"Who do you think can win?"
"Isn't this obvious? Look at her brother Ge Panpan's figure, and then look at her brother Ye Zhinuo's small arms and legs!"
"Ye Zhinuo's brother may be good at real-person CS, but he probably won't be able to do push-ups."
"Haha, I don't know where he got the courage to take on this competition."
Ge Jun took off his shirt, revealing his extremely muscular figure under the camouflage vest.
Those muscles like bricks instantly made many little girls in the class cover their eyes shyly.
With a squeeze of his fists, the muscles on his chest and abdomen trembled, causing a scream.
On the other hand, Ye Hong didn't move at all, standing in place like a log, and seemed completely devoid of momentum in comparison.
For a time, many people cheered for Ye Hong with a pity attitude.
Ye Zhinuo's three roommates, especially Xiaohua and Zhu Jing, who were not familiar with Ye Hong yet, asked Ye Zhinuo without any confidence: "Zhinuo, why don't you let your brother admit defeat? This looks like It’s just not the same size.”
Although Ye Zhinuo didn't have much confidence, she relied on her innate trust in Ye Hong to still pretend to be calm and said: "My brother won't do anything he's not sure about, you, just watch it!"
But the visual shock of Ge Jun's tendons was so strong that no one around believed Ye Zhinuo's words.
"Ha! Just keep bragging, and we'll see how your brother loses later!"
"Well, thinking about it this way, Ge Panpan is still awesome. With such a strong brother, no one will dare to bully her when she goes out, right?"
Ge Panpan also stopped crying, looked at Ge Jun who was warming up, and shouted loudly: "Brother, come on!"
The game officially started. Ge Jun didn't show any humility to Ye Hong. He pressed himself on the ground and started doing push-ups one after another.
His movements are extremely standard, and every ups and downs of his body can make the muscles of his whole body shake up and down, which is very pleasing to the eye.
"one!"
"two!"
Groups of nymphomaniac-like girls gathered around Ge Jun and counted for him.
But Ye Hong, on the other hand, was not anxious at all. Instead, he watched Ge Jun doing it with relish.
He was observing the details of Ge Jun's movements.
Push-ups may seem simple, but there are actually some strength-building skills involved.
If you use the technique properly, you can save a lot of effort and you can do more.
"Ding! Automatically trigger the scene memory ability and record the details of the target's force movements."
A picture formed in Ye Hong's mind, breaking down Ge Jun's movements into micro-movements.
Palms, wrists, arms, abdomen, chest, waist. The power point of each part can be seen at a panoramic view.
Ye Hong was fascinated by what he saw. Others thought that Ye Hong was shocked by Ge Jun and knew that he was powerless and had given up. They couldn't help but look at him with disdain, but they paid more attention to Ge Jun.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Ye Zhinuo saw that Ge Jun had done more than thirty, but Ye Hong hadn't made any move yet, so he couldn't help but asked anxiously.
Ye Hong smiled at her, then leaned down and started doing push-ups.
His first few movements were still a bit jerky, but he became more and more proficient.
After more than a dozen push-ups, the standard of the movements was almost the same as that of Ge Jun beside him.
"Ding! Do push-ups, chest muscles +1, current progress: 1/10, current level: entry level."
"Ding! Do push-ups, abdominal muscles +1"
"Ding! Triceps +1, deltoid +1"
(End of chapter)