Chapter 29: A Test of Strength? Zhao Zheng: I Know This!

Chapter 29: A Test of Strength? Zhao Zheng: I Know This!

"Peter, go for it! You're almost there!"

"You damn bastard, Jason, hold on! Damn it! I've bet all my silver coins on you."

"Jason, if you lose, your wife Maggie will be mine..."

The massive arena was surrounded by hundreds of town residents, eagerly watching the spectacle.

Numerous gamblers cheered for their chosen contestants, yelling loudly, some with excited expressions, but most with grimaces.

On the stage, two burly men with broad shoulders and thick waists tightly gripped each other's right hands, engaged in an intense arm-wrestling match!

This was the town's annual 'Strongman' competition, where the ultimate winner was determined through an arm-wrestling contest.

The winner not only earned the title of 'Strongman' for a year but also received a substantial sum of silver coins as a reward.

When Zhao Zheng and Song Haitang arrived, the two contestants on the stage had already reached an intense and heated stage of competition.

However, the fat man on the left maintained a calm expression, even sporting a smug smile.

As for the muscular man on the right, seeing his desperate struggle and flushed face, it was evident he had reached his limit.

The outcome was clear!

At that moment, the fat contestant on the left, seemingly tired of the game, suddenly exerted his strength...

"Bang!"

He instantly overpowered his opponent, slamming the back of his hand onto the sturdy wooden table, emitting a dull sound.

"Ahh!"

The muscular man screamed in pain, quickly covering his right hand.

Blood gushed from his right hand, likely from a bone fracture...

It was clear that the fat man had been toying with his opponent all along.

The gamblers didn't care if the muscular man had a bone fracture; they were only concerned about their bets.

Many of them, furious at losing their bets, cursed and swore at Jason's entire family.

Some agitated individuals even threw rotten vegetables onto the stage to vent their frustration.

The host of the 'Strongman' competition quickly stepped onto the stage.

"The winner is... Peter!!"

As the host raised Peter's hand, the crowd below erupted in cheers.

The gamblers who had bet on Peter were overjoyed.

Even the ordinary onlookers clapped, showing their support.

For a moment, the applause was deafening.

"Peter's got incredible strength!"

"He's already defeated seven challengers, hasn't he?"

"Looks like this year's Strongman title will be snatched by this fat guy again."

"If only that generous champion prize money could be mine..."

"Want the prize money? You can challenge Peter yourself if you can beat him."

"Forget it! I need my right hand to caress the beauty's skin, not ruin it here..."

...

Among the crowd, many residents were discussing.

Hearing these conversations, Zhao Zheng's heart stirred.

He grabbed Song Haitang and whispered, "Haitang, if we can beat the fat guy on the stage, we'll get a substantial reward. With money, we'll have a place to stay tonight!"

Currently, they were still unclear about the nature of the strange occurrences.

So, finding a shelter was their top priority.

Having a house meant they could at least defend against the strange occurrences and avoid being ambushed instantly.

Upon hearing Zhao Zheng's words, a look of difficulty appeared on Song Haitang's pretty face.

"Zhao Zheng, my training last month focused on spiritual aspects, and most of my growth was in spiritual attributes. As for strength attributes, I've only improved a little... I can't beat that fat guy in a test of strength."

This statement made Zhao Zheng pause.

He immediately understood that the girl had misunderstood.

Song Haitang probably thought that Zhao Zheng wanted her to go up and arm wrestle the fat guy...

It wasn't her fault for thinking that way.

After all, last month in school, Zhao Zheng was well-known for his "giving up" attitude and hadn't participated in any training.

Who would expect a "waste" who had given up on himself?

"I'm not asking you to go up..."

Just as Zhao Zheng was about to be straightforward, a voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"Song Haitang, what a coincidence! We meet again."

Four youths approached together.

These four were none other than Song Haitang's classmates from Class A.

Upon seeing the four of them approaching, Song Haitang's pretty face returned to its usual indifferent expression.

"What's the matter?"

The leader of the group wasn't pleased with Song Haitang's attitude, but considering his own interests, he still spoke up and invited her:

"Song Haitang, we're classmates, and since fate has brought us together, I think we should form an alliance."

"Isn't your team already full?" Song Haitang asked.

"It's not about forming a team..." The leader explained, "It's a temporary alliance to jointly face the upcoming anomalies."

Song Haitang didn't even need to think before she wanted to object.

She wasn't stupid; she knew that on her side, there were only her and Zhao Zheng, while they had four people. The numbers were doubled, and their overall strength was not equal.

In such a temporary alliance, she would definitely be at a disadvantage.

When facing danger, they might even use her as a sacrificial pawn.

Classmates?

In the face of life and death, this relationship was unreliable.

The leader seemed to have anticipated Song Haitang's opposition. Before she could speak, he said:

"Don't be quick to object. If you agree to ally with us, I can provide you with accommodation."

Song Haitang frown and ask, "What kind of accommodation can you provide?"

"A tavern or an inn."

"Do you have money?"

"Not yet..." The leader smiled confidently, "But I will soon."

Just at that moment, the host on the stage shouted, "Our 'Mighty Man' competition is about to end in the last quarter of an hour, and the current winner is still 'Big Guy' Peter. Is there anyone else who wants to challenge Peter? If you can challenge him successfully, you will be the champion!"

With these words, countless people below the stage were eager to try.

However, when they saw Peter's fierce gaze, they were scared off and didn't dare to go on stage.

The youth standing in front of Song Haitang immediately turned to a particularly strong teammate and said, "Chen Kai, it's your turn."

A robust youth named Chen Kai didn't say a word and headed straight for the stage.

"Song Haitang, as classmates, you should remember Chen Kai, right?"

The leader, watching Chen Kai go up on stage, said to Song Haitang, "Mr. Shen mentioned that Chen Kai's talent ranks in the top five in the entire class!"

"His talent is the 'Steelman' heritage of a mutant. Although he can only turn his fists into metal for now, his strength is astonishing."

"Last month, during training, Chen Kai's strength attribute increased by 29 points. With his initial attribute, his strength is now over 40 points."

"Song Haitang, do you think Chen Kai can beat that fat guy and win the prize money?"

As he spoke, the guy revealed a smug smile.

(End of Chapter)

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