The pinnacle life starting from the son-in-law

Chapter 132 One to One Tie
The young man in white at the side was stunned when he saw the two's arms, and then he couldn't help but smile.

Zhou Jisheng's arms were thick and strong, but Zhang Weiming's arms seemed too slender.

The two people put their arms on the table, and they haven't been able to compete yet. I'm afraid everyone already knows in their hearts who will win and who will lose!
Zhang Weiming looked at Zhou Jisheng's arm, then at his own, and sighed inwardly.

If he hadn't been forced, how could he, as a frail scholar, compete with these reckless men!
However, now that he has reached this point, he can only grit his teeth and stand firm.

Now, Zhang Weiming pinned all his hopes on Ye Qingqing's pills, and kept praying in his heart, a miracle will appear soon!

Seeing that the two contestants were ready, the young man in white suppressed his smile and said solemnly, "Get ready!"

As the young man in white finished speaking, the two contestants clasped their hands together and stared at each other closely.

Liu Ye yelled from the side, "Zhang Weiming, come on, you must defeat Zhou Jisheng..."

Hearing Liu Ye's voice, Zhou Jisheng sneered, "Zhang Weiming, did you hear that, Xiao Ye Zi asked you to beat me, hurry up, if you lose, it would be really embarrassing!"

Although he heard Zhou Jisheng's words, Zhang Weiming just gritted his teeth, but did not answer.

Seeing that the two of them had finished their preparations, the young man in white yelled loudly.

"start!"

As the voice of the young man in white fell, Zhou Jisheng and Zhang Weiming gritted their teeth at the same time, trying to bring each other down.

As soon as the two of them exerted their strength, the smile on Zhou Jisheng's mouth suddenly disappeared, replaced by a solemn face.

On the other hand, Zhang Weiming's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his originally nervous and pale face had turned a little red at this moment, not knowing whether it was because of exertion or some other reason.

As soon as Zhou Jisheng exerted force on his wrist, he felt something was wrong.

According to his estimation, with his strength, he only needs a sudden force to crush Zhang Weiming's wrist in one go.

However, things were not as simple as he thought.

As soon as Zhou Jisheng exerted force on his wrist, he clearly felt a huge force coming from Zhang Weiming's wrist, which was hardly weaker than his strength, coming from Zhang Weiming's thin wrist.

Zhang Weiming was not knocked down by Zhou Jisheng in the first round, so he knew that Yiye's easy pill had worked, and the effect was not bad.

Feeling this, Zhang Weiming's confidence suddenly increased, and the panic in his heart had long since disappeared without a trace. Instead, he became serious, his teeth tightened, and he kept pushing Jiali wants to win this round.

Not long after the two stalemate, cold sweat broke out on Zhou Jisheng's forehead, but it was not because he was tired, but because he was a little nervous.

I came here with the determination to win, if I lose this round, I will lose all my face.

This is not the key point. Lu Chengwu lost the last round, and he has already lost one round.

If he loses this round again, out of the five rounds, his side will lose two rounds. If he is unlucky and loses another round, wouldn't he have to worship this group of scholars as his teachers?
study what?
Would I still go to learn to write with Zhang Weiming and the others?
No, we must win!
Zhou Jisheng clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, he didn't even bother to look at Zhang Weiming, he just stared at the hands of the two of them.

The hands of the two were in a stalemate for a while, until both of them were sweating profusely, and the position of their hands moved slightly.

Although it was only a slight movement, outsiders could barely see it, but there was a hint of ecstasy in Zhou Jisheng's eyes.

Zhang Weiming's teeth clenched tighter, and the expression on his face became more cautious.

After persisting for a period of time, the wrist was a little bit to Zhang Weiming's side. Although it was only a little bit, Zhou Jisheng had already felt that although Zhang Weiming's strength was not small, it seemed to be a little bit worse than his own.

Zhang Weiming also knew this, while exerting force, he also kept cheering himself up in his heart.

Persistence is victory!

What if Zhou Jisheng suddenly loses strength?
What if Zhou Jisheng suddenly surrendered?

What if Zhou Jisheng's arm suddenly tightened?

……

In short, Zhang Weiming will never give up easily, he must persevere!
Zhang Weiming wants to win, Zhou Jisheng wants to win even more!

Due to the long time of exerting force, the faces of the two of them have become flushed, and large beads of sweat drip down their cheeks and drip down on the table.

This match was so intense that everyone was dumbfounded.

The people around who were talking about each other became completely silent at this moment, and they all stared at the hands of the two closely, wanting to know who the final winner is in such a fierce competition.

