Master Lu came to Xiao Fan. He looked at Xiao Fan with a serious face: "Looking at your young age, I didn't expect that you are also a martial arts practitioner. Today I want to see how capable you are."
Xiao Fan said with a smile: "I only know a little about self-defense, not even a superficial knowledge."
"What? Do you mean you want to beg for mercy?" Master Lu looked at Xiao Fan coldly.
Xiao Fan smiled and looked around: "There are so many people here today. If I really beg for mercy, where will I save my face?"
"Hmph! You still know how to save face. When you kneel down to me and beg for mercy later, I will see if you still want to save face." Master Lu was a little proud when he saw that Xiao Fan was so afraid of him and thought he was afraid of him.
Got up.
Xiao Fan looked at him: "Well, there are more people here today. As you know, martial arts practitioners like us don't want to expose ourselves to the public. Let's have a small competition. Don't make too much noise.
What do you think?"
"I think you are afraid of death?" Master Lu glanced at Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan shook his head: "You misunderstood. Although you are indeed somewhat capable, you want to defeat me..."
At this he shook his head.
Master Lu looked at him with a displeased expression: "You dare to speak so shamelessly when you are about to die!"
Xiao Fan smiled and said: "Well, how about we compete in arm wrestling?"
"Arm wrestling?" Master Lu obviously didn't expect Xiao Fan to compete with him in this way.
He snorted coldly: "Who do you think you are? If you say arm-wrestling, I will arm-wrestle with you?"
Xiao Fan: "Are you afraid? If you are really afraid, I can just let you go, so that others won't say that I bully you, an old man."
"What a joke!" Master Lu said angrily: "I have been practicing for decades, but I am afraid of you, a brat who is still young? Let's compete! Who is afraid of whom?"
Xiao Fan looked around and looked at a small car parked over there: "Okay, let's go and arm-wrestle on the hood of that car."
"Let's go!" Master Lu also knew that making a big fuss would bring trouble to him, so he agreed to Xiao Fan's request.
The two of them came to the front of the car and prepared to arm-wrestle.
Zhao Siming came to Master Lu and said, "Master Lu, why are you wasting this time with him? Wouldn't it be over if you just deal with him? If anything happens, I will take care of it for you, so you don't need to be responsible."
Master Lu looked at Xiao Fan coldly: "I want to see what other tricks he can pull off today. Let me tell you, if you lose later, you will destroy your muscles and veins, otherwise I will definitely not be able to spare you!"
Xiao Fan smiled and said: "No problem, you have the final say."
"Come on!" Master Lu said and put his elbow on the hood of the car.
Bang! The moment he put his hand on it, the hood of the car sank a layer.
When Xiao Fan saw this scene, he just smiled and said nothing more.
He then put his elbow on the hood of the car, and their hands came together.
When Zhao Siming saw that they insisted on fighting, he had no choice but to watch from the sidelines.
"I'll count one, two, three, and we'll start." Master Lu looked at Xiao Fan and said.
Xiao Fan: "Okay, you have the final say."
"One!" Master Lu started counting.
"two!"
The people around them were a little confused when they saw them suddenly raising their arms, not knowing what they were going to do.
"Three!" Master Lu gave the order, and the two men exerted force on their hands instantly!
Bang! The moment they exerted their strength, the tires of the car were even burst!
People around were shocked!
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Separator————Because I have something urgent at home, I can only write this much today, sorry.