Super Monk

These muscular men are all strong and strong. They are all about 1.8 to 2 meters tall. They weigh no less than 300 Jin. As an old saying goes, they are all great men who can stand on their hands and run horses on their shoulders.

"Wow, Ivanov is also here. He is the world record holder of dumbbell lifting with one hand. I didn't expect that he also participated in the competition in the Chinese division!" Next to Zhao Fugui is a group of fitness enthusiasts. They even know the people inside. Zhao Fugui doesn't know any of them.

"Harrison of the United States is also here. This guy is the third in the world's list of Hercules. His strength is very strong!"

"And George Smith, this guy is the rally king after Maris. It is said that he is the most likely person to break the record of Maris La C-130 transport plane!"

"Eh, Lu long, Xu Bin, Luo Huandong and Zhang Tao are here too!" At this time, Zhao Fugui heard several Chinese names. After a careful look, Zhao Fugui was sure to be a few Chinese.

These people are not inferior to those foreign Hercules in terms of body size. However, Zhao Fugui also knows that Hercules is not just about body size. Iron and cement blocks of the same size are not comparable. These people who are active in the front line of domestic Hercules have never achieved much in the world.

"They can't even come here. They can't compare with the players in the world. They're still far behind!" A man beside Zhao Fugui sighed and said.

"It's said that there is a Japanese who will take part in the competition this time. This guy is nicknamed monster. It's said that he took part in the international Hercules competition for the first time last month and won the championship in France!" Said another.

"What kind of monster, like the Japanese, can take part in the international Hercules competition and win the championship? Brag Another said.

"Anyway, that's what the news said. I didn't see a real person. I heard that guy is two meters tall and weighs 200 kilograms. He's very fierce!"

"Why don't you say that he has three heads and six arms, his feet are on the wheels of wind and fire, and his waist is wrapped with a gold collar?" Another person disdains of say.

"And the Japanese? It's impossible. I'm afraid it's useless for the Japanese to take part in the competition. How can they win the championship? " Zhao Fugui heard the comments of the surrounding crowd and muttered to himself.

At this time, Zhao Fugui looked at his watch. It was almost nine o'clock. He estimated that the game was about to start. Zhao Fugui went to the referee's desk. At this time, more than half of the people in Honghe gymnasium have already stood, and many media have also been in place.

A group of strong men at home and abroad began to warm up. Zhao Fugui saw a white man being interviewed. Then the reporter gave the strong man a pan. The strong man pressed the pan directly on his leg and rolled it into Mahua.

"Bullshit It's true that these rich and powerful people are not boundless.

With Zhao Fugui on the referee stage, there are three referees in total. In addition to Maris, the other one is an older man. Maris seems to be anxious when he looks at the time.

Zhao Fugui looks at his watch. It's already nine o'clock. Normally, the game should start, but I don't know why Shuya hasn't ordered the game to start.

"Mr. Shu, what's the matter? Time has come! " Zhao Fugui went over and asked strangely.

"There's another contestant who hasn't come, yamashiano. He is considered to be the supernova of this year's international Hercules competition. Many Asian media have paid close attention to him. It's very troublesome if he doesn't come!" Shuya kept looking at her watch and said anxiously.

"Down the mountain? Is there really a Japanese Zhao Fugui was surprised to say that there was no other country in the world with such a name except Japan. Zhao Fugui thought, why don't you add "war" after the name.

"Yes, he is indeed a Japanese. We don't have his detailed information in our hands. We only know that he suddenly emerged in today's world Hercules competition!" Shuya said anxiously.

At this time, Maris also came to negotiate with Shuya. No matter what Japanese supernova, the rule is the rule. Even if George, who is ranked first in the world, comes late, others will not wait for him.

"Well, the game can only start, the Japanese media may protest! Forget it, don't care about him Shuya and Maris said a few words, then helplessly shook his head, just as Shuya was about to announce the start of the game, an arrogant lengthened forest pit came in.

Regardless of the staff's obstruction, the lengthened Lincoln drove directly to the center of the competition field, and almost hit two Hercules, which made the two Hercules very dissatisfied.

Lincoln reached the center of the field, and a giant with a cigar in his mouth, sunglasses in his arms and a woman in revealing clothes stepped down from the car.

This guy is two meters tall, maybe even higher. His muscles are like hills. He looks ferocious and terrifying. This guy has an Asian face. I don't need to introduce Zhao Fugui, but I'm afraid he's the one in the wild.

Xu Bin, a Chinese strongman, was almost hit by Lincoln just now. He and another white strongman were very dissatisfied and walked down the mountain.

"You almost ran into someone just now, don't you know?" Xu Bin is discontented to shout down the mountain. Xu Bin is estimated to be 1.7 to 1.8 meters, and his muscles are very good, but standing in front of the field is like a child."Damn Huaxia sick man, get out of here!" Yamashino looked at Xu Bin contemptuously and said with disdain.

"What did you say?" As soon as Xu Bin's face changed, he rushed down the mountain in anger. This damned Japanese dares to call him the sick man of Huaxia in the territory of Huaxia. Does he think that Japan today is still the great Japanese Empire decades ago?

Although the white Hercules next to him could not understand what they said, it was obvious that the guy who got off the Lincoln had a very bad attitude, so he rushed down the mountain.

"Trash, get out of here!" Shanxiaye disdains a fierce push, Xu Bin was pushed to the ground directly, another white strongman was also pushed away by shanxiaye.

Xu Bin was easily pushed, his face flushed, and he got up and rushed to fight with shanxiaye.

"Stop it, all of you Shuya shouts anxiously. A group of staff rush to stop them. But where can these staff stop them? Seeing that three people are going to fight in front of such multimedia, Zhao Fugui and Maris rushed to them.

Marith stops the white strongman, and Zhao Fugui blocks Xu Bin. Zhao Fugui just blocked the angry Xu Bin, but Xiaye took the opportunity to slap Xu Bin.

"Are you looking for a damn thing?" This Japanese is too arrogant. Zhao Fugui's face sank. He threw Xu Bin behind him and pushed him down the mountain. He yelled.