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Song Xiong stood up from the chair with a whoosh.

The 300kg jerk has already exceeded the limit of human beings, how is this possible!

Yang Yun was also stunned.

He was caught off guard by Jim Brown.

The clean and jerk is 300kg, which seems to be easy, but the snatch is at least 300kg, or even more.

The sum of the two is 600kg, but Yang Yun is only 110kg now, which is 490kg short, but Yang Yun estimates that with his own strength, he can lift up to 400kg, if there is more, there will be nothing, not a drop.

"It's dangerous."

Yang Yun frowned. If he had known this was the case, he would not have been a big fan before, and he could just lift weights honestly. Now that he is playing Dafa, he can't win.

Hey, women make mistakes, women make mistakes in the country.

Yanhua live broadcast room.

"What to do, what to do, I won't really eat shit, if the sweeping monk eats shit, I will have a psychological shadow when I kiss him in the future."

Olympic Center.

"As an athlete, you really have to be fair. Your idea is good, so I choose to refuse."

"Damn, so angry, who didn't feed the sweeping monk last night, let's go and blast!"

Yanhua's live broadcast room was full of fire, and he threatened to go to the Olympic Center to make trouble, which scared Li Keke very much.

Jim Brown sneered.

"Let's change the order, you go out first, let me recover a little more energy."

"Cunning Yanhua monkey, I won't be fooled."

"Shameless Western bastards will use indiscriminate means, and you will suffer retribution!"

"It's over, it's over, the sweeping monk fell this time."

In a fair game, it is impossible to break the deadlock by increasing the performance speed. To break the deadlock, other methods must be found.

"I just want to watch you eat shit, the more the better!"

"Rubbish!"

"I see, Uncle Song, isn't it just a handle? Yang Yun is a pervert, and it's not easy to catch him."

"If you win, you will let Fusang eat shit, if you lose, I will eat shit."

"Don't make trouble with your temper, unless you can catch Yang Yun, otherwise, don't try to control this man."

"Uncle Song, think of a way, everyone is going to make trouble, and they want to hit our Olympic Center."

The scene of Yang Yun's gloomy face was seen by everyone.

Jim Brown's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he finally said as if he had made up his mind.

"how do you want to do it?"

. . . .

Jim Brown's eyes flickered.

More and more people are worrying about this competition. In the weightlifting competition, the penalty for losing must be related to strength. The strength is not strong at first, and if it is smaller, it will be gone.

"Are you scared now? Want me to release water? No way!"

"Don't you just lose one game? Why do you have to bet, something is going to happen."

"Eating it will ruin your reputation, and if you don't eat it, people will say you don't abide by the contract. The sweeping monk is digging a hole for himself."

"How about we play an extra game then?"

Fusanguo: "Are you polite?"

It was not the first time that Yang Yun made Fusang country eat shit. Every time the athletes came up, they were mentally prepared to eat shit.

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Yang Yun roared angrily.

It was not until the start of the second snatch competition that Yang Yun escaped from the encirclement.

A series of taunts made Yang Yun feel a fire in his heart.

"Things that are not even as good as electronic dogs, where did they get the courage to bark in front of me?"

Li Keke nodded.

"Yanhua is doomed to lose, let me see how you are still pissed off!"

"That's what you said. I heard that Yanhua Floor Sweeping Monk likes food, but I didn't expect that he wouldn't even let shit go. It's really unexpected."

"The more I think about it, the angrier I get. Why is the sweeping monk so impulsive? Could it be that if you don't eat at night, you will be hit by a mental shock?"

The next nine countries also carried out clean and jerk, the lowest kimchi country also has 150kg.

"It doesn't matter who wins, I just don't want the other nine countries to win."

"No matter what the hole cards are, it is impossible for the sweeping monk to lift a 500kg barbell."

Words such as "Yanhua is nothing more than that," "Jumping clowns can't jump up again," "Yanhua won't try to win in the future" are still civilized, and the latter is indescribable, so I just make up my own imagination.

"We didn't lose to the sweeping monk, we lost to a meal."