More importantly, Zhang Weiming was able to hold on for so long with such a slender arm, which is really surprising.

Wu Wei opened his mouth even more, looking at the two players in the game with disbelief.

In the previous match, Liu Chenghu's strength was higher than Lu Chengwu's. Even if Liu Chenghu won in the end, Wu Wei also believed that Lu Chengwu's strength was too weak, so the pill didn't work, allowing Liu Chenghu to win the match.

But what happened to this game?

Zhou Jisheng's power is much greater than Zhang Weiming's. Logically speaking, the effect of the pill should be stronger, right?

But how did it become like this?
Looking at the contrasting arms of the two, Wu Wei couldn't believe it, what happened in front of him was real!

What's going on, is Zhang Weiming a hidden master?
Wu Wei was sure that after Zhou Jisheng took his own pill, his strength would definitely increase a lot.

However, in this state, Zhou Jisheng couldn't even defeat Zhang Weiming?

Is it….

Wu Wei turned his head to look at Ye Qingqing in the distance, his brows furrowed even tighter.

Could it be his pills that played a role?

Doesn't that mean that his pills are more effective than his own?
How can this be?

The two people in the game are still gritting their teeth and trying to bring down each other.

Zhang Weiming was already drenched in sweat, even his back was soaked, and his physical strength had dropped even more.

Although he still gritted his teeth and persisted, due to the long-term exertion of his wrist, his wrist had already become unconscious, and involuntarily, it trembled suddenly.

Although it was only a weak tremor, Zhou Jisheng, who was wrestling with him, immediately noticed it.

Zhou Jisheng was overjoyed. Although his wrist didn't knock down the opponent, he knew Zhang Weiming was going to die after the opponent's wrist trembled just now.

Sure enough, Zhou Jisheng's guess was correct. Not long after, the wrists that were in a stalemate tilted slightly towards Zhang Weiming's side.

Although the tilting speed is very slow, it can already be seen.

Although Zhang Weiming was still gritting his teeth and persevering, trying his best to increase his strength, his strength was inferior to others. No matter how hard he exerted himself, he could not save the defeat.

His wrist was tipping over little by little, and after a short while, Zhang Weiming's hand was firmly pressed down on the table by Zhou Jisheng.

Zhou Jisheng looked at Zhang Weiming with burning eyes, and wanted to taunt a few words, but it took too long just now, his voice was hoarse and uncomfortable, and he couldn't speak for a while, and he didn't even bother to retract his arms, so he could only stay there. Stop breathing.

Zhang Weiming was so tired that he was wheezing and wheezing continuously. He felt like a balloon that had run out of air all over his body, and he had no more strength.

"Ah, I won..."

The silence in the arena was soon disturbed by the cheers of a commoner who was watching.

As the first sound sounded, more and more exclamations sounded one after another.

The young man in white looked at the arms on the table of the two in amazement, for a moment, he even forgot to announce the result of the competition.

Wu Chuanxin stood up abruptly and shouted with excitement.

"Zhou Jisheng, you won, good job, you didn't embarrass our brother..."

Wu Wei at the side secretly wiped off his cold sweat, applauding inwardly.

After the two people in the field gasped for a while, they retracted their arms.

Zhou Jisheng wanted to wave his arms to cheer, but his right arm was so sore and uncomfortable that he could hardly use any strength, so he had to forcefully lift his left arm, wave it vigorously above his head, and shouted in a hoarse voice.

"I won……."

Hearing Zhou Jisheng's voice, the young man in white came back to his senses and hurriedly said loudly.

"My son announces that Zhou Jisheng has won this round."

Following the announcement of the young man in white, there was a burst of cheers from Su Chuanxin's side.

Zhang Weiming stood up with a face full of reluctance, and was about to go back, when Liu Ye quickly walked in front of him and said with a smile.

"Brother Zhang, you are really good. You just came close to defeating Zhou Jisheng, hmph! If someone else is competing with you this time, I'm afraid you have already won."

Hearing that Liu Ye did not blame him, Zhang Weiming was overjoyed, "Liu Ye, am I not ashamed to lose?"

Liu Ye waved her little hand, "Although it's still a bit embarrassing, but for the sake of your hard work, I won't blame you this time, go back and rest."

Zhang Weiming nodded, dragged his right arm, and walked towards his seat.

As soon as he came to his seat, Su Chengzhi immediately gave him a thumbs up, "Zhang Weiming, great job, you've managed to last so long in the match against Zhou Jisheng, it's amazing!"

Zhang Weiming shook his head with a wry smile, "What's so great about me, Mr. Ye's medicine works."

