Chapter 860 Aren’t You Too Perverted?

"Crack!"

At this moment, countless spectators heard the sound of bones rubbing against each other, and their faces suddenly changed.

Just when everyone thought that this person was Zhong Mo, they saw that Orben's body shook, and he almost threw Brad and the dumbbells on his back aside, and he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

He thought that 300 kilograms was just like this, but when he really experienced it, he found that all his bones were about to break.

300 kilograms is too heavy, right?

"Come on, Orben, you will definitely not let me down, right? Come on, you have to hold on, do you hear me?!"

Kiatu saw that something was wrong with Orben's situation, and rushed to him, bent down, waved his two arms, and shouted heartbreakingly.

This opportunity was hard to get!

If Orben loses to Zhong Mo, he will really become a joke among foreigners, and no one will listen to him anymore!

When Orben heard this, he was shocked, and a hint of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly remembered what Chiatu said just now. If even he couldn't bear the weight of 300 kilograms, then Zhong Mo couldn't bear it either. So if he held on for one more second, his chances of winning would increase.

Thinking of this, he blushed, gritted his teeth, and whispered, "I know!"

He exhaled deeply, and his right arm supported his body tightly, as if it had become thicker in an instant, and his face was flushed, veins on his forehead were exposed, and beads of sweat like pearls kept dripping to the ground and shattered!

"I, I can definitely hold on!"

He silently recited this sentence in his heart, and began to do push-ups with difficulty, but his bones kept groaning, as if they were twisted by the pressure.

"One, two, three, four, five..."

He finally finished one, and before he had time to catch his breath, countless people were counting around him.

This made him almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

You are going too far, right?

Carrying 300 kilograms of weight, you counted so fast, have you ever thought about how I feel?

Isn't this stimulating me?

But just when he thought of this and was about to grit his teeth and do another one, Brand on his back suddenly said: "Alben, forget it, you've already lost!"

"Bullshit, how could I lose?"

Alben cursed directly.

Who knew that Brand pointed at Zhong Mo and stammered: "But, but he has already done twenty!"

"What? Twenty, how is this possible?"

Alben was shocked and accidentally retracted his strength with his right hand, and he fell heavily to the ground, and then heard a crisp sound of "crack!" His right arm was broken.

But he didn't care about these at all, but raised his head and looked towards Zhong Mo.

He was messy!

How is this possible?

These five words kept appearing in his mind, and his face was full of confusion and helplessness!

With Reid sitting on Zhong Mo's back, he was doing push-ups at a moderate pace, and his face was slightly red, without even a drop of sweat on his forehead, as if he was doing some effortless exercise!

"Damn, carrying a 300-jin man and dumbbells, doing push-ups with one hand, am I still a human being?"

"Zhong Shen is not a human being, he is a god, I really want to kneel down!"

"Is Zhong Shen just trying to defeat these big black guys? Is this power scientific?"

"I've decided, from today on, Zhong Shen is my ancestor!"

...

Countless people around were shocked by Zhong Mo's terrifying power and started to talk about it.

Although there were many people who supported Zhong Mo just now, in the end, everyone didn't have much confidence in him. Anyway, there were so many Chinese contestants, even if the game was lost, it would only be a loss of 100 contestants, which was really harmless!

But who would have thought that Zhong Mo would be a king bomb as soon as he made a move!

Zhong Mo did 40 push-ups in one breath, yawned a bit bored, then raised his head and asked: "How many did that Alban do? This challenge is too boring, right? Why not try another way?"

After saying this, he retracted all four fingers of his right hand, leaving only one index finger.

Carrying more than 300 kilograms of weight, doing push-ups with one finger!

Is it really that scary?

Thousands of people at the scene were completely shocked!

We know you are perverted, but we didn't know you were so perverted!

"Plop!"

Ryan rolled off Zhong Mo's back, threw the dumbbell aside, knelt on the ground, and said in sweat: "That, that, God, I was wrong, I shouldn't have listened to Chiatu's words and united against you, please, please spare my life..."

He was going crazy!

What kind of monster was he facing?

No wonder people say that a certain country in the East is protected by gods, and cannot be bullied, humiliated, or challenged!

How could I be so blinded by greed that I followed Chiatu to challenge the gods?

Zhong Mo was stunned when he saw him fall from his body to the ground, then he turned his head and said to Chiatu: "He went down by himself, it has nothing to do with me, don't wrongly accuse me when the time comes..."

He had just said half of the words when he accidentally saw Alban lying on the ground with his right arm severely bent and a confused face!

"By the way, big black guy, how many push-ups did you do!"

Zhong Mo asked curiously.

Alban's mouth twitched and he turned his head away, not wanting to answer his question.

But the audience didn't tolerate him and shouted in unison: "One, he did one!"

"Oh? One?"

Zhong Mo stood up from the ground, gently patted the dust on his hands, and smiled calmly: "This is normal. I told you before that I am very strong and you really can't, but some people just don't listen and insist on making this bet with me!"

When Chiatu heard this, his face turned ugly. He pointed at Zhong Mo and shouted loudly: "You cheated, you cheated, you can't do so many push-ups at all, you shouldn't even be able to do one!"

"Chiatu, it's not good for you to say that?"

Zhong Mo half-squinted his eyes, pointed at Ryan, and said with a smile, "If you can do ten push-ups with him and the dumbbell on your back, I will lose, how about it?"

"I, I..."

Chiatu's face turned green and red, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

How could he not know that Zhong Mo didn't cheat?

But he was too unwilling to admit defeat like this!

Fu Luo walked out of the crowd, glanced at them, and said sternly: "Everyone should accept defeat if they are willing to bet. Since Chiatu and you lost, all of them will be disqualified from the competition!"

"Wow!"

When the big black guys heard this, they were in an uproar!