The Absolute Sage Meets The Succubus In Time

"He committed a foul! It was no longer the ball! I am the champion!!!"

He thought he was sure of winning, but something unexpected happened. The muscular boy's face turned purple, his chest heaved violently, and he vented his dissatisfaction to the referee.

Kan Mucheng, who won the game, shook his arm, and the desire to fight that was constantly gushing out instantly turned into sparks and slowly dissipated in the air.

Then, he folded his hands in front of his chest and waited quietly for the referee's answer to the muscular boy.

"There is no problem in using the superpowers properly in the freshman sports meeting." The referee replied casually, "I have already said that the only restriction is that the body does not exceed the red line. You can use any other ideas as you like. If you are not as far away from him as he is, you will lose. Lost."

"Everyone knows that a disc shape can throw a giant ball farther than half a man! I don't accept it! What I want is the purest competition of strength! Instead of watching some players win by opportunism!" Muscular boy Bend over and yell.

"The weight is the same, and being able to flatten a giant ball proves his strength."

"I can do it too! I want to apply for a rematch! Let's each smash a disc and compete again! Otherwise, I will refuse to admit that I am second, refuse to accept the award, and keep appealing!"

"Oh... okay... I'll help you ask another player." The referee's tone was full of impatience, and he walked helplessly towards Kan Mucheng.

"You heard what I just said, are you willing to rematch with him?"

"I don't want to." Kan Mucheng blurted out directly.

Since he has won the championship without violating the rules of the competition, how can he show off his prestige? There is absolutely no need to waste time and energy on another competition!

At this time, a shout that resounded through the sky suddenly came from not far away: "Yes! I do!!!"

Kan Mucheng and the referee turned their heads in shock at the same time, and found Boss Liang running towards him waving his arms!

Boss Liang suddenly stopped between the two of them, stood firm and said to the referee: "Xiao Liu, I agree to the rematch! It doesn't matter whether it's a disc or a giant ball, it doesn't matter to Daxian! He doesn't want others to question whether he is the champion or not. Gold content!”

I...when did I think so? Kan Mucheng immediately stood there stupidly!

"Xiao Liu, the ending of this power match is not satisfactory, let the two of us bring it to a perfect end!" Boss Liang opened his arms in a explosive posture.

"It's necessary! Brother Liang! I will go and apply for a rematch with the college leaders now!" The referee actually made the same gesture like a little fanboy, but he did not imitate the "essence of embarrassment" of Brother Liang.

What are you doing? Do you treat me like air? The contestant himself had clearly refused just now! Didn't you hear it? !

After reacting, Kan Mucheng raised his legs and was about to chase the referee who turned to leave, but he was immediately hugged tightly by Boss Liang. He patted Kan Mucheng's back and said, "Daxian! We must convince this classmate with muscle powers. oral!"

"I……"

"Shhh! Daxian, I understand you, everything goes without saying!"

"No! What do you know? I..."

"Shh! Be obedient! Let my arms give you strength!"

"Isn't it okay if I promise you?"

Kan Mucheng broke away from Boss Liang's arms with a sad face and sighed in his heart... He now very much suspected that Boss Liang's power was to make people extremely helpless...

Five minutes later, the referee hurried back and stretched out his hand to signal the two players to come forward.

"The college leaders have agreed that the rematch does not need to follow the previous rules. The simplest arm wrestling method will be used to decide the winner. This is the fairest." The referee said calmly.

The smile on the muscular boy's face suddenly froze.

He was originally very confident about throwing discs, but he didn't expect that the rematch would turn into a physical contact competition, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

The muscular boy secretly thought: Dead Fish Eyes is an angry demon who dares to kill his classmates! He is a fearless person, even three teachers can't stop him when he goes crazy! What if he feels he can't win against me and uses violence on the spot?

After thinking for a moment, the muscular boy forced a friendly smile on his face: "Hello Jiang Daxian, I hope we can have an upright duel. No matter what the result is, we will not be unable to lose."

Can't afford to lose? Who was just angry and demanding a rematch?

Kan Mucheng shook his head and replied calmly: "Don't worry."

At this time, the staff in the college moved in the tables and chairs and arranged them correctly. Kan Mucheng and the muscular boy stepped forward to adjust their positions, put their elbows on the table, and stretched out their hands to hold each other.

As the referee shouted clearly and forcefully "Three, two, one! Start!" both sides tightened their arms at the same time!

The next second, the young man's body changed dramatically. The muscles in his upper body were covered with bloodshot eyes and began to expand rapidly!

Kan Mucheng was not prepared to use his powers immediately. He wanted to test how long his body, which had been trained in hell and honed in many life-and-death battles, could last under the power of his muscles.

He gritted his teeth and suddenly exerted force to fight against it, barely resisting the huge force that the opponent continued to exert.

Time passed by, and the two remained in a stalemate. The muscular boy frowned, and his eyes shot out two cold lights. In the blink of an eye, the muscles in his upper body were as full as a balloon that had just been blown up.

Kan Mucheng suddenly felt like he was being held by the claws of a powerful giant beast, as if a huge monster fell from the sky and sat opposite him!

If you don't use your ability anymore, you will definitely lose!

Then try to see who is better, the power of desire or the power of muscles! ! !

The "dark red fire of fighting desire" spread from the soles of his feet to his hair in an instant. Kan Mucheng forcibly controlled himself not to attack the muscular boy, and then frantically extracted the power from the desire to fight and flooded his body.

The fighting desire rushing like a torrent stimulated all Kan Mucheng's potential, and he saw the muscular boy's arm slowly tilting in the opposite direction.

"Invincible Great Sage! Come on! Invincible Great Sage! Come on!"

Under the leadership of Boss Liang, the students from Class 5 shouted slogans outside the court. They thought this would give Kan Mucheng a home field advantage, but Kan Mucheng frowned in disgust, his mind obviously disturbed by their shouts.

The muscular boy was also disturbed. He roared in his heart: Why does no one care about me? Why!

I'm almost losing! But no one cheered me up! Why are classmate Xiao Sheng cheering for Jiang Daxian? A bunch of dogs! A bunch of lackeys that wag their tails in front of bullies! ! ! The muscular boy bit his lip and drew blood.

"Why! Shut up! Don't disgust me! This game is unfair! I don't accept it!!!"

All the muscles seemed to turn into flesh worms squirming towards his arms. For a moment, his right arm was as thick as the trunk of a century-old tree. The muscular boy roared angrily and started to make a last ditch effort!

Veins popped out on his forehead, and his huge muscular right arm kept pushing down Kan Mucheng's wrist!

At this time, Kan Mucheng was desperately suppressing his urge to fight. Without the suppression of "absolute calm concentration time", he was constantly absorbing the power of fighting desire to fight against his muscular abilities, which put him on the verge of losing control...

As long as the tense nerves relax for a second, he will definitely punch the muscular boy in the face!