Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei wants to reach a perfect ending

The way they were going to compete was arm wrestling, which was the simplest and most direct contest of strength, and could also determine the winner most intuitively.

The two men's right hands were clasped together, but just looking at their appearance, they could see a huge difference.

Lu Mingfei's right arm is similar to that of a normal person, but it seems a little thin compared to a mixed-race person. On the other hand, Uesugi Yue's sturdy arms are covered with muscles, and at first glance they look full of unparalleled strength.

"Remember to walk out after you lose and don't bother me again."

Uesugi Yue looked at Lu Mingfei opposite with his golden pupils and reiterated his request.

“Promises have the same effect on both parties. Besides, popping champagne at halftime is a big taboo on the court.” Lu Mingfei’s eyes sparkled with bright gold.

In the blink of an eye, the two men's right hands were tightly pressed together, and they output their strength to each other through the narrow contact area between their palms.

For them, this kind of confrontation did not involve any skills, it was just the most primitive confrontation of mixed-race power.

The table under their elbows made a creaking sound just from the aftermath of the confrontation, as if it would shatter into pieces of sawdust in the next moment.

Both sides continued to stimulate the power of the dragon blood in their bodies. The hot dragon blood rushed rapidly in their bodies, providing their bodies with a constant supply of huge power, which was then transmitted to their hands in an attempt to press down the opponent's hands.

Uesugi Yue clenched his teeth, a ferocious look appeared on his face, his golden pupils became brighter in an instant, and the dragon blood in his body surged, giving him several times the strength.

He pressed towards Lu Mingfei with overwhelming force, and in an instant he lowered Lu Mingfei's right hand by 30 degrees, almost bringing it close to the table.

"Kid, admit defeat, or your hand will break when I press it down."

Uesugi Yue's voice reached Lu Mingfei's ears. Although Lu Mingfei was very powerful, the gap between him and him was still huge. In his eyes, Lu Mingfei had no chance of winning.

But he felt guilty towards the Chinese from beginning to end, so he did not immediately break Lu Mingfei's arm, but gave him a choice.

But Lu Mingfei smiled when he heard this, "Sure enough, the physical strength granted by bloodline alone is not enough to defeat the strongest person in the past."

The next moment, fine dragon scales continued to grow from Lu Mingfei's right arm. Light golden dragon scales emerged from Lu Mingfei's skin one by one, and then covered his entire right arm at an extremely fast speed.

Uesugi Yue's eyes widened in shock, "Deadpool transformation!"

He didn't understand why Lu Mingfei had to constantly stimulate his bloodline in order to win, even to the point of becoming Deadpool.

"If you don't stop, you'll become a monster like Deadpool. Your teacher should have taught you that!"

Uesugi Yue couldn't help but remind him in the end, that as a ramen chef for so many years, he still had a bit of kindness left for his customers.

"You don't need to worry, Master Uesugi Yue. My bloodline is stable and there won't be any problems even if I take that unreliable evolutionary medicine."

Lu Mingfei was not worried at all. His eyes were full of calmness, nothing like the crazy look he had before he transformed into the hybrid Deadpool.

"But a shocking reversal is about to happen. It's a rare opportunity to release the power. Master Uesugi Yue must not fall down at the first touch."

The golden pupils in Lu Mingfei's eyes suddenly dimmed at this moment, returning to their original pure black color, appearing extremely calm, and such eyes made Shang Shanyue's heart jump the moment he saw them.

This was an emotion he hadn't felt in years - fear!

As the Shadow King, only other hybrids would feel fear when they saw him, but he never expected that one day he would be able to feel this emotion as well.

"This is a new era, but the old man's ship is still the largest ship in the new era."

Uesugi Yue gave up trying to persuade him, as kind words could not persuade a dying ghost. He could only use the absolute difference in power to make Lu Mingfei understand that even if he turned into Deadpool at all costs, it would not be of any use.

The arm covered with dragon scales once again competed with Shangshan Yue, but this time Shangshan Yue was surprised to find that no matter how much strength he used, he could not push Lu Mingfei's arm down even a little bit.

This short distance seemed like an insurmountable chasm to him.

"Since Master Uesugi Yue's turn is over, it is now my turn. I choose to summon the strongman Lu Mingfei."

Lu Mingfei bared his teeth, made a card-drawing gesture with his left hand, and then all his strength burst out from his right hand in an instant.

The situation on the field was overturned in an instant. Uesugi Yue had already pressed Lu Mingfei to his side of the table and was only one step away from victory, but now the situation was turned around by Lu Mingfei in an instant.

Lu Mingfei pressed Uesugi Yue's sturdy right hand tightly against the table on his side in an instant, and no matter how much strength Uesugi Yue used, he could not break free.

"I think the winner has been decided at this moment." Lu Mingfei looked at Uesugi Yue with a smile. The fine scales on his arms gradually faded away at this time. He was waiting for Uesugi Yue to face his failure.

At this time, a college girl in a JK school uniform came bouncing over. She looked like a student who had just finished her evening class at the University of Tokyo.

"Wow! Uncle, you guys are arm wrestling. But you are so strong, I didn't expect that you were still defeated by this guy."

After hearing the girl's words, the golden color in Uesugi Yue's eyes faded. He thought about his physical condition and a bitter smile appeared on his face. There was nothing he could do about it, as he was already in his twilight years.

Even the king in the past is now nothing more than a coward who is suffering from a serious illness and trying to survive.

"Alas." He sighed. The fiery golden color in his eyes faded away completely. The dragon blood in his body also returned to silence. He no longer tried to increase his strength to break free from Lu Mingfei's hands.

"I lost." Uesugi Yue completely gave up resistance. The aura of the former underworld overlord on his face disappeared, and he turned into a decadent old man.

"Uncle, it's okay. Although you lost, I think the ramen you made is the most delicious. No one can surpass you!" The college girl made a cheering gesture to Uesugi Yue.

A slight smile appeared on Uesugi Yue's originally somewhat depressed face, with a look of enlightenment on his face.

"That's right, I just lost here. Anyway, I lost once a long time ago, so it doesn't matter if I lose again."

"Now I am the best ramen chef behind the University of Tokyo."

As Uesugi Yue spoke, the dejected look on his face disappeared, and the person standing here now was no longer the former Shadow Emperor, but the current ramen master.

"Yeah!" The college girl nodded vigorously to show her agreement with him, but a little panic appeared on her face after she looked at the text message on her mobile phone.

"Oh no, oh no, the next evening class is about to start."

She turned to look at Uesugi Yue, "Uncle, I want your best Kyoto ramen to be packed. Please hurry up, class is about to start."

"Don't worry, I'll be done in two minutes. Kyoto ramen is what I'm best at."

Uesugi Yue patted his chest confidently and assured him, while putting a handful of noodles into the noodle pot.

Lu Mingfei watched silently from the side. He won the game, but did not propose the winner's conditions to Uesugi Yue at this time. He just sat on the bench again.