Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
“Come on, consider it. Come bet again!” Chen Zhao exclaimed. “Pete, trust me. I’ll definitely lose this round. Look at the difference in size. I’ll definitely lose. Come on, place a bet.”
“Motherf*cker, you already won my pocket money for this month.”
“Then…Miss Sunderland, come bet…”
“Michelle…place a bet.”
Chen Zhao went through them all, but no one was willing to bet.
“Trust me one more time, alright?”
Everyone ignored him. Even if they thought that Chen Zhao couldn’t win, they still weren’t willing to place another bet.
“Oh, I don’t have energy,” Chen Zhao said weakly. “I need a break.”
“You’re doing this again.” Eveleigh glared at him.
“No motivation.” Chen Zhao sat down without spirit.
“I don’t care. You’re going up anyway.”
The bars were ready. A few students started putting on the weights. Harrison started testing.
“Okay, we can start,” he said. “First snatch, 140 kilograms.”
He picked up the weight without using much effort. Three seconds later, it landed on the ground.
Thud, thud, thud.
The heavy sounds showed the weight of the bar.
“Want to try a heavier weight?” Eveleigh asked.
Harrison loosened his shoulders. He hadn’t used much power, so he felt like he was in a good state. “Add ten more kilograms. I’ll do a snatch again.”
“Second snatch, 150 kilograms.”
Harrison let out a roar and lifted the bar, pushing it above his head.
Three, two, one.
Success again!
“Take a break and try the clean and jerk,” Eveleigh said. She turned to Chen Zhao. “Your turn. How much weight do you want?”
“Two hundred kilograms.” Chen Zhao grinned, face full of confidence.
“Are you sure?”
“Of course.”
“Snatch?”
“Yes.”
“Do you know the world record for your weight class?”
“No.”
“The world record for snatches in the 77-kilogram weight class is 173.5 kilograms,” Harrison answered.
“I want to challenge the world record,” Chen Zhao said matter-of-factly. “Is there a problem.”
“No. Go on.”
Chen Zhao went forward and stuck his butt up. “Ha…”
The bar moved!
Everyone got goosebumps at that moment. He was so strong.
The bar was ten millimeters off the ground!
Eveleigh widened her eyes.
Could he really lift it?
Could he break the world record?
The next moment, the bar returned to the ground.
He couldn’t lift it…
“I surrender.” Chen Zhao shrugged and left the zone coolly.
“I knew it!” Eveleigh was about to spit out blood. For a moment, she thought that Chen Zhao really could create a miracle. “You can lose too?” She finally got a chance to mock Chen Zhao.
“Tell me what the next round is,” Chen Zhao said.
Eveleigh’s eyes turned and she smiled. “Arm wrestling.”
“With who?”
“Still Harrison.”
“What? How can you do that? You’re bullying.” Chen Zhao freaked out.
“Ha…you can surrender like last time,” Eveleigh said proudly. She was proud of her smarts.
“Let’s bet. Anyone want to bet?”
Eveleigh was speechless. This guy started a bet when he could win and still did so when he knew he would lose.
She didn’t understand Chen Zhao’s mind.
As expected, Pete was the first to run to Chen Zhao. “I’ll bet $300.”
“Pete, didn’t you say that you’re broke?”
“I borrowed it,” Pete answered. “Three hundred dollars, write it down so you don’t forget.”
“I’ll bet too.”
“I’ll bet too.”
“Me too, $100.”
Chen Zhao had thought that he’d sucked them all dry. He didn’t think that there was still so much left. This time, he’d made $3,000.
“Wait, I want to bet too,” Eveleigh said.
“If you want.” Chen Zhao glanced at him. “Don’t bet too much. It’s just for fun.”
“Three thousand dollars, do you dare take it?”
“You want me to die?”
“You started the bet. It’s not my fault.”
“Can it be a little less?”
“No.”
Chen Zhao clenched his jaw. “If you dare bet, then I’ll dare to accept.”
“Can I bet that I’ll win?” Harrison asked.
“Of course.” Chen Zhao nodded.
“I bet $500.”
Just then, someone walked into the gym. Chen Zhao turned to look. “Normans, it’s you?”
“Chen, how come you’re here?” Normans was shocked too. She didn’t think she could meet Chen Zhao here.
“Normans.” Eveleigh immediately walked over to say hi. It seemed that they were friends. “How did you know that we’re here?”
“I went to the Youth Society’s place and they said that you’re all at the gym,” Normans said. “Right, what are you guys playing?”
“Him!” Eveleigh said. “He bullied our sister, so we’re punishing him now.”
“Punishing? Him?” Normans looked at him with a strange gaze.
Chen Zhao greeted her with a grin.
“How many rounds have you lost?” Normans asked.
“Normans, how did you know we lost? Are you familiar with him?”
“This guy can swim dozens of kilometers in the sea or hundreds of laps in the pool, talking the entire time. He can run two marathons without stop. He’s just a monster. It’s most possible that you’ll lose against him.”
Everyone was dumbfounded and turned to Chen Zhao. They really didn’t imagine that this average-looking man would be so scary.
“We won a round and lost two.”
“Wow, you won a round?” Normans looked at Chen Zhao. “What’s the fourth round?”
“Normans, let me introduce you to Harrison. He’s a future Olympic champion. He beat this *sshole in weightlifting. Next, they’ll compete in arm wrestling.”
The other students moved a table over, placing it before Chen Zhao and Harrison.
“Which arm are you best at?” Harrison asked.
“Either.” Chen Zhao shrugged.
“Then right arm.”
“Sure, let’s go.”
Chen Zhao and Harrison grasped each other’s hand. Norman narrowed her eyes at Chen Zhao. She knew that he was very strong.
He’d been able to lift her with two hands when she’d been at the peak of her weight. It had felt like it was easy for him too.
Normans didn’t think Harrison could win this match.
