Compared with the thin and sturdy man in the suit, there is indeed a gap in image, and in his opinion, I don't seem to have even a chance to win, but I, am I really so stupid to do something that damages my RMB?

The answer is no, and don't forget, I'm a paranormal.

I chose the 'Barbell Jerk' game project completely from my own advantage, enough to give full play to my strengths, physical skills, a popular ability, and also my proudest, the most capable skill at present.

The man in the power suit thinks he is smart, and he puts the advantages on his side, and on the surface it seems that the benefits are exhausted, but in fact, my mind is much more complicated than his!

Barbell is a sport that is generally played by people who are relatively large, such as Cheng Hu, you can play this, at first I refused his invitation to play e-sports, and when I saw his sturdy body, I already thought of a later move.

If I invite him to play other games, he may be suspicious of me, and I won't be able to take the plan to the next step.

When I chose the game that seemed to be more favorable to him, he became less suspicious and more confident to pull his hands out of my pocket.

I smiled at him and said, "Then I'll start first!"

I walked towards the barbell area.

It's funny to say, people's barbells are all for record-breaking, we play this more than the number of times we play the jerk, but for the sake of RMB, he also gave it away, whatever.

There are various levels of weight in the barbell area, and I think the heaviest one is only 200 kilograms, I think he can't even lift this weight, so he simply chooses a weight class that is slightly worse, anyway, the comparison is quantity rather than quality.

One hundred and fifty kilograms, which is not a small weight, I twisted my head a few times, briefly moved my wrists and ankles, and then quickly did a few sets of broadcast gymnastics, and then leaned over and grabbed the barbell in my hands with both hands.

Lift the bell to the chest, squat under both feet, lift the barbell from the ground to the chest at the same time, then stand up, stand on a horizontal line position with both legs straight, and then go up, separate the legs back and forth, squat, and then close the legs to stand up, with the help of pre-squatting and upward force, put the barbell on the chest, lift it over the head until the arms are straight, stand on a horizontal line with both feet, keep the barbell and the body on a vertical plane, and keep this posture in a stable state, and then put the barbell down, which is considered a jerk.

Looking at my standard jerk movements, the man in the strong suit was stunned, and said in his heart, it's not good!

It seemed that he sensed this trap a little, and hurriedly said, "You...... It can't be professional, right?"

The man in the strong suit got nervous, took out the cigarette case from his pocket again, took out a cigarette, put it to his mouth, and said in his heart: If you are really a professional, my 500 yuan today is considered a compensation.

"How can it be, I'm just watching too many of this kind of shows to do these seemingly standard movements, I heard that if you make such a jerk, it will be good for your waist and won't hurt!"

He said to him as he jerked as fast as he could.

Even so, my movements are standard, I love these kinds of competitions, and I get excited when I look at the muscles on the weightlifters.

"Oh......" he sighed, reassuring slightly.

At this time, I suddenly thought of something, so I said to him: "Don't be stunned, remember the points, don't admit if you lose!"

"Oh, okay!" Although he was relieved, it was obvious that he was also frightened by my movements, and I didn't know whether he believed my words or not, but I only saw the cigarette in his mouth start to tremble.

I did the jerk one after another, each movement was the same as the first one, as much as possible, because the weight itself was too small for me, and I could only make a fuss about the standard, so the speed of the jerk can be said to be getting faster and faster, almost less than four seconds one, one minute can do fifteen to twenty, and after five or six minutes, I see that the jerk is almost over, he should not exceed my appearance, so I asked him, how many have you counted?

"Nine, ninety-nine......" His cold sweat flowed, and the eyes that looked at me gradually became surprised.

I didn't have time to observe his expression, so I leaned down, did another jerk, and said, "Just enough for a hundred, I'm really, really can't do it!"

After doing so many jerks, to be honest, I'm a little tired, but I'm not as tired as a dog.

"One hundred ......" The man in the suit swallowed his saliva, looked at the barbell and then at me, and then walked towards me, bent down the same way, and tossed the one hundred and fifty kilogram barbell with his hand.

The man in the suit originally thought that a barbell like this, at most a dozen or twenty times in a short period of time is the limit, but I didn't expect that I would do a full hundred times of uniform jerk in about five minutes, which is not something that normal people can do.

"It's your turn!" I said with a smile.

