303: Chapter 303: Go Back, Don’t Be a Coward (First Update) 303: Chapter 303: Go Back, Don’t Be a Coward (First Update) “What are you all waiting for?
Beat him already,” Zhao Fen roared.
Suddenly, everyone’s gaze fell on Zhang Fan once again.
When they saw the relaxed expression on Zhang Fan’s face as he held the barbell, they were stunned.
Damn, has he been holding the barbell on his shoulders since Zhao Fen got knocked out?
This, it’s been almost a minute, right?
Isn’t he tired?
The scoring coach also snapped back to reality and hurriedly said, “Lift number three at eighty-five kilograms is good; you can put the barbell down now.”
Zhang Fan curled his lips, then lifted the barbell over his head again, exerted a little force with his hands, bent his waist, and gently placed the barbell on the ground.
This movement, witnessed by everyone, was like a bolt from the blue.
Heavens, is that really eighty-five kilograms?
It’s as if he’s lifting a wooden stick.
He placed it on the ground without making a sound, which made his performance seem worlds apart from the other competitors from Z City.
The athletes from Z City watching this scene were also dumbfounded.
They knew all too well the amount of effort required to achieve such a feat.
At this moment, they couldn’t help but doubt, that barbell, the hell, could it be fake?
Immediately, someone stepped forward; he wanted to see for himself if the barbell really weighed eighty-five kilograms.
The moment he grabbed the barbell, his expression changed instantly.
Damn, it’s so heavy.
However, he didn’t give up, it’s just eighty-five kilograms after all, he could lift it, too.
“Come on!”
The other members from Z City shouted.
“Aaaaaah!”
The man gritted his teeth, his face turned blood-red, and he trembled mightily, slowly raising the barbell on his shoulders.
“Keep steady, absolutely keep steady,” a few of them yelled.
“Pfft, really?
It’s just eighty-five kilograms.
Is it that heavy?” Zhang Fan said disdainfully, he had used less than fifty percent of his strength.
“Get lost!” Several people from Z City immediately shouted at Zhang Fan with angry faces.
“Trash!” Zhang Fan scoffed and gave them the middle finger, then walked over to another barbell and said to the staff, “Bring me a hundred kilograms!”
“Hiss!”
When Zhang Fan’s voice was heard, a crowd both on and off the stage gasped.
A hundred kilograms?
The hell, does he really need to be so dramatic?
“Contestant number three, are you sure?” asked the scoring coach sharply, rising to his feet with an incredulous look on his face.
“Oh, come on, it’s just a hundred kilograms.
What’s the big deal?
Hurry up.
I really can’t stand to watch this anymore, struggling with eighty-five kilograms for so long without lifting it is just embarrassing,” Zhang Fan said, looking disdainfully at the athlete who still hadn’t stood up straight with the eighty-five kilograms and sneered.
“Pffft!”
The people in the audience could no longer hold back.
“This kid is too arrogant, damn it.
It’s just a hundred kilograms!
My Qilin Arm is about to lose control,” someone exclaimed.
“Giggle, this guy is so funny,” a girl laughed until she was bending over backwards.
Meanwhile, Zhao Fen had already started smashing teacups.
“Damn it, a hundred kilograms, you think you’re so great?
Lift it then.
If it falls, it’ll crush you to death!” he cursed.
Xiong Lin also wore a worried look.
A hundred kilograms, that was beyond the limit of provincial athletes.
Everyone held their breath as they watched the barbell loaded to a hundred kilograms.
Could this kid really lift a hundred kilograms?
“Watch closely, with this little strength, you still want to slap me in the face?
I just want to say, you’re too naive,” said Zhang Fan, and then his gaze shifted toward Zhao Fen.
He bent over, grabbed the barbell, hoisted it over his shoulder with ease, and then raised it high.
“Bang!”
Upon seeing this, the athlete who was still struggling finally couldn’t hold on any longer.
His whole body lunged forward, along with the barbell, hurtling towards Zhang Fan.
“Fuck your grandpa, you trying to throw hidden weapons now?”
Zhang Fan quickly let go with his right hand, bent forward, reached out, and caught the incoming barbell, his face full of anger.
At this moment, everyone’s eyes widened.
Damn, did Zhang Fan just let go?
Holy shit, he’s still holding a 100-kilogram barbell with his left hand, heavens!
However, in the next moment, everyone’s expression turned to one of frightened awe.
Damn, what did they see?
Zhang Fan actually caught the 85-kilogram barbell from the athlete from Z city?
Heavens, that adds up to 185 kilograms!
“Have you no shame?
Huh?
What kind of quality is this?
If you can’t handle losing, then don’t join the competition.
How can Z city produce people like you?” Zhang Fan said coldly.
However, at this instant, everybody fell silent.
Looking at the barbells in both of Zhang Fan’s hands, their composure shattered.
Fuck, one is 100 kilograms, and the other is 85 kilograms, goddamn, are you just playing with them like they’re nothing?
“Ah, so handsome!
God, how powerful must this guy be?”
A group of girls lost their composure, immediately screaming.
At the same time, their eyes sparkled like stars, and they looked as if they had spotted some treasure.
With such a powerful body, if in bed, wouldn’t that be…
“Coach, I protest, disqualify this person from the competition,” Zhang Fan said angrily, then walked up and slammed the two barbells he was holding next to the person.
Instantly, two thunderous collision sounds erupted.
“Boom!”
It was deafening, and the whole floor seemed to tremble.
The person lying on the floor curled up in fear, as if the barbells had smashed into him.
Several coaches saw this and hurried over.
“Number three contestant, take it easy, calm down, impulsive actions are the devil.”
“What do you say?” Zhang Fan frowned, staring coldly at the coaches.
“Ahem, disqualification from the competition, previous results invalidated,” one coach quickly said.
“That’s more like it,” Zhang Fan stood up, then with a defiant glint in his eyes, he coldly addressed the other athletes from Z city, “Still want to compete?”
“Uh!”
A few of them let out astonished sounds from their throats, and then they turned and ran.
Compete my ass, you’re holding those barbells like they’re little chicks!
Who the hell would want to compete with you?
I’m out of here.
Watching the athletes run away frantically, everyone was dumbstruck.
Hey, this isn’t right.
Wasn’t Z city supposed to crush Zhang Fan?
Why are you running?
Come back and continue the competition.
Suddenly, roars filled the air.
“Athletes from Z city, don’t be cowards, get back here, fuck, I really want to see what Zhang Fan’s limit is.”
“Exactly, get back here!”
Listening to such cries, the presidents from other cities had extremely bright smiles on their faces.
“Hehe, President Zhao, looks like your athlete is quite strong!”
Sarcastic voices rang out one after another.
A group of presidents from other cities felt incredibly relieved at that moment—they were thankful they hadn’t let their own athletes participate.
Otherwise, they would have definitely been left with a psychological trauma.