"Hou Lin, come on."
The thin young man came out immediately.
"Please advise."
Qin Li also put down the Tai'a hammer and came over, stretched out his right hand, "Come on."
The thin young man named Hou Lin also extended his hand.
"Start!" Xuan Ting ordered.
The veins on Qin Li's right hand bulged and began to exert force.
Probably trying to preemptively strike.
Hou Lin's hand was instantly bent to a forty-five-degree angle, and Qin Li had the upper hand.
Ke Yun Qingyan looked at the expressions of Xuanting and others. They didn't seem to be in a hurry, with confident confidence on their faces.
Next, no matter how hard Qin Li tried, Hou Lin's hand didn't move any further.
But Yun Qingyan saw that Hou Lin looked relaxed, but he did not counterattack Qin Li.
Strange... Since there is still strength left, why not counterattack
She was confused.
As time passed by, Qin Li's face gradually turned red, leaving large drops of sweat.
And where their elbows touched the ground, there were already cracks.
The current situation was obviously not good for Qin Li. Although he was strong, there were always moments when he was weak. But Hou Lin looked like he was lifting a weight with ease, and it didn't seem to expend much energy.
Finally, when he realized that Qin Li was indeed unable to continue, Hou Lin began to fight back and pulled Qin Li's hand to the other side.
Qin Li was still struggling.
"Bang." There was a crisp sound and his hand was pressed down.
"You lose." Houlin let go of his hand and said to Qin Li.
Xuan Ting and others showed unsurprising expressions of joy.
"Sister, I'm sorry, I lost the game." Qin Li blamed himself and was even more unwilling.
Strength is his strength, but he failed in this area.
Yun Qingyan shook his head, "Victory and defeat are common matters for military officers, and this time, you won't lose unjustly."
Hearing this, Xuan Ting glanced at Yun Qingyan in surprise, "You do have vicious eyes.
Although Hou Lin is not very strong, he has practiced a palm technique and has few opponents in arm wrestling. "
Among the three people he sent, apart from him, the most powerful one was not the burly and strong man, but the relatively thin and deceptive Hou Lin.
For the first game, he held the belief that he would win.
Yun Qingyan smiled softly.
Qin Li stretched his hand to a forty-five-degree angle but couldn't pry it off because of his strange palm technique.
As for Hou Lin, although he is not very strong, he can easily win if he exhausts his opponent's strength and then counterattacks.
After losing the round, Yun Qingyan didn't look too disappointed, "Huo Yichen, come on."
"Tsk." Huo Yichen stepped forward carelessly, with a pair of sharp eagle eyes holding a meaningful smile, "What if I lose?"
Yun Qingyan glanced at him up and down, with a cool smile on her lips, "Then you go to bed and watch the door tonight."
Huo Yichen would not lose unless he did it on purpose.
"Vicious woman." Huo Yichen muttered, then stretched out his hand and looked at his opponent casually.
"bring it on."
When the burly man saw the contempt in his eyes, anger arose in his heart. He clasped his hands with Huo Yichen and said roughly, "You have to be careful."
Huo Yichen is a handsome and masculine man with strong and slender fingers, but he looks a bit 'delicate' in front of the big man who is much thicker than others.
"Start." Xuan Ting ordered.
The big man seemed to have exerted all his strength. As soon as Xuan Ting finished speaking, his muscles bulged, trying to give Huo Yichen a thunderous blow and make the boy suffer.
(End of chapter)