Chapter 321

"Ken Shi Lang, Ken Shi Lang, come here for a moment."

Jia Ji shouted toward his fourth younger brother not far away. Overdeveloped muscles rippled across his arms, thighs, abdomen, and chest; the lines were hard, filled with masculine vigor, and gave off a sense of formidable impact.

Perhaps some women with specific fetishes would find such a physique full of masculine charm, capable of providing an indescribable sense of security and power.

But well... this place was filled with muscle-bound brothers even bigger than him.

"Help me spot, I still have two sets of flyes to do."

A young man with black hair and black eyes, and a very handsome appearance, walked over. Although the muscles on his body were well-proportioned, they were also excessively large.

His two arms were exposed, looking like thick tree trunks. Even while wearing full, loose clothing, they were exaggeratedly obvious, completely unlike a certain delicate-looking muscle god whose physique could be sealed away by a tiny tracksuit.

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"Brother Jia Ji... don't you have anything else to do?"

"What are you saying? Isn't this me working out?"

Although there wasn't a single drop of sweat on his body, Jia Ji still put on an expression of exhaustion.

Ken Shi Lang helplessly took the two metal blocks, each weighing several hundred tons and as large as a house, and tossed this thing that could barely be called a "dumbbell" to the side, causing the entire dojo to vibrate slightly.

Looking around, in this hundred-meter-tall dojo, there were glistening muscles everywhere. Large patches of solid muscle were exposed to the air, and muscle-bound martial artists, each wearing very little clothing and averaging over two meters in height, appeared in his field of vision.

In every corner the eye could reach, there was scorching air and tall, muscle-bound brothers, as if they had stepped into some strange, philosophical film set.

Today was the first day the Nanshan Dojo had been converted into the Nanshan Gym, and Jia Ji had specifically brought his three fellow disciples here to show his support.

The "Holy Emperor Construction Team" had only taken one night to build this place, using a speed that was faster than using any heavy machinery; after all, how could mere steel compare to muscles tempered a thousand times over?

And this construction team that created myths had its next goal set on helping their boss, Souther, build a wonder of civilization—

Have you heard the story of the "Holy Emperor Cross Mausoleum"?

In 1999, to commemorate the previous generation's Phoenix Fist successor, Ouga, whom he had accidentally killed, Souther resolved to build a mausoleum unparalleled in the world to pay tribute to his mentor...

Seeing this, Jia Ji finally felt, in a daze, that he had arrived in a new generation.

"Now is the era of strawberry flavor (confirmed)."

Around Jia Ji and Ken Shi Lang, there were exaggeratedly large fitness machines everywhere: abandoned Tiger tanks, battleships dragged onto the shore, metal pillars erected in the earth, and muscle-bound men who were exaggeratedly strong.

"Boom!"

There were earth-shaking loud noises everywhere. Although pure muