"You..." Shu Yang looked at his hands blankly, unable to say a word.

A professional basketball player, while being prepared, was snatched away the ball without even seeing the opponent's movements.

Ye Fan walked gently to the basket, and the skill just now did not show that Ye Fan's basketball skills were above Shu Yang. It can even be said that Ye Fan's skills were very bad, similar to those of novices, but he could do something that even top basketball players could not do, because Ye Fan relied on his physical advantages to crush him.

It’s like the two of them are fighting each other. One of them uses the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the other uses the Taizu Changquan. However, the latter has excellent internal strength and hits the other party with one punch. It’s just an ordinary Taizu Changquan, which can also hit the other party with tears.

Now Shu Yang is the one with peerless martial arts skills, but he lost to other places.

Of course, Shu Yang himself didn't know.

"Why are your basketball... so good?" Shu Yang asked blankly.

Ye Fan picked up the basketball, turned around and said to Shu Yang, "Do you want to learn? I'll teach you."

This sentence seemed to be magical, and Shu Yang stared at Ye Fan in a daze, unable to say a word.

After a long time, Shu Yang turned around in dismay, walked off the stage and returned to his position.

This interesting little episode passed quickly, but the audience in the audience became a little silent. Ye Fan's performance was like a huge rock pressing on everyone, and the program quickly entered the advertisement.

Now Ye Fan's score has reached 24 points, and others can't win no matter what.

"What happened again during this intermission?" Yin Xuan'er asked, "I see that your expression was a little wrong when you came on stage."

Ye Fan pillowed comfortably on Yin Xuan'er's lap and replied: "Didn't I tell you? During the intermission, Qin Yue and Shu Yang both found me."

"What did they say to you again?" Yin Xuan'er asked with a raised eyebrows.

"Ha, they are also very strange. They said they hope I don't let the water go in the last game just because I want to save face for them. They want me to do my best." Ye Fan smiled and said, "Actually, even if they don't say it, I don't plan to let the water go. After all, the director did not give me such a request when he got here. To do my best is to give the opponent the greatest respect."

The show was soon broadcast again, and the last group of competitions officially began.

To be honest, at this point, the audience basically continued to watch the show with the mentality of watching the show. After all, since the championship has been confirmed, it is time to see how far Ye Fan can beat his opponent.

"Okay, let's take a look at the last set of questions." As the host finished speaking, the subtitles on the big screen began to scroll.

Finally, the words on the screen finally stayed at "power".

As soon as this word came out, everyone was stunned. Power? How should we compare this? Should we lift the barbell on the spot?

Don't joke, okay? This is a variety show and not an Olympics!

The host obviously has never encountered such a question, because the question is completely random, and questions like this have never appeared before, and he doesn't know how to compare.

But the director present soon told him through his headphones.

The host woke up from his dream and said, "This is the first time we have seen such a game. Our staff will carry a strength tester later, which is the kind we often encounter in the game hall. Our guests will wear boxing gloves to hit the tester, and determine the winner based on the strength of the strike."

After saying that, the host smiled at Qin Yue and said, "Player Qin Yue, as the only woman among the three contestants, what do you think of this malicious link in this program team?"

Qin Yue smiled helplessly and said, "I will repeat again. After the program is over, I will ask your program team to compensate me for my mental losses!"

"Haha, the announcement fee for this program is regarded as your mental loss fee. So who will challenge it first?" The host smiled. After Ye Fan's victory was decided, his tone became much more relaxed, and there is no need to worry that Ye Fan would make the show mess.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally Qin Yue took the lead and said, "I'll go first, you'll die sooner or later."

Then Qin Yue walked onto the stage with a generous expression of death.

Soon, the staff prepared the props and carried them up.

How to describe this force tester? In short, this tester is like a large thermometer. A round place below is the strike area, while the scale bar above is full of numbers, ranging from one to five hundred, and the unit of force calculation is "pound".

In order to prevent injuries, Qin Yue put on exaggerated boxing gloves.

"Drink!" Qin Yue shouted, punching hard in the strike area, and the numbers on the strength tester also rose sharply, and finally stayed at 106.

Of course, this number may seem exaggerated to ordinary people, but don’t forget that this is counted in "pounds". In international units of measurement, one kilogram is about a little more than two pounds.

In terms of conversion, it is only about fifty kilograms, and the maximum impact force of an ordinary man when punching can reach 100 to 150 kilograms. It can be said that Qin Yue is so powerful that he can't tie a chicken.

Qin Yue walked off the stage with a little embarrassed. It is indeed unfair to her such a competition to girls, but there is nothing we can do. After all, the competition items are randomly selected by the system.

After Qin Yue finished the competition, Shu Yang took a deep breath, looked at Ye Fan in an unknown way, and then walked onto the stage.

After getting on stage, Shu Yang put on the boxing gloves and seemed to have made up some determination and punched the tester with all his strength.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the numbers on the strength tester rose sharply, and finally stayed at 290 pounds, nearly 300 pounds.

Now many people present couldn't help but shout ok.

Although Shu Yang is young and handsome, his strength is really not small. This punch can be said to be the limit of strength that a heavyweight man can hit, and it is enough to punch some lighter people away with one punch.

"Oh..." After taking off the gloves, Shu Yang was not a little happy because he had achieved such a good result, because he had seen Ye Fan's strength and knew that Ye Fan's strength was far more than that.

Walking off the seat of Ye Fan, Shu Yang looked at Ye Fan with complicated eyes and said to him in a low voice: "Come on, let me convince you that I lose! Do my best!"

Ye Fan smiled and said, "As you wish, I will do my best. Please lose to me without regrets!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!