"Brother Jim, why don't we discuss it, how about you put some water in the next game?"

Several other major countries also surrounded and launched verbal attacks.

"What's the situation? Did Jim Brown take medicine, and suddenly he was so violent."

Yang Yun sneered.

"Ding, it is detected that the master's sense of honor and disgrace resonates with Lu Xiaojun, the performance rate +10%, and the current performance rate is 90%."

. . . .

"For Yang Yun, you have to correct your posture. He is serving the country, and we have to treat each other with courtesy. He is in the Bird's Nest. It's okay to lose, but we will face punishment."

Jim Brown clenched and loosened his fist, loosened and clenched again, and glared at Yang Yun.

"Sweeper monk? Will you try sweeping again this time?"

Song Xiong looked at the flustered Li Keke and sighed, not knowing whether it was comfort or a reminder.

"You Yanhua monkeys like to show off your tongue. If you have the ability to win me, you win me. I will kneel on the ground and call you dad. If you lose, you kneel on the ground and call me dad."

"There must be a problem. We'll report him later and make him scream."

At the end of the clean and jerk competition, Jim Brown took the lead with 300kg. Yang Yun walked to his side and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

Li Keke anxiously shook Song Xiong's arm.

"It's over, it's over, the sweeping monk is impulsive."

Yang Yun rubbed his hands.

"Yeah, if I lose one game, I become trash. Some people can lose five games in a row. Is it a trash can? No, it's a trash dump."

Jim Brown laughed and glanced at Yang Yun disdainfully.

Yanhua sighed in the live broadcast room, Jim Brown's action broke all Yanhua's hopes, Yanhua's winning streak was about to disappear.

Yanhua live broadcast room.

He was worrying about winning the game, play for fun, fight for trouble, he couldn't joke about Yanhua's future.

It is worth mentioning that Fusang's suicidal way of participating in the competition is impressive. Fusang consumes one athlete in each game.

"I'm a doctor of medicine. I focus on genetic medicine. It's useless to report it. Jim Brown's gene has mutated. His body already has the attribute of strength. It's normal to lift 300kg."

"Jim Brown, you don't want to be invincible, right? I just ate something and regained some strength. To tell you the truth, I can lift 500kg with all my strength. If you let me regain my strength, I might be able to fight with you." You tie."

Thinking about the countermeasures in his mind, the words "power of the wild" flooded into Yang Yun's mind, making him grin imperceptibly.

The never-before-seen jumping feet made Jim Brown very happy. He felt that he had won this game, so it became fun to play Yang Yun.

"Do you think the sweeping monk will have a hole card that is useless?"

He didn't want to verbalize the Confucianism, these people are not beauties, there is no need to let them know the power of ventriloquism, anyway, the goal is achieved, it doesn't matter.

"I don't have a trash son like you."

"If you want to win, the sweeping monk must lift at least 500kg next time. Do you think it is possible?"

Song Xiong's face was full of black lines, Li Keke seemed to have misunderstood it, what he said was not a man's trick,
But he didn't need to explain. After all, Yang Yun was in the bird's nest, even if he had a handle, Li Keke couldn't grasp it.

For this reason, the people from the Kimchi Kingdom spit in front of Yang Yun and yelled garbage, but Yang Yun didn't bother to pay attention.

He patted the non-slip powder on his hands and walked in front of Yang Yun.

Jim Brown threw the barbell on the ground. After the loud noise, even the ground trembled slightly.

"Because the gene has changed, it can also be regarded as the improvement of one's own strength, so is it useless to report?"

Yang Yun pretended to be happy and said.

"Boom!"

Li Keke has already imagined the picture that Qianfu pointed out, and everyone angrily called her a woman who misunderstood the country.

Song Xiong was not in a hurry, sat down on the chair again, poured a cup of coffee and tasted it carefully.

"Ke Ke, he's quite smart, why is he being played around by Yang Yun?"

"Yang Yun is a lazy person. This kind of person will not do superfluous things. Take care of yourself."

Li Keke frowned and thought for a moment, then his eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally a smile appeared on his face.