The system gave me ten trillion yuan to force me to become a male god

Flat shoulders, wide back, male dog waist, six-pack abs, mermaid lines, every muscle line appears flawless, just like sculptures carved by the top western medieval artists.

Zhou Chen's muscle shape is not the kind of lumpy, bulging and bloated type, but full of aesthetic streamlines, but it can make people feel clearly full of powerful explosive power.

When everyone sees this body of muscles, an image of 'Sun God' emerges inexplicably in their minds.

Zhou Chen's figure is too perfect, as charming as the high sun god, people can't look away, and dare not get close.

"Oh my God, this man's muscles are too... so beautiful. I just want to say, brother, I can do it. Don't take a bath in the future. I'll just lick it clean."

"I really want to sleep with this figure. If this boy can be my boyfriend, I won't change it for a rich man with a net worth of over [-] million. I'm too greedy for a muscular little milk dog."

"Is there any sister who knows all the information about this little brother! I will give you milk tea for a week, I love it so much."

The only thing that can attract girls at first glance is your appearance. Either you are handsome enough, or you have a good figure. When Zhou Chen showed his figure, the audience's reputation instantly changed one-sidedly.

Almost all the girls are starting to stand in line for Zhou Chen, and the words of praise in their mouths are full of praise, and they are directly transformed into masters of rainbow fart.

If it wasn't for Zhou Chen already on stage, many daring girls would have rushed straight up to ask for WeChat.

"Is Xiao Zhou's figure so good? I didn't know it before." Ye Jiameng blushed and stared at Zhou Chen's abdominal muscles, not willing to look away at all.

The small mouth opened slightly unconsciously, and both hands clenched tightly.

A man's muscles are the C medicine for a woman. Ye Jiameng, who has already regarded Zhou Chen as her boyfriend, must be the one who has the best chance to touch Zhou Chen's good figure.

Thinking of this, Ye Jiameng was shy and looking forward to it, she had never touched a boy's body at such a big age.

"I really want to touch Xiao Zhou's abdominal muscles..."

【Ye Jiameng's favorability towards you +2】

Fang Fanren was a little confused. Zhou Chen's move really made him think that even if he had practiced Taekwondo for so many years, his figure was not as stunning as Zhou Chen's.

It was so amazing that Fang Fan felt a little jealous in his heart, why!Why is such a good figure not on me? Even if I beat Zhou Chen now, I guess I won't be able to leave a deep impression on the girls at the scene.

After Zhou Chen changed into his taekwondo uniform and walked to the middle of the competition area, Fang Fan also changed into his taekwondo uniform. The two stood opposite each other, and a referee who couldn't hold back had already come out beside him to preside over the competition that was not in the process.

"No matter what grievances you have, you still have to be careful when you shoot. When someone of you plans to make a cruel move, I will stop it." The referee said impartially.

When he said these words, his eyes were on Fang Fan the whole time, and it was obvious that he was talking to him specifically.

Fang Fan was already full of anger, and he had no patience to listen to others say this. When the referee said "start", he immediately rushed to Zhou Chen's place like a tiger out of the cage.

"Let you see how powerful I am!"

crush!I have to KO Zhou Chen with the momentum of crushing, and let this guy know what the real power of the second-degree black belt is like!
Seeing that there were only three steps away from Zhou Chen, Fang Fan kicked in the air and sideways towards Zhou Chen.

This kick was made with all his strength, Fang Fan was confident that as long as Fan Zhou Chen was kicked by him, even if he didn't lose his mobility on the spot, he would fall to the ground and be unable to get up again for a while.

He couldn't wait to see the scene of Zhou Chen, the stubborn keyboard man, lying on the ground begging for mercy and admitting defeat.

However, in the next second, Zhou Chen took a nimble step back and easily avoided Fang Fan's active attack.

"What?" Fang Fan was stunned, how could someone dodge the speed of his kick, even if his strength was comparable, he couldn't do it.

Without waiting for the other party to react, Zhou Chen precisely grabbed Fang Fan's ankle and swung it down. The other party suddenly couldn't control his body and fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, a black shadow descended from the sky and kicked Fang Fan in the chest, but it was Zhou Chen's kick. Fang Fan didn't react at all and rolled out on the spot. He rolled two or three meters away before barely stopped.

But even so, he was already very embarrassed.

"Uh..." Fang Fan, who was lying on the ground, clutched his chest and couldn't help crying. The strength of Zhou Chen's kick was not light, and his physique alone couldn't bear it.

At this moment, I only feel a dull pain in the bone in the chest, I don't know if it is broken, I am afraid that it is really like what Zhou Chen said, I need to go to the hospital to take a good look.

In fact, what Fang Fan didn't know was that Zhou Chen only used six percent of his strength for this kick. If he really broke out with all his strength, Fang Fan's life would have to be lost here on the spot today.

The power from an athlete-level physical fitness is not a vegetarian.

"Little brother won? It's so easy!"

"It's outrageous, what is the origin of this guy, he can easily defeat Fang Fan with one kick, so his strength must be above the second-degree black belt."

"Do you think this person is very similar to Brother Ye Wen, who was hit by Douyin not long ago, the one who hit ten?"

Everyone was looking forward to the duel between Zhou Chen and Fang Fan. In their original imagination, Zhou Chen would definitely not be Fang Fan's opponent.

But I didn't expect that the development of things exceeded everyone's expectations. Zhou Chen not only won, but also won very easily. He only made two movements in the whole process, which was easier than chopping melons and vegetables.

"Fang Fan is really weak. It seems that Taekwondo is nothing more than that. Even a second-degree black belt can't beat an ordinary person."

"The things passed down from the Bangzi Kingdom are indeed some tricks and embroidered legs. They are used for performances, and they can't be on the stage at all."

Hearing the ridicule and sarcasm from the college students on the sidelines, the faces of the taekwondo players standing in the crowd turned livid in an instant.

They are all people who have spent many years immersing themselves in this martial arts, and who can be invited to participate in this Jiangnan region trials, which one is not a genius in taekwondo.

What I have practiced for many years is ridiculed and slandered by so many people, no one will feel good after hearing it.

"Peng Chang, this kid is the one I told you about. Ye Jiameng is standing over there." Among the crowd, Zhao Tianhe gritted his teeth angrily and said to a young man standing next to him.

Earlier in the small trading market, because he was inferior to Zhou Chen in strength, he was ashamed in front of Ye Jiameng. He thought it was over like this, but he didn't expect to see Zhou Chen again at this moment.

Zhao Tianhe couldn't bear the fact that the opponent easily won the victory under the circumstances that everyone was watching and enjoyed the cheers from all the girls.

But he had no choice but to complain angrily.

"He is Ye Jiameng's boyfriend. It's interesting. Let me meet him and avenge you." Peng Chang said proudly with his arms folded.