Chapter 9: If once is not enough, then twice; if twice is not enough...

  Many people think that although Qianjin can fight, he is afraid of losing, so he didn't participate in the ranking competition.

  Luo Lin had a different feeling towards this roommate and friend. He always felt that Qian Jin didn't participate in the level department's strength ranking battle, not because he was afraid of losing, but because he simply didn't bother to fight, or rather, he looked down on this so-called age ranking.

  This was a strange feeling, and Rowan himself couldn't quite put his finger on why he had it; in the end, he chalked it up to merchant's instinct.

  No one in the room dared to take action to teach Qianjin a lesson, the only way was to bet, hoping that the rough cow Rudy would not perform abnormally again in the wrist-wrestling match and lose to Qianjin.

  As long as the fierce cow wins with dry strength, it is enough to make him lose face without even having to fight.

  "I bet five coppers!"

  "I pressed seven copper coins..."

  Listening to the sounds rising and falling in the room, he felt a thrill of excitement in his heart. Although he didn't know what this virtual game "Infinite World" was all about, practicing iron forging had indeed greatly increased his strength, surpassing even that of the mighty Rudolph.

  Luolin's face was filled with great joy, and he understood Gan Jing's intentions. He knew that Gan Jing dared to speak like this, obviously having the confidence of winning.

  Luo Lin's mind was filled with doubts, Qian Jin could win with brute force, but it shouldn't be possible for him to win so easily against Ludi. Had the two of them reached some kind of agreement to deceive people?

  Qian Jin once again propped his elbow on the table, Rudy looked at Qian Jin's not-so-large palm, took a deep breath, and calmed down his mind. He adjusted his body's strength, and with a loud thud, his right elbow slammed onto the table, making a dull sound. His five thick fingers stretched outwards, propping himself up with all his might, as he shouted: "Come on! This time I must win!"

  Everyone in the room watched as the two palms clasped together again, holding their breath with bated eyes to see clearly the outcome of this round of arm-wrestling.

  As the referee, Roland took a deep breath and swung his arm down sharply, shouting: "Start..."

  Luolin's words still echoed in the room, and Man Niu felt his arm being pushed down onto the table by a huge force, without even having the ability to resist during the process.

  Bang!

  The desktop once again transmitted the doctor's crisp and hard collision sound, Rudy's back of the hand came into close contact with the desktop for the second time, the powerful impact force made the four legs of the table tremble again, wanting to leave the ground.

  This time, except for Qianjin and Luolin, everyone else in the room fell back into a stunned and frozen state, as if they had all been cast with petrification magic by the Magic Class, not moving at all.

  Won! Qianjin won again, more decisively than last time. With Rudy having made thorough preparations and everyone watching with wide eyes, he directly and easily defeated Rudy, who was ranked third in the brutal strength ranking, in an instant.

  The several-dozen-square-meter room fell silent once again, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. This outcome was truly beyond everyone's expectations.

  Strength and fighting are different. Fighting may involve mistakes or unexpected performances, but arm-wrestling is a straightforward competition without any shortcuts.

  Man Bull Rudy was more shocked than anyone else, his eyes wide open like a cow's eyes, the previous test was already very serious, all his strength gathered in his arms, even if he used both hands together on an ordinary day, it's unlikely that he could win instantly.

  "Was I dreaming?" Bullied Rudy felt the pain of his hand hitting the table and shook his head repeatedly to deny his own speculation, for he knew that dreams wouldn't bring about physical pain.

  Rudi carefully measured the dryness, if it was a real battle to cut and lose to his opponent, that would be normal, but this is compared to losing to him in arm wrestling, even if Mr. Rodrigues knew about it, he would probably be shocked with his jaw dropped.

  "We won! Haha! Qianjin really won!"

  A group of students who had lost money in a game, at this moment couldn't care less about the loss, jumped down from their beds one after another, continuously raising their hands and excitedly shouting.

  Luolin looked at several classmates excitedly, happily collecting all the copper plates they had won. The joy of winning was secondary, but the fact that Qianjin could beat Rudie in arm-wrestling was truly an exciting thing. After all, Rudie had been holding onto third place in the grade's strength rankings for a long time, and even the second- and third-year seniors couldn't help but acknowledge his brute strength.

  "How could I lose?" The barbaric cow's elbow smashed heavily onto the desktop once again, causing the four legs of the table to jump off the ground: "No way! One more time! I might not have been ready just now."

  "Still want to come?" Qian Jin looked at the bulging purse on Luo Lin's waist, then at the relatively thin purses of the others and shook his head: "Forget it, we're not all rich kids, let's not waste the money our families gave us."

  "Once more, one last time."

  The barbaric bull-like Rudie stared straight at Qianjin, as if to say that if you don't come and try again with me, I won't let you leave, his eyes flashing with a warrior's determination.

  "Once more?" Qian Jin asked tentatively.

  Rudi nodded: "One last time."

  "Alright... one last time." His elbow firmly planted on the desk again: "Are you ready? Ready... set... go..."

  Bang!

  Rudi felt a burning pain on the back of his hand, as if someone had just slammed it against a tree trunk.

  Third consecutive instant victory... The warrior students in the house looked at the scene before their eyes, and suddenly they all had a numb feeling. The shock of the previous three times was already starting to feel numb after the same situation played out three times in a row.

  Others may have been numb, but Rudy himself was not numb. This third defeat had his heart racing continuously. Others might not know, but he knew very well that in order to win over Qianjin, at the moment of wrist-wrestling, he had even used up all his Dou Qi. As a result, the Dou Qi that had just burst out within him hadn't fully exerted its power when it was already defeated by Qianjin.

  The Doujin, a warrior's unique skill that can instantly boost one's physical strength and overall abilities! Rudy had intended to use the Doujin even if it meant being discovered, but he never thought that his own Doujin wouldn't be fully unleashed before being overpowered by Kaneki's brute force.

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