The man in the suit looked at me, his eyes were a little hesitant, and he hesitated and said to me, "Can I change someone to compete with you?"

Before you can do a good jerk, you want to admit defeat? Marx will look down on you!

"It's not impossible...... I said, holding my chin.

In fact, I should have realized that he could not have achieved anything in weightlifting, so I simply gave him a face, which would not necessarily help him in his future plans.

Seeing that things had taken a turn for the better, the man in the power suit instantly showed a longing brilliance in his eyes.

"You see it, I'm ...... Within ten minutes, a hundred jerks, and if you make a substitution, he must overtake me in ten minutes, and if you don't, you can have half an hour to overtake me......"

Although it's to sell face to him, I can't give up the chance to win, so how can I make him owe me a favor?!

The man in the suit thought uncertainly, touched the barbell, sighed heavily, made up his mind, and then said to me, "Wait a minute!"

Still, I don't have confidence in myself, so I let someone else come.

"Ah Kuan, come here!"

As soon as the man in the suit beckoned, a strong man came over from around the corner.

"What's wrong, Brother Jean?"

The stocky man who was out of control staggered towards me, and in a flash, there was only this person left in front of me.

It's the same as his name 'Ah Kuan', it's very wide.

Very fat, the clothes on his body were propped up quite loosely by him, very tall, about one meter nine, almost the same size as Cheng Hu, two legs like thick pillars, and two arms were also full of fat, but between the waves, stretched out his hand, a slap can wrap my head whole, clenched fists, even if the punch like a sandbag hits me, if I don't have to wrap the shield, I can't bear it.

I'll go, there are a lot of brothers who are in this strong suit, and there are such 'capable people'?

"Oh, let me ask you, can you lift these three hundred pounds of barbell?" the man in the suit asked the fat man.

"It's as easy as eating!"

The fat man's broad lips opened and closed, and he looked at the barbell on the ground with disdain, and then asked, "Why are you lifting this thing?"

"It's a match between me and him, but now it's you and him!"

The man in the suit waved his hand downward, leaned into his ear and whispered a few words, and after that, the fat man smiled weirdly and said to the man in the suit: "Seventy-three!"

The man in the power suit made a heartbroken appearance, as if he had reached some agreement with the fat man.

The man in the suit stepped aside, and the fat man came up and said to me, "I'll overtake you!"

After saying that, he gave me a thumbs up......

Hey, you dare to underestimate me, fortunately you didn't gesture with the middle finger, otherwise, you would have folded the middle finger for you, and then gave it to Wangcai for lunch.

The fat man walked to the barbell, sank his strength slightly, as if he was grabbing a chicken, and easily lifted the three-hundred-pound barbell above his head, at this time, his garlic nose hummed, as if he was laughing at me, and his face was full of evil smiles.

Just lifted it, look at your loss of color, and it's not a professional competition, besides, if you have a regular clean and jerk competition, this 150 kg barbell is a 50 kg competition, your fat body should be as heavy as this barbell no matter how you say it, proud of a wool, the emphasis is on endurance, can you insist on lifting a hundred times?

"Don't forget jì, you have to lift one hundred and one in ten minutes to be considered a successful challenge, otherwise, you will have to pay me five hundred yuan!" I kindly reminded him.

"Oh, got it!" said the fat man impatiently.

Then he lifted it up vigorously, one after the other, and the speed was no less than mine, but it was difficult to get on the table with the regularity of his movements, but at this speed, let alone ten minutes, five minutes would be enough to complete, but would his endurance be five minutes?

The answer is no, and it is true.

Three minutes later, he was halfway there, and at this rate, six minutes was enough, but by this point, he had reached his limit.

After exercising, people always need to rest, and the fat man is no exception, although he has great strength, but when operating his huge body, the fatigue is also proportional, the faster he lifts, the faster the body is consumed by him, and the faster the body is overdrawn.

At this time, the fat man was sweating like rain, and when there was still about six minutes left, he breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the ground, and wanted to take a break and come back again, but unfortunately the development of events was always regular, and he was doomed to defeat this time.

The jerk is like a war, the emphasis is on 'one drum, then decline, three and exhaustion', his momentum sank during rest, the inert gas lingered around him, fatigue hit, and sweat poured from his forehead, so that he could not open his eyes, not to mention the next fifty jerks, even whether he would be willing to stand up again is unknown......