Strengthening and Upgrading the Opening God-level Options

"Ding! Zhao Long sets up a trigger option, please make the following choices:

Option 1: Surrender without fighting, choose to admit defeat, reward: a Lamborghini

Option 2: Get angry, beat the other party, reward: 1 million

Option 3: Do not back down, defeat the opponent and make the other party apologize, reward: mental arithmetic ability, contract identification ability.

When Ye Xuan heard the system's voice, he stood up with a "squeak".

"My God, System, what's going on with you today? You don't usually play like this." Ye Xuan was surprised.

Usually the system is trying to get some punishment options, but today is very different. Surrender and give in to reward Lamborghini. This is a super sports car, and the cheapest is several million.

Even if you don't choose this, there will be a million reward for beating the opponent. This money is too profitable, so when Ye Xuan heard the introduction of the system, he was shocked and directly questioned the system.

"Please don't question the system for any reason, the system is based on the principles of fairness, impartiality and openness..."

Hearing the system's serious nonsense, Ye Xuan scorned it in his heart.

After calming down, Ye Xuan directly passed the first two options. Just kidding, he now has 20 million, so buying a Lamborghini is no problem. As for 1 million, he doesn't even look at it.

"System, how could I, Ye Xuan, give up and back down, without a doubt, I choose three." Ye Xuan secretly said in his heart.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for making your choice, please complete the task."

"Ye Xuan, what the hell are you doing!" Zhao Long's dissatisfied voice directly brought Ye Xuan back to reality, "If you are afraid, just say it, what tricks do you want to play?"

"That's right, Ye Xuan, if you're afraid, you should surrender quickly and stop dawdling here, you know?"

"Hmph, I think he must have regrets in his heart."

Listening to these people's words, Liu Yiyi was worried.

Ye Xuan smiled, looked at Zhao Long and said, "I'm afraid, I'm really not afraid of you, I just thought of how to punish you, I was just a little excited."

"Hmph, it's really shameless, then you hurry up." Zhao Long urged unhappily.

Soon the arms of both sides were in position.

"Ding! The host wrench the wrist, arm strength +1..."

"Ding! The host wrench the wrist, physique +1..."

"Ding! Trigger the intermediate arm strength."

"Ding! Trigger the primary constitution."

In the next second, Ye Xuan felt that his right arm was full of power. This power was very strong. Just waiting for Ye Xuan to start, this power exploded like a bomb.

"One, two, three, start!" As Sun Li shouted "start", the wrestling competition began.

Zhao Long directly used 50% of his strength without saying a word, because in his opinion, this 50% of his strength was enough to crush Ye Xuan.

However, the fact was that Ye Xuan's arm was motionless, and there was a faint smile on his face.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Long frowned and thought to himself: "What's going on, I have used 50% of my strength, and this guy can still hold on, it seems to be a little more powerful than I thought."

"But even so, I, Zhao Long, are the final winner."

After he finished speaking, Zhao Long snorted coldly, and saw that he gritted his teeth and burst out all his strength. He seemed to see the scene of Ye Xuan being crushed, and his mind was slowly imagining how to punish Ye Xuan for a while. .

One second, two seconds, ten seconds passed, Ye Xuan's arm was still as motionless as before, not affected at all.

"Fuck!"

Zhao Long was shocked when he saw this scene. His inner shock was no less than a mountain torrent and tsunami.

Zhao Long is very confident in his arm strength.

In Zhao Long's view, Ye Xuan was nothing to worry about, but now he was shocked.

"How is this possible, this Ye Xuan is obviously not as strong as me, but he actually..." Zhao Long looked at Ye Xuan in shock.

As if he knew Zhao Long's heart, Ye Xuan said lightly, "Zhao Long, you can't do that. Look at my arm."

"If I knew you couldn't do this, I really wouldn't want to wrestle with you. It's too weak, and I'll lose a lot of fun."

"Fuck you, Ye Xuan, you are so outrageous. Brother Long didn't exert any force at all. You are so arrogant."

"That's right, Brother Long is the champion of wrestling. He hasn't exerted his strength yet, so don't be complacent."

"Ye Xuan, you'll know Brother Long's power in a while."

People who didn't know the truth immediately became furious at Ye Xuan. In the eyes of Sun Li and others, Zhao Long was very arrogant.

When Zhao Long heard it, he really wanted to cry without tears, saying that he didn't exert his strength, he did his best, and Ye Xuan's arm didn't move at all.

When Zhao Long thought that if he lost, the joke would be a big one, and he had to promise the other party one thing, who knew if Ye Xuan would kill him severely.

The more Zhao Long thought about it, the more aggrieved he almost cried.

"No, for honor, for face, why do I have to try again." Zhao Long thought to himself, clenching his teeth and exerting strength again.

I saw that Zhao Long's face was all blushing because of the force, and blue veins were clearly seen on his forehead and arms. It could be seen that Zhao Long was really using his milk strength.

With a "bang", an arm was directly pressed against the table.

The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet. When everyone saw this scene, their eyes were as wide as bull's eyes, and their mouths were open as if they could swallow a fist.

The fluctuations in everyone's heart erupted in an instant at this moment, like the waves in the storm, and they couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Ah..." With a scream of pain coming out of Zhao Long's mouth, everyone woke up.

At this time, Ye Xuan's arm pressed Zhao Long's arm on the table.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

Sun Li and the others couldn't help exclaiming.

"My God, Brother Long, Brother Long he actually lost, how is this possible?"

"I have no eyes, I'm not dreaming!"

"I rely on!"

Ye Xuan pulled his hand up and said with a triumphant smile on his face: "Zhao Long, I won!"

These five words pierced directly into Zhao Long's heart like a sharp sword, causing him to be severely injured.

"How could this be, I actually lost, I actually lost to Ye Xuan, this..." Zhao Long muttered to himself in shock.

Losing to Ye Xuan means that he is not as good as Ye Xuan, and he still loses in front of everyone, especially in front of Liu Yiyi, which makes him angry and unwilling, but helpless.

Ye Xuan tidied up his clothes, and then sat down on the sofa very casually, with a calm look.