Speaking of this, Zhang Weiming paused for a moment before continuing, "If I didn't have Mr. Ye's medicine, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hold on for a moment, and I would be defeated by Zhou Jisheng."

After hearing Zhang Weiming's words, Su Chengzhi's eyes lit up immediately, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at Ye Qingqing, with a sudden desire to win in his heart.

"Master Ye, do you think we can win next?"

……

Zhou Jisheng returned to the front line and received warm cheers.

Lu Chengwu stepped forward and squeezed Zhou Jisheng's right arm to relieve his sore right arm.

Zhou Jisheng turned his head to look at Wu Chuanxin, and said with a smile, "Boss, fortunately, I did not disgrace my life, and I finally managed to win the round."

Wu Chuanxin laughed and nodded, "Zhou Jisheng, good job, after you win this match, we will become one to one, a tie."

Having said that, Wu Chuanxin paused before continuing, "Next, we only need to win two more games to win this game!"

After hearing Wu Chuanxin's words, Jin Haixiong immediately yelled, "Boss, we still have three players, and it's really easy for us to win two more games against them."

Having said that, Jin Haixiong paused, turned his head to look at the fat man Li Zhongjian on the opposite side, and then continued, "Boss, let me play this game, I want to give that fat man some color and let him know, I'm not easy to mess with."

At this moment, Wu Chuanxin was in a good mood. From Zhou Jisheng's match, it could be seen that there was only one opponent, Liu Chenghu, who was not bad, and the rest, hehe, were absolutely vulnerable!
Wu Chuanxin nodded in satisfaction after hearing Jin Haixiong's words.

Fatty Li on the opposite side is a timid and cowardly guy. If he has the ability to send Jin Haixiong up, he will definitely be able to clean up Fatty Li with ease.

At that time, my side will have won two rounds in a row, haha...

"Jin Haixiong, I will let you go up in the next game. Remember, you must win this game for me, understand?"

After hearing Wu Chuanxin's words, Jin Haixiong was overjoyed immediately, nodded hurriedly, and said loudly, "Don't worry, Boss, there is absolutely no problem. If you fight with Fatty Li, I will let him have a hand. There is no problem."

Hearing Jin Haixiong's assurance, Wu Chuanxin nodded in satisfaction and said in a deep voice.

"Jin Haixiong, you go there!"

Jin Haixiong responded, turned around and strode towards the table on the playing field.

When he came to the table, Jin Haixiong looked at the middle of the fat man, and said with a sneer, "Fatty Li, do you dare to compare with me?"

Hearing Jin Haixiong's provocation, Li Zhongjian suddenly became furious, stood up abruptly, and said angrily.

"Golden file, Bijibi, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Seeing that Li Zhongjian was about to pass, Su Chengzhi hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold him, and asked in a low voice, "Li Zhongjian, don't worry, let's discuss who should be sent to fight?"

Li Zhongjian turned his head to look at Su Chengzhi, and said angrily, "Boss, what are you talking about? Jin File wants me to compete with him. Am I afraid of him?"

After Yun Haifeng heard what the two said, he hurriedly said, "Now there are only three of us left. Otherwise, let me deal with the golden file."

"no!"

As soon as Yun Haifeng finished speaking, Li Zhongjian flatly refused, "No, the golden file obviously asked me to compete with him. How can you go up there? It's as if I'm afraid of him!"

Su Chengzhi looked at Li Zhongjian, then at the thinner Yun Haifeng, and sighed in his heart, "Or, let Li Zhongjian go!"

Hearing Su Chengzhi's words, the fat man Li Zhongjian was overjoyed and said with a smile, "Don't worry, the golden file is definitely not my opponent."

Having said that, Li Zhongjian paused for a moment before continuing, "We will definitely win this game!"

Hearing this, Su Chengzhi stepped forward and patted Li Zhongjian on the shoulder, sighed, "Li Zhongjian, do your best, even if you lose, we won't blame you, understand?"

After hearing Su Chengzhi's words, Li Zhongjian shook his head, "Boss, don't worry, with Mr. Ye's pills, we will definitely win this round!"

After saying this, Li Zhongjian immediately turned around and walked towards the table in the middle of the venue.

Zhang Weiming looked at Su Chengzhi's worried face, and said with a busy smile, "Boss, you don't have to worry, Mr. Ye's medicine is really effective.

Zhou Jisheng's strength is so strong, after taking Ye Gongzi's medicine, I am only a little weaker than Zhou Jisheng's strength.

Jin Haixiong's strength is far inferior to Zhou Jisheng's. I believe that Li Zhongjian should be able to win. "

(End of this chapter)