Chapter 120: I Am the Best in the World. If You Don’t Accept It, I Will Fight!

Chapter 120 []: I am the best in the world, if you don’t accept it, come and fight!

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The whole building of Nan'an Tavern is made of wooden structure, retro style and full of exotic style.

The museum was crowded with people and the noise was loud. It was extremely lively.

"Down with him! Down with him!"

"Work hard, damn, haven't you eaten?"

"Hold on, brother Tauren, I've put fifty yuan on you, please!"

"Work hard! Defeat him!"

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The air was filled with the strong aroma of wine and meat, as well as the smell of sweat.

The whole tavern is full of strange aliens, and they are all men, and there are basically no women.

Full of strong male hormone scent.

"ah!"

"drink!"

Two tall orc men were wrestling on a wooden platform.

One has the head of a tiger and the other has the head of a bull.

They were tiger-backed, muscular, with bulging veins on their arms, and their blood was gushing. While wrestling with each other, they let out bursts of roars, and their faces were extremely ferocious.

The two orcs sat with their big swords, their two thick arms placed on the solid steel platform in the middle, their elbows as supports, their palms touching each other, and they were arm wrestling.

The other free hand has a ring-shaped sensor with a green light flashing.

This is an advanced level 1~3 power match.

They roared loudly.

Didi didi~

Suddenly, the sensor on the tiger-headed man's left hand rang and glowed red.

It didn't hold back, its breath was out of control, and it accidentally used advanced level 4 power.

He was directly judged to have lost.

"Hahaha, you can't do it, little kitten, it won't last long!" The tauren laughed triumphantly and sarcastically said.

"Kitten...fuck you, I...hum!"

The tiger-headed man was so angry that he wanted to rush forward and do it. The word "王" on his forehead trembled with anger.

But as the loser, if he takes action, he will be accused of "don't play if you can't afford to lose." It will be even more embarrassing then.

He snorted coldly, dropped the money, turned around and left, quickly disappearing into the crowd.

"Hahaha, you run so fast." The strong tauren warrior smiled even more happily.

This is how the winner humiliates the loser.

The strength competition is not about "friendship first, competition second".

They are all full of gunpowder.

Humiliating you is for your own good, so that you can learn your shame and then become brave again, my friend!

"Oh my God, he is indeed the 'Bull Demon' Okan, a former professional player!"

"I didn't expect that Okan would still be so strong after retiring for several years."

"The sword is still young, he has won twelve consecutive victories, right?"

"Hahaha, I won again, come again Okan, I will push you all tonight!"

"Oh ho ho ho~ Who is the next challenger?"

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The audience in the tavern was full of passion, shouting the name of the "Bull Demon" Okan, cheering, drinking heavily, eating meat, and it was very lively.

"Hahaha, who else?"

Okan was praised by everyone, and he felt like he was in the clouds for a moment. He hammered the steel platform with a "bang", looked in all directions, and shouted domineeringly:

"Come on, you cowards, come here and try your power, Grandpa Niu, and me!"

"We, the Bull Demon Clan, are the king of power. No one in the same realm is worthy of us. Who agrees? Who opposes!"

"I'm going to win 64 games in a row tonight and break the South Bank Tavern's highest winning streak record. If you don't accept it, come and fight!"

He shouted three times in a row, very arrogantly.

However, there was no movement in the entire hall, and no one dared to step forward to challenge.

The reason is simple, they do have the capital to be arrogant.

A retired former professional player.

He can still maintain twelve consecutive victories. There is no opponent at the same life level.

This not only shows that the Bull Demon Clan has an extraordinary advantage in physical strength, but also shows that Okan's personal talent is extremely high!

Among the Bull Demon Clan, he is also one of the most talented ones.

"Mr. Okan, there is a pandaman outside the museum, and he wants to sign up for a challenge. Look..." Suddenly, a waiter from the tavern came over and whispered in Okan's ear.

"Huh? Haha, here comes another kitten." Okan grinned ferociously, without fear, and waved his hand, "Let him come, Mr. Niu, I will let him know what power is."

"Um...Okay." The waiter hesitated, but seeing Okan's ambition, he said nothing more and turned to leave.

When the audience in the tavern heard that there was another challenger, they immediately started to cheer and became noisy and lively again.

"Hahaha, will the Pandaren also come to participate in the Tournament of Power?"

"I remember that the Pandaren's battle cry is quite powerful, and their defense is also very strong, but their strength is not as good as that of ordinary bull demons, let alone Okan."

"Don't overestimate your capabilities. There is no suspense in this game. Just beat Okan without any brains."

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boom!

While everyone was talking, the door of the tavern suddenly opened.

A tall and majestic figure appeared, and pairs of eyes looked over, and then their expressions became dull.

It was a "giant panda" with muscles all over its body and an extremely majestic body.

It was so strong, like an upright giant bear, two meters tall, with huge chest muscles bulging high, eight-pack abdominal muscles arranged neatly, and two arms thick and strong, with the same muscles.

The panda has black and white fur, round ears, black eyes, and a fluffy and majestic body without any fat...it's all muscles and brushed fascia!

...so that it has nothing to do with the word "cat".

The breath of life of the third level Lord Level exudes.

puff!

One guest failed to hold back on the spot and spit out a mouthful of wine.

"Holy shit! A lord-level pandaren?"

"Is this a Pandaren? I remember that the Iron Eaters are not all chubby? Aren't they cute and cute fat bears? Am I dazzled?"

"It's so scary. Oh my God, this is the first time I've seen a panda with muscles!"

"So strong..."

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The devilish muscular pandas give people a strong sense of visual oppression. Not only are they not cute, they are super fierce, ferocious, and terrifying.

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, Lu Xun raised his legs expressionlessly, moved his majestic and strong body, and strode toward the stage.

The panda's buttocks with well-developed gluteal muscles pressed against the seat. After Damajinda sat down, he raised his thick right arm and placed his elbow on the steel platform:

"Iron-eating tribe, Xiong Da, please enlighten me!"

There was a serious look in Okan's eyes, and he said with admiration:

"Friend, although you are very strong, but within the constraints of the same life level, it is absolutely impossible for you to defeat me. The strength and talent of the Pandaren are not as good as those of our Bull Demons. They are far behind. Are you sure you want to compete? Five Just in case."

Fifty thousand Naga currency is equivalent to more than 10,000 joint coins.

After all, the opponent is a powerful lord. If he can't afford to lose and resorts to violence, Okan can't beat him.

That's why he reminded Lu Xun not to play anymore.

There is no need to compare the strength and talent between the Bull Demon Tribe and the Iron-eating Tribe, not to mention that Okan is also a "genius athlete" among the Bull Demon Tribe.

A kitten is a kitten.

Given the disparity between races, how could Okan lose?

"Come." Lu Xun raised his eyebrows at him without talking nonsense, "Don't you dare? Xiao Niu Niu."

"uh-huh!"

Okan was irritated, the cow's eyes glowed red, and the cow's temper was aroused.

He raised his arm with a bang and settled on the case:

"To give you three points of face, do you really think that I am afraid of Master Niu? Come on, let me show you what real power is!"

"Bull Demon Tribe, Okan, please enlighten me!"

The situation is tense and full of gunpowder.

The enthusiasm of the audience was aroused, and they shouted wildly, and the sound was like a wave.

An orc referee came on stage.

Two sensors were hung on their left hands.

"Both contestants, please note that the maximum life level is limited to advanced level 3. Those who lose control will be sentenced to lose. Please control your breath."

The referee looked at Lu Xun, who nodded.

He looked at Okan again and saw that the other person nodded.

So the countdown started: "Get ready, 3...2...1, start!"

"drink!"

Okan let out an explosive roar and burst out with all his strength, trying to knock down his opponent directly.

However, what shocked him was that the opponent's arm only trembled slightly and withstood his explosion without any pressure.

"How can this be?"

Okan roared again, the muscles all over his body bulged, and the blood on his thick arms surged.

【…Analysis completed! 】

【Characteristic points +3593】

["Illustrated Book·Ox Demon Clan·High"]

"It's over." Muscle Panda whispered.

"Um?"

Before Okan could react.

Suddenly, an overwhelming force of terror erupted from the panda's arm.

boom!

There is no room to contend.

In just 0.5 seconds, the back of Okan's hand hit the steel platform hard, leaving a two centimeter-deep dent.

The outcome is decided!

Even the referee was stunned for a moment. After he came to his senses, he quickly stepped forward and announced:

"Winner, Iron Eater, Big Bear!"

After the words fell, the whole hall was silent.

A heated discussion ensued, and the scene was in chaos.

"Ah? What's going on? A fake match?"

"How could the Bull Demon Tribe lose to the Pandaren? This is not an unlimited strength match."

"Damn it, Okan is defeated now?"

"God damn it, this is the first time I've seen such a fierce panda!"

"Okan's winning streak is over... It's over. I pushed him all-in and lost everything. Zhuo! Get your money back!"

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"This...how could this happen..."

Okan hurriedly looked at Lu Xun's left hand. The light of the sensor on it was still green.

This means that the opponent's life aura has not gone out of control and has been steadily suppressed at the advanced level 3.

For a time, Okan lost his mind.

"I agree." Muscle Panda cupped his hands, his voice was dull and thick, and he followed the Romans, and began to enter the humiliation stage: "This is what professional players are like? Mavericks, you still need to settle down!"

Okan: "...former, former professional player."

He explained, but it seemed pale and feeble.

How happy you are when you humiliate others, and how embarrassed you are when you are humiliated.

"Ahem, farewell."

He was so ashamed that after leaving his gambling money behind, he covered his face and retreated at a sprint speed of 100 meters, escaping from the tavern.

I am very afraid of being recognized by my brothers from the Bull Demon Tribe.

The Bull Demon Clan, which is known for its strength, actually lost to the Pandaren... He would be beaten to death by his fellow tribesmen!

But in fact, Okan lost unjustly.

Because this muscular panda is not a purebred panda, but an optimized and evolved secondary form of Lu Xun!

In the same realm, the strength talent surpasses that of the Bull Demon Clan.

In terms of pure strength, his ghost form is actually more powerful and is the strongest among all secondary forms.

Even if the opponent's physical talent is stronger than the ghost form... Lu Xun still has the ultimate form!

But the ultimate form is too bullying and unnecessary.

Bang bang bang!

The muscular panda pounded the table crazily. The panda’s face was full of meat and he shouted arrogantly:

"Who else? Cowards, come and try the power of your Grandpa Bear!"

"The iron-eating tribe is the best in the world. Who agrees and who opposes?"

“I’m going to win a hundred consecutive victories tonight, if you don’t accept it, I’ll fight!”

The sound rumbled like thunder.

The main thing is arrogance!

Everyone: "..."