Chapter 762

Zhao Fugui nodded in the direction of Chen Yihan, indicating that he would be careful. Then he took a deep breath, carried his strength all over his body, drank a loud low, held the shot with both hands and picked it up steadily.

Xu Bin used about 200 Jin shot put in their performance match, and Zhao Fugui used three or four hundred jin shot put in their official match.

For ordinary people, it is impossible to carry 300 kg or 400 kg of things. Even the hard-working porters can only carry 100 kg or more. However, the difference is that when those porters unload a truck of fertilizer, cement or other things, they have to carry several tons or even ten tons of goods continuously.

And Hercules only need to put three shot put on three cement pillars from low to high. The three cement pillars from easy to difficult are 50cm high, 100cm high and 150cm high.

Three or four hundred jin shot put is very heavy even for the world's top Hercules. One by one, Hercules blush and have thick necks. They try their best to carry the shot through a distance of 15 meters and put the shot on the concrete column.

Zhao Fugui's track is adjacent to shanxiaye. Shanxiaye strides forward with a shot put of three or four hundred jin, and soon surpasses other Hercules. Zhao Fugui is not willing to be outdone and quickly catches up.

"Come on, richness, come on!"

"Come on, boss Zhao, let the Japanese know what we are good at!"

The audience cheered for Zhao Fugui, and the Chinese media reporters were excited. This is the first time that our local Chinese Hercules has come to the fore in a world-class competition. It's a battle for the Chinese Hercules to come to the fore. There are also reporters from other places who specially go to interview Shuya to inquire about the origin of Zhao Fugui.

"General manager Shu, is this Mr. Zhao Fugui your secret weapon, which is specially reserved for this competition to be a blockbuster?" The reporter put the microphone in front of Shuya's eyes and asked excitedly.

"To tell you the truth, we didn't know that Zhao Fugui has the strength comparable to the world's top Hercules. Mr. Zhao Fugui is a super teacher of Meiyan international, and it's the first time we've seen him show his strength thoroughly!" Shuya said.

"It turns out that Mr. Zhao Fugui has already finished his first shot put. He and Japanese Hercules yamashino are almost on the same level. It's a fierce competition!" The reporter pointed to the direction of the field said.

Zhao Fugui and yamashino put the first shot almost at the same time. This shot is almost not difficult, because the cement pillar is too low. Just put the shot directly.

Two people put the first shot, not give way to each other, strode to the second shot. Yamashiano looks ugly and wants to get rid of Zhao Fugui, but no matter how fast he accelerates, he can't get rid of Zhao Fugui. On the contrary, Zhao Fugui walks faster and faster, surpassing yamashiano when he finishes the second shot put.

"Damn chinese people!" Yamashiano roared at Zhao Fugui with an ugly face, then immediately turned and rushed to the third shot put.

"Little Japan with gene mutation!" Zhao Fugui did not give way to scold.

Zhao Fugui and yamashino picked up the third shot almost at the same time. They quickly walked forward, far away from other Hercules, and rushed to the last one meter and five high concrete pillar. Now the situation is very clear, this Chinese game is Zhao Fugui and yamashino competition, the strength of other Hercules has been significantly inferior to them.

The one meter five high stone pillar needs to lift the shot to the chest to put the shot on the stone pillar. Zhao Fugui gave a loud shout and raised the shot fiercely to put it on the concrete pillar. At this time, as like as two peas in the eye, Yamashita No's eyes flashed with a sharp slant. The guy was very sharp and hit his shoulder on Zhao Fugui's arm. His movements were exactly the same as that of Xu Bin who had been harming Xu Bin.

"Be careful, rich and noble!" Chen Yihan and Zheng Yue all stand up and shout to Zhao Fugui in horror.

The audience in the Red River gymnasium also immediately exclaimed, and looked nervously at the center of the stadium, and the irascible audience began to scold shanxiaye directly.

Zhao Fugui's eyes were shining. He had been on guard against this move. Shanxiaye a shoulder hit, Zhao Fugui at the foot of a meal, Mao enough strength, the same shoulder to shanxiaye hit in the past.

Shanxiaye didn't expect that Zhao Fugui had been on guard for a long time. They collided with each other. Shanxiaye didn't use as much strength as Zhao Fugui. When he was hit by Zhao Fugui, the shot put in his hand suddenly softened.

Yamashino's face changed greatly. Like a funny boar, he jumped up to avoid the shot that he couldn't catch. The shot hit the ground heavily and made a loud noise.

"Protest, protest, this damned guy affected Yamashita Jun's game!" The Japanese reporters in the shooting room immediately began to shout.

"Disqualify this guy, disqualify him, let him go!"

"He must be disqualified, he will pay for his despicable behavior!" A group of Japanese journalists screamed like castrated hens.

"Rubbish!" Ignoring the clamor of Japanese reporters, Zhao Fugui sneered and put the shot on the last concrete pillar, and said to yamashino with disdain. Then Zhao Fugui strode directly to the iron throwing altar, the last item."You damned Japanese journalists still have the face to say that if you want to say that you are mean, who is mean?" This time, the Chinese reporters quit and started a war of words with the Japanese reporters.

"That's right. The most despicable one is the Japanese. That guy overcame Xu Bin just now, but now he wants to overcame Zhao Fugui. It's shameless!"

"It's insulting to say that this wild man is shameless. This guy is shameless!" Chinese reporter angry way.

The Japanese and Chinese reporters had a quarrel. The referee on the referee's stage roared and yelled, "shut up, you Japanese! You dare to yell again, and you will be disqualified from yamashino!"

Maris and the old referee roared at the same time, and the Japanese reporters immediately did not dare to say anything. They dared to quarrel with the Chinese reporters because the Chinese reporters had no way to deal with them, but the referee was different. If Yamashita, the star of hope in Japan, was disqualified, they would be guilty.

In the last iron throwing event, Meiyan international directly used the new LPG booth to fill the LPG jar with cement. When the cement solidified, it was used as a game prop.

Each of these iron jars weighs more than 100 Jin. The competition requires the Hercules to throw the iron jars over the 2.5-meter-high railings, with a total of 10 iron jars.

Zhao Fugui strides to the last project, and yamashino's eyes flash a trace of vicious intention to kill. He follows Zhao Fugui with a cold face.