Someone came to provoke Wu Amon. These people had been bullied by Wu Amon before and had always wanted to beat him up, but they couldn't. Finally, someone challenged Wu Amon. If they could beat him up, it would be great. Even if they couldn't win, watching that person suffer from Wu Amon's brutality would give them pleasure.

They surrounded him cautiously, afraid of provoking him. Unexpectedly, Wu Amon was quite happy and waved his big hand like a fan to let them come closer. This was a good opportunity for him to establish his prestige. He wanted to beat the skinny guy in front of him until he regretted being born.

Li Ergou was happy too because he couldn't beat Wu Amon himself but if Jia Ge could defeat him then he would feel satisfied as well. Li Ergou was small and inconspicuous among the crowd.

Wu Amon pointed at Jia Simiao and said loudly: "Let's fight! How do you want to do it?"

Jia Simiao replied calmly: "We'll play three rounds with two wins needed for victory since you're so strong? The first round will be the simplest - arm wrestling; second round - bare-handed fighting; third round... I don't think we need one because you have no chance."

How arrogant!

Wu Amon never went to school nor did he have any special skills except for working on construction sites after leaving Li Family Gully where he grew up due to his large size making others bully him easily . He didn't like being bullied so much that he shaved his head bald and started fights with anyone who dared challenge or offend him.

The most impressive time was when he fought against more than twenty people from another construction site over a crane which made his reputation soar high in this area of South Suburb Construction Site where even foremen invited him to drink with them. Some workers refused to work, but the foremen couldn't persuade them while Wu Amon could just by saying a few words.

Since then, he understood that having strong fists was important everywhere and it also shaped his domineering personality. For example, at lunchtime today when others ate vegetables, he alone had two small bowls of meat and no one dared to snatch from him or they would be beaten up.

In Li Ergou's words, this man was a killer. Imagine someone who has been practicing hard qigong since childhood and has mastered thirteen Taibao kung fu moves - how powerful is he? Just like Shaquille O'Neal on the basketball court, directly pushing forward without anyone being able to resist.

This skinny young man challenging Wu Amon in arm wrestling was undoubtedly hitting a rock with an egg.

The workers were disappointed because even a tall guy over 1.9 meters tall had been knocked down by Wu Amon with one punch earlier. Jia Simiao looked weak and delicate; how could he be Wu Amon's opponent? They weren't even in the same league.

Someone was standing next to them, acting as a referee and holding a small rice bowl in their hand. They hit the table twice with it, making a loud sound and said loudly: 'Are you both ready? If so, let's begin now.' Wu Amon growled softly: 'I've been ready for a long time.' Jia Simiao smiled and said: 'I'm also ready.' The person asked: 'You both understand the rules of arm wrestling, right? Do I need to explain it again?' Nonsense! Who doesn't know about this kind of thing? Neither of them had any objections. When the referee slammed his rice bowl on the table and shouted "begin", Wu Amon thought that he had practiced hard Qigong and could even push down an ox if he wanted to. As for Jia Simiao? He should be easy to beat without much effort. He needed to quickly slam Jia Simiao's wrist onto the table surface in order to win quickly and establish his own prestige.

'Fall down,' Wu Amon yelled out loudly while exerting force on his wrist. He wanted to throw Jia Simiao along with his wrist out.

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Anyone could predict what would happen next.

Huh? To their surprise, Jia Simiao didn't move at all - neither did his wrist nor himself.

What is going on here? These people widened their eyes into round circles; they couldn't believe everything they saw was real. Li Ergou beside him was also stunned. They all looked at Wu Amon and Jia Simiao but didn't understand what was happening.

Could it be that Wu Amon deliberately lost?

Jia Simiao smiled: "Wu Amon, is this all your strength?" That really disappoints me."

Wu Amon angrily replied: "Do you think you can easily defeat me like this?"

"Let's try it then."

Jia Simiao smiled at Wu Amon, and then these people saw a scene that shocked them. The wrist between the two of them was gradually tilting towards Wu Amon's direction, while Wu Amon's hand was getting closer and closer to the table surface.

Wu Amon's eyes bulged out; he even suspected that he had encountered a monster. He struggled hard but his hand finally hit the table surface.

He lost completely.

No one spoke. Their mouths were wide open enough to swallow an egg. They all doubted whether they were dreaming or not - someone actually defeated Wu Amon in such an unsurprising situation! And Jia Simiao, who looked unremarkable, made it even more unimaginable.

'Want to bite me?'

'Why?'

Does it hurt... Ah, you really bite, it hurts..."

"Is that true? My goodness, where did this young man come from?"

Regardless of what others were discussing, Jia Simiao stood up and asked with a smile: "Wu Amon, how about it? Do you admit defeat or not?"

Wu Amon's face turned red like a liver and even the veins on his forehead bulged. He widened his eyes like cowbells and shouted: "Okay, I admit defeat in this first round."

A real man should be able to bend and stretch, be flexible yet firm.

"Good man! Let's play another game for the second round. I want to see how good your skills are."

Jia Simiao smiled and then jumped onto a small open space while gesturing two fingers at Wu Amon. For Wu Amon, this was an obvious provocation. However, he was not reckless enough to lose to Jia Simiao in terms of strength; he knew that the young man before him was no ordinary person.

If he didn't take it seriously enough there was a high possibility of losing against him.

"If you lose then you're mine!"

This made Wu Amon shudder at the thought as he didn't want anything sexual with this pretty boy. Therefore he had to win without any suspense.

As for his own kung fu skills , Wu Amon still had quite some confidence since childhood training hard qigong which honed his thirteen martial arts skills; He hadn't met anyone who could stop him until now anyway . Walking forward several steps , Wu Amon punched towards Jia Simiao .

These people including Li Ergou would think that Jia Simiao would use those elusive moves relying on strange body movements instead of engaging in close combat with Wu Amo but rather circling around him waiting for an opportunity to strike . However , contrary to everyone's expectations , Jia Simiao didn't even try to dodge and instead directly used his own brute force, completely relying on that kind of big open-and-close technique while facing Wu Amon head-on.

Bang! The fist hit hard but Wu Amon's proud hard work had no effect. You punch me once, I'll take one too; after dozens of punches like this, Wu Amon felt his arms go numb and sore as he looked at Jia Simiao who remained calm and composed. He was filled with anger.

Do I have to lose to him?

Jia Simiao smiled: "You've been attacking me for so long, it's time for me to counterattack. Take a few moves from me.