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Chapter 1310

Of course, Zhao Quan didn't participate in the competition to bully the small for fun, and he wasn't that bored. He just wanted to see the bodies of those contestants with his own eyes. If there were any contestants who were too strong, he would naturally pay special attention to them.

As for the three-hundred-pound fat man standing opposite him, he wasn't even in the mood for curiosity.

Because he has already seen it, this guy is not physically strong, but his weight is strong, and his cultivation base is still weak. It should be that he has not been a monk for a long time, and his thinking is still concentrated at the stage where weight equals strength, so Zhao Quan is too lazy to pay attention to him, just look around.

Fatty was despised at that time, and felt very upset.

"Hey, I'm competing with you. What are you looking around for? Do you think this is a beauty pageant? You can see bikinis everywhere?"

Zhao Quan was still looking around, just waving his hand casually to dismiss Fatty, "Well, you're right, what you said makes sense, okay."

good?What's good?The fat man was irritated by Zhao Quan's perfunctory attitude, how can there be such a bastard!

"I warn you, please respect the game, respect the ring, and respect your opponent. This is the most basic courtesy of a human being!"

Zhao Quan was dumbfounded by the fat man's words, and he just looked around. How could this be rude?

But since Fatty cares so much about being polite, that's fine, then he'll be polite to Er Liang.

It happened that there was no suitable candidate around, so Zhao Quan turned to look at Fatty, "We can start now."

The fat man also became agitated, threw off his two big thick legs, and ran towards Zhao Quange humming.

Moreover, he had accumulated spiritual power on his shoulders, ready to knock Zhao Quan over directly with his shoulders.

He even thought it through, and after knocking Zhao Quan off the stage at once, he raised his victor's arm and roared, "Ben Lei Chong!" The so-called Ben Lei Chong is his own name, In order to appear more majestic.

After all, people are fatter, and it is not easy to find a partner, so if it is cooler, it may still attract others' attention.

It's just that his vision is beautiful, but the reality is so cruel that he wants to stick his head in his pants because it's too embarrassing.

He ran with great vigor and majesty, but Zhao Quan calmly stepped aside.

Then he rushed down the ring without looking back due to inertia, and he couldn't stop, he rushed directly to the ring next door, and directly stunned the two contestants who were preparing for the competition— —

"Why, you brought a helper with you during the game?"

"Fart, you obviously brought this, so you still rely on me?"

The fat man was very embarrassed, his face flushed red with shame, "Then what, I'm sorry, I'm, I'm next door..."

Zhao Quan curled his lips, expressing his sympathy for what happened to the fat man, but only sympathy.

He still has a lot of things to do, how can he have time to talk to Fatty too much.

Standing on the ring, while waiting for his next opponent, Zhao Quan also paid attention to the other monks in the arena.

Not to mention, he really only saw a few good ones, who were physically strong and looked unique.

Of course, this kind of strength is also relative. Compared with him... those people are like dirt, they will shatter when touched.

But this does not prevent others from having methods or ideas that he has not understood, so he is still looking forward to it.

While paying attention, someone yelled at Zhao Quan: "Are you a crooked neck or a squinting eye, I'm here!"

Zhao Quan turned his head to glance at the new opponent on the ring, and then continued to look into the distance.

This product is not good, it would be great if the body is as strong as the mouth, but it is a pity that the sugar cane is not as sweet as the two ends.

Zhao Quan didn't respond, this burly guy was quite upset, but he was very strong, he belonged to the first batch of monks among the original residents!
"Today I will let you know how cruel it is to underestimate the price of your opponent!"

Yes, it was indeed quite cruel. Just as he rushed forward with vigorous swings of his fists, Zhao Quan kicked him away as soon as he lifted his legs.

It's so strong, it can fly without using spiritual power, and it can fly hundreds of meters outside the arena, which is so strong that it attracts people's attention.

But those who watched were very curious in their hearts, how useless he is to be kicked away by someone...

Zhao Quan was not in the mood to deal with this, and just continued to look for a suitable target. As for the opponent...that was used to send him down.

So it was enough for Zhao Quan to stand for a while, as long as he could make it to the rematch, he would go on stage after the rematch to see the selected elites, but right now he wanted to find his own goal.

There was a short man in front of him, in his thirties, he was only less than 1.6 meters tall, and he was really tough and thin.

But this man looks very strong, the key is that Zhao Quan can still see that his body is really good.

So Zhao Quan came to him, "Let's chat for a while?"

The thin man glanced at him, but he didn't seem to be provocative, "What are you talking about?"

Of course they were talking about body training, so Zhao Quan directly asked him how he cultivated to be so strong.

But the thin man had a smile on his face, "I'm not strong at all, I'm weak, don't you dare to go on stage without looking at me?"

Zhao Quan smiled, "You are so humble. If you were weak, I wouldn't come to you. Shake your hand?"

Only then did the thin man stare at Zhao Quan seriously, and he understood that Zhao Quan was also a potential opponent, very threatening.

So instead of fighting on stage in the future, it is better to try it now, so that you can always know what you want.

So the next moment, he stretched out his hand and shook Zhao Quanshen's hand in front of him.

Shaking hands is of course not just a formality, but also a test of strength.

This kind of strength is not only physical, but also with the blessing of spiritual power, he can judge Zhao Quan's strength when combined.

But Zhao Quan obviously didn't think about it. Zhao Quan's thinking was very simple, even so simple that it was a bit rude.

At the first moment of shaking hands, he began to read the memory of this person.

Of course, he was not so bored as to spy on someone's privacy, just wanted to know how this person cultivated his body.

From the memory reading, Zhao Quan successfully learned about this person's body training method.

It's not bad, it's body tempering through spiritual skills, which will make the spirit temper the body over and over again, which is barely equivalent to the super-shrunk version of Tianlei tempering the body, so the effect is also quite different.

Zhao Quan didn't like this method at all, and it was of no use to him, so he shook hands and left.

At this time, the thin man sat on the stool in amazement, thinking that Zhao Quan was so weird, as if he had talked about something just now, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't remember anything, but since he couldn't remember anything, So why shake hands again?

The thin man sat on the stool, lost in thought.

Of course he didn't know that after Zhao Quan read his memory, he erased the part of the exchange just now.

Since this person's body training method is useless to him, he naturally doesn't want to make extra troubles, so let the skinny man act like nothing happened before!

After leaving the thin man's side, Zhao Quan went to another monk whom he had taken a fancy to before.

His purpose is to find those who are stronger than others among these people, and seek their body training methods, so as to enlighten his own body training ideas, but it looks a little pitiful, and he has been busy for a long time, but it is in vain.

But Zhao Quan is not in a hurry, he believes that as long as he sees more people, there will always be someone who can bring him fresh ideas.

And on the seventh day of the competition, he finally met someone who he thought was likely to bring him fresh ideas...

(End of this chapter)