Chapter 205: 205: Gym Dispute_1

Chapter 205: Chapter 205: Gym Dispute_1

Ten minutes later, the side effects of the drug gradually wore off Zhao Dong’s body.

Xu Fan brought Zhao Dong to the gym he had just been eyeing.

Even though the side effects of the Elixir were indeed a bit embarrassing for Zhao Dong, after ingesting the Elixir, he felt an immense sense of strength filling his body. This sensation of power coursing through him gave Zhao Dong the illusion that he could punch a cow to death with a single blow.

“Big brother, I feel like I’m filled with power now. Can I try out the equipment in the gym?” Zhao Dong asked Xu Fan with an eager look on his face.

“You have two minutes. Also, stop calling me boss or big brother from now on. Others might think I’m some kind of underworld leader if they hear you. Just call me Young Master,” Xu Fan instructed Zhao Dong.

“Okay, boss... uh, I mean Young Master.” Zhao Dong respectfully bowed to Xu Fan and then quickly ran to the equipment area of the gym.

He used to frequent this gym, so he was quite familiar with both the owner and the coaches. A muscular man decked out in workout gear noticed Zhao Dong and promptly greeted him, “Hey, Brother Dong.”

“Da Zhuang, you’re here too, huh. Come help me add a couple of weight plates. Let’s see how much I can bench press,” Zhao Dong excitedly told the muscular man.

The muscle man named Da Zhuang smiled slowly. Zhao Dong may be known as a ruffian in Yulou Ancient Town, but when it came to working out, he was nothing more than a novice.

Da Zhuang had seen Zhao Dong bench press before, and it was only about fifty kilograms.

And Da Zhuang, as a professional fitness coach, could bench press around seventy kilograms, a full twenty kilograms more than Zhao Dong.

Although Da Zhuang had not seen Zhao Dong for a while, bodybuilding is not an overnight endeavor. If Zhao Dong was at fifty kilograms, even with dedicated training, it would be difficult to reach sixty kilograms without three months of time.

Hearing the two singling in degradation of the people of Yan Country, both Da Zhuang and Zhao Dong were getting angry.

“Dammit, two damn foreigners, daring to run wild in Yulou Ancient Town, I’m gonna finish you off,” Zhao Dong rolled up his arms, ready to fight the two foreigners, but Da Zhuang swiftly hugged him to stop him.

“Brother Dong, Brother Dong, don’t be rash. We’ll compete with them and crush their arrogance. If we really start fighting, regardless of whether we can beat them or not, it would be hard to clean up the mess for our gym,” Da Zhuang cautioned.

Zhao Dong also remembered that he was the boss of Yulou Management Company and shouldn’t cause trouble for the business owners. He took a few deep breaths and beckoned the foreigners over with a crook of his finger, saying, “Come on, you say us people from Yan Country are no good, let’s have a competition and see how we’ll take care of you!”

“Haha, this monkey-like man from Yan Country is actually challenging me; I must be hearing things,” one brawny foreigner laughed heartily.

“No problem, if he wants a challenge, let’s make them realize that they are indeed just a pile of shit,” the other foreigner scoffed.

Da Zhuang leaped out immediately, eager to face the two foreigners, but Zhao Dong pulled him aside with one arm, instructing him to serve as the referee.

It was then that Da Zhuang realized that the strength in Zhao Dong’s arm as he was pulling him was indeed much greater, with Da Zhuang unable to resist at all.

Had Brother Dong actually become powerful?

Da Zhuang silently pondered and positioned the barbell as a referee, then said to both sides, “It’s set to seventy kilograms now, who wants to go first?”

“I’ll go first!” Zhao Dong volunteered without hesitation.

The two foreigners simply shrugged nonchalantly at Zhao Dong, indifferent to his challenge. To men of their build, lifting a seventy-kilogram barbell was unlikely, and even if he could, it was of no consequence to them; their personal bests were far beyond seventy kilograms.

For them, one’s best was one hundred and fifty kilograms, and the other’a was one hundred and eighty kilograms. They didn’t care about Zhao Dong’s seventy kilograms.

Seventy kilograms in their eyes was nothing more than a child’s toy.