Genie: Popular Science Genie starts from the live broadcast

As for power, the same is generally true.

【What are you talking about, don’t you know after just one fight?】

[Everyone is a fighting elf, muscle brothers are more expensive, don't you compare strength? 】

[As the saying goes, there is nothing first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts. See the truth on the battlefield! 】

In the live broadcast room, some water friends who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal started to boo, and frantically sent eye-catching messages that could be broadcast outside.

500?, the user "that adult" sent a striking message:

[Brother Yang, how about having a small competition?For the winning elf, I personally sponsor 2000 yuan for food expenses. 】

【I+500】

[+100...]

"Forget it, the game..."

And here, Yu Yang just wanted to reject the novel group 9:8,0!2:0. 5? 8, 5. 6 Jueshuiyou's suggestion, I didn't expect to sit at the door all the time, and the silent wrist suddenly stood up, staring at the porter with piercing eyes.

"Hello..."

Wrist strength shouted at the porter, then raised his muscular arm, made a gesture of tensing his muscles, and looked at Lin Dingyuan with questioning eyes.

"Library!"

The little porter put the wood on his shoulders on the ground, made a dull sound, and looked at Xiao Zhang with the same eyes.

[Come here, they seem to have heard our SC! 】

【对嘛，格斗系的精灵，怎么会拒来自小说群9：8,0！2:0，。5？8，5。6绝战斗呢？！】

【what happened?It feels a bit like watching the provocations before a No Limit Fighting Championship match. 】

"You really don't think it's a big deal."

Yu Yang shook his head.

In fact... In his heart, he was also very curious about who was more powerful between the two elves.

Judging from race values, characteristics, move pools, and body types, these two elves are pretty much the same, and they should fight each other a little bit.

But... the trainers of the two elves are his friends, so it's not good to play real fire.

"You two, don't be instigated by water friends, friendship comes first, friendship comes first."

Yu Yang spoke out to persuade.

"I think you can try it, but instead of fighting, how about arm wrestling? In this way, it won't hurt the friendship, and it can give them a competition."

Xiao Zhang saw the competitive mood in the eyes of the porter, so he offered to propose.

"Yes..." Lin Dingyuan nodded.

"OK then……"

【Arm Wrestling?It's okay, compare strength. 】

[Bet, make a bet, the host asks for an opening, I put 10 coins, and I win with my wrist. 】

[I think the porter can win! 】

"Then... the location of the arm wrestling competition, let's put it next to the round table."

Yu Yang took a glance, only to find that his own thick round table was suitable as a venue for their competition.

The three of them and the three elves moved to the round table.

After clearing the food and drink items on the table, make a clean space at the edge of the round table.

"Brother Lin, you should know more about arm wrestling, right? Tell them about the skills and techniques of arm wrestling."

Yu Yang heard that there are often arm-wrestling competitions in the army, and Lin Dingyuan should be familiar with this competition.

"it is good……"

Lin Dingyuan nodded, and began to introduce to the elves how to wrestle wrists and how to use the technique of wrestling wrists to win more easily.

……

After about a few minutes, the explanation was over, and the elves were a little eager to try.

The porter put down the wood in his hand, walked to the right side of the round table, and put his right elbow on the table.

Wrist strength wanted to step forward to fight.

But the fearless boy next to him took a step forward and blocked its way.

"Halle!"

The Fearless Kid spread out his hands, said a few words to Wrist Li, and then looked at the latter expectantly.

"Hello..."

Tilting his head with his wrist and thinking for a while, he stopped his progress, clenched his fist, stretched out his right hand, and made a cheering gesture to the little brother in front of him.

"Halle!"

The fearless boy nodded, turned around and walked to the round table, stretched out his left hand, supported the round table top with his left elbow, opened his palm, and held it tightly with the porter's right palm.

Their trainers stood behind their respective elves, silently cheering them on.

"Oh? Fearless kid is going to play first? Water friends, don't worry, I'll make an opening first."

This time, the person in charge of the mirror became Yu Yang. After he opened the market, he said to the two elves present: "Are you ready?"

"Halle!" "Ku!"

"Very good, then...count down, three...two...one...start!"

Yu Yang gave an order.

The arms of the little porter and the fearless boy exerted strength almost at the same time, and the smooth muscle lines between the arms suddenly stood out.

however……

To everyone's surprise, it didn't take three seconds.

Just heard a low "bang".

Strong force gushed out from the gray arm of the porter, and instantly crushed the slightly slender arm of the fearless boy onto the round table.

A shallow arm dent appeared directly on Guanghua's flat round table surface.

Sure enough, as I expected...

The individual value of the fearless boy is still a little too low, and he is no match for the little porter at all.

Yu Yang's thoughts changed, and he immediately announced: "The transporter wins!"

"Well done, little craftsman!"

Xiao Zhang waved his arms excitedly and shouted excitedly.

"Library!"

The porter's mouth was split open, revealing clean teeth.

"Halle..."

On the other side, the failed fearless boy lowered his head and walked to Lin Dingyuan without saying a word.

"Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, don't be discouraged, just win it back next time." Lin Dingyuan patted its head and said a word of encouragement.

[Fearless boy with slender arms and legs, how can he compare to the little porter? It's normal to lose. 】

[The next step is to see if the wrist strength can defeat Xiao Jiang, this is the highlight. 】

"Hey!"

He patted his brother on the back with his wrist to signal him not to be sad, then walked to the round table and stretched out his left hand.

"Carrier, do you want to slow down for a minute and relax your muscles?" Yu Yang, who is also the referee, asked.

"Library!"

The little porter shook his head and returned to the round table, saying that he didn't have any consumption.

Seeing that the two elves were ready to compete, Yu Yang waved his hand: "Okay, the second match, wrist strength against the porter, three...two...one, let's start!"

Chapter 140: The True Champion... Devil Egg!

Following Yu Yang announced the start of the competition.

In the eyes of the wrist strength and the carrying smith, fierce sparks seemed to burst out at the same time.

They let out a low cry, the muscles in their arms tensed suddenly, and explosive power surged out from all their limbs and converged on their wrists.

boom!

In an instant, Yu Yang saw the point where his big round table was in contact with the elbows of the two elves, and instantly collapsed for a few minutes.

[Wow... what the hell?Can even such a thick wooden table collapse?How strong are these two? ! 】

【Ah, now I believe that the strength of my wrist can throw a big truck in one go. 】

"Jacker?"

Heracross, who was communicating with the Flying Mantis, heard the sound and turned his interested eyes here.

"Library!"

"Hey!"

On the round table, the two tightly clenched arms gradually began to tremble slightly, and the terrifying power offset each other between the arms and was transmitted downward.

until……

"Hey!"

Gritting his teeth tightly, the distorted wrist suddenly let out a loud shout.

boom!

In the quiet courtyard, a loud bang suddenly erupted.