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Now reading: Chapter 161 - 119: You Don’t Have Much Stamina! from My Right Hand Allows Me to Merge Thousands of Races, a Sci-fi novel by and yellow plum wine.

This Panda Person is too fierce.

Even Bull Demon Aokan has beco a defeated general under its hands.

At this mont, the Panda Person is mimicking and starting to shout.

The brawny n in the tavern looked at each other, exchanging glances, and no one dared to challenge.

They waited for more than ten minutes before a warrior finally ca upon hearing the news.

Bam!

The door of the small tavern was violently pushed open.

A bare-chested man walked in.

He was over one ter eighty tall, looked like a human, had no beast-like parts on his body surface, and wore only a pair of shorts, revealing a well-proportioned and solid musculature.

The mont the man ca in, he attracted everyone’s attention.

When everyone saw his appearance clearly, they imdiately widened their eyes, their expressions trendously shocked as if they had seen an extraordinary figure.

"I heard my friend Aokan was defeated by an Iron-eating Race? Hmph, bullying a retired old bull, what kind of skill is that?"

The man’s aura was vigorous, his sharp gaze extrely aggressive, and once he entered, he fixed his eyes on the muscled giant panda on the stage, sneered, and asked:

"Was it you who was making outrageous claims? Saying the Iron-eating Race is number one in the world?"

"That’s right, it was precisely !" The Panda Person remained calm and at ease, extending his burly arms and provocatively hooked his fingers: "If you’re not convinced, bring it on!"

Roar——

Upon hearing this, the man suddenly looked up and puffed out his chest, letting out a beastly roar that pierced the sky.

Ssssss~

Then, an astonishing scene occurred.

His human-like burly body began to undulate, muscles wriggling, while his bones crackled, and dark glossy fur sprouted, quickly covering his body as his shape rapidly swelled. His head twisted and transford, with mouth and nose protruding forward, and a thick beast tail sprouted from his tailbone...

In the blink of an eye, he had turned into a giant werewolf standing two and a half ters tall!

Turned into a gigantic beast!

The werewolf had a ferocious appearance, covered in black fur, with massive muscles hanging on a robust fra.

His wolf head was extrely fierce, with a blood-curdling presence that was downright terrifying, filled with rows of sharp fangs, and his eyes were fiercely intimidating, striking fear into others.

"Iron-eating Race, arrogant and domineering! You know nothing about power!"

The werewolf’s voice even changed, becoming deep and slightly hoarse, filled with an oppressive force, as he raised a leg to step forward. The gigantic wolf body, two and a half ters tall, moved like a mobile fortress, loudly marching towards the stage:

"Don’t bring your hobby of touch-ups into my rice bowl; the professional circle is not sothing anyone can ddle in."

"Today I’ll let you experience the strength of a current professional competitor in a strength contest."

The Lord Level life aura radiated, incredibly strong.

As the werewolf finished speaking, there was an uproar in the small tavern.

"Whoa! Is it really him? It’s that man!"

"Werewolf Ronnie, ranked eighth strongman in Nocturnal City, current professional competitor, in peak condition... For such a high-level figure to appear in such a small arena?"

"Ronnie isn’t an ordinary werewolf, it’s said he has so ancient giant wolf bloodline, his strength talents and growth potential are unmatched among heroes!"

"Though he’s only the eighth strongman, that’s actually limited by the arena environnt, not Ronnie’s limit. If it were a full moon night, bathing in moonlight, Ronnie’s power would greatly increase, easily breaking into the top three... Unfortunately, strength contests rarely happen in open-air venues."

"Run, Xiong Da, you’re no match for him!"

"Professional competitors aren’t allowed to compete!"

...

Hmm?

A current professional competitor in the strength contest?

Lu Xun’s panda eyes squinted slightly, appearing serious on the surface, but actually overjoyed inside.

Alright, alright, I love such other race muscle hulks!

Werewolf Race, possessing part of the ancient giant wolf’s bloodline.

Physically formidable, incredibly strong.

And a Lord Level expert, starting with 20,000 Trait Points.

However, Lu Xun felt that his current Panda Person subordinate form, at the sa Realm, might not be able to definitely win over Werewolf Ronnie.

But it doesn’t matter if he loses, it’s just over ten thousand Human Federation credits, a child’s play~

His objective is to analyze other race muscle bullies, extract powerful and excellent traits to enhance his Ultimate Form.

Unconcerned with win or lose, just go for it.

"Iron-eating Race, Xiong Da, please teach !" Lu Xun, showing comndable Martial Virtue, raised his hefty panda arm and made a courteous gesture.

"Teach you? Hehe~ Rest assured, I’ll give you a good lesson." Ronnie looked down at him, a smirk of contempt on his fierce wolf face.

On the left was a gigantic werewolf two and a half ters tall, on the right was a huge muscular panda devil two ters tall.

The height and size difference was evident to the naked eye.

The Panda Person was several heads shorter than the werewolf.

Bigger, fuller, and denser muscles an greater strength!

The werewolf was at least Lord Tier Six.

If it were an unrestricted strength contest, Lu Xun’s subordinate form at only Lord Tier Two would certainly lose to the opponent.

But in a competition of the sa Realm, that may not be the case.

In the tavern, more and more people gathered, getting livelier.

Many people rushed over upon hearing about an exciting competition here.

In less than a hundred square ters of space, over four hundred people cramd in!

The crowd was packed shoulder to shoulder, and the audience shouted, all eyes focused on the two "furry" tough guys on the stage.

But most of them were fans of Werewolf Ronnie.

No one cheered for Lu Xun.

...

"Is the life level restricted to Lord Tier One, is that alright?"

The referee stepped forward and asked the two contestants.

Seeing both nod, he then put sensing devices on Lu Xun and Ronnie respectively.

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