied, "What do you mean?"

"Another 10 million euros, buy the first round of the Magic Mountain. Heard said crisply, and the assistant immediately opened the laptop and started operating.

On the other side, the game is about to begin. The playing field is separated by a fence, and outside the fence is full of spectators, taking pictures and shouting.

"Brother Ribs, come on!"

"King Li, come on!"

"Brother Ribs, win the first place!"

......

On the east side of the venue, a group of twenty or thirty people gathered to cheer for Qi Dong, all of them holding banners and flags in their hands, and interestingly, the words on the banners were accompanied by a line of English in addition to Chinese, as if deliberately to make foreigners understand.

On the west side of the field, a stout young man squeezed into the crowd little by little, with a lot of band-aids on his face, it was Wu Li who came to watch the battle with his pain.

When the people around saw Wu Li's figure, no one dared to stand in front of him, so they all let go of a little gap and let him squeeze to the front.

"Brother Qi, come on!" Wu Li waved and shouted at Qi Dong in the center of the field.

When Qi Dong heard the prestige, he saw Wu Li with a band-aid on his face, and couldn't help but show a big smile.

At this moment, Chen Hao's live broadcast room is also in a warm atmosphere, with a barrage full of screens.

"I hope Brother Ribs can defeat these big guys and let them see the power of Chinese Hercules!"

"Brother Ribs is definitely number one, he has never let us down. ”

"That's really hard to say, this competition is world-class, and none of them are soft persimmons. ”

"Hehe, it's fun to win big with a small victory!"

......

With five minutes to go, an extended Lincoln pulled up to the door.

When the door opened, the first two people stepped out of the car, it was Hilde and his assistant. Then, a thigh as thick as a leg stepped out of the car door, and the black sneakers on his foot were 60 yards in size.

After the owner of the thigh completely stepped out of the car, all the audience at the scene gasped.

What a huge body this is, two meters tall and two, and although the muscles are not obvious, the whole body is full of strength. Only such a body is worthy of such a domineering nickname - "Magic Mountain".

The giant man stretched out his thick thighs and walked towards the center of the arena step by step. His eyes were arrogant, looking at the crowd of onlookers like a swarm of ants, and he was the Creator on high.

Walking to the center of the field, Magic Mountain glanced around at the rest of the Hercules, his expression still full of disdain.

After a few more minutes, a foreign man in a referee's uniform walked into the arena and held a microphone and announced loudly: "Friends from spectators all over the world, friends from China at the scene, the final of the 47th World Hercules Championship has now begun!"

Today's final will feature 20 competitors from all over the world, with a total of three events: Atlas Boulder, Infinity Lift Cars and Drag Boeing Aircraft. The first round is the Atlas Boulder, in which each contestant lifts ten sets of boulders arranged in descending order of weight, then places it on a platform, and then continues to lift the stones behind them in turn until all five stones are lifted and placed on the platform. The athlete who lifts the most stones in the shortest amount of time is the champion of this event. In this event, the bottom 10 finishers will be eliminated. ”

Next, the referee introduced the basic information of each player, and then all the players stood at the starting point, Qi Dong was ranked at the thirteenth competition point, and next to him was Andre.

With a gunshot rang out, twenty competitors bent down at the same time to pick up the smallest boulder, and then strode towards the cylindrical platform ten meters away.

The smallest stone is only 100 kilograms, which is not very difficult, so the gap between the contestants is not widened. After putting the cobblestone on the platform, Qi Dong turned around and returned, he was currently in the fifth position, and Andre next to him was a little faster than him, but his expression was not easy.

Running to the starting point, Qi Dong picked up the second boulder and rushed to the platform quickly. When he was still three meters away from the platform, Andrei had already reached the platform a few steps ahead of him, and trembling his body lifted the spherical boulder to the platform.

However, just as Andre wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, the boulder seemed to not be steady, and rolled off the platform.

Seeing that it was about to fall on Andre, Qi Dong quickly threw down the boulder in his hand and ran towards Andre like a wind. But he was a little late, and the boulder had already pressed down on Andrei, who was directly crushed to his knees with his legs bent.

The audience let out an exclamation of surprise at the same time, and some lowered their heads or covered their eyes.

At this moment, Qi Dong arrived in time and stretched out his hands to hold the stone ball, not letting it continue to press.

After putting down the boulder, Qi Dong immediately looked at Andre who was kneeling on the ground, only to see him holding his waist with both hands, and letting out a wail from his mouth, his expression was painful, obviously injured.

"Referee!

"Referee, stop the game!"

Seeing this scene, the audience reminded the foreign referee one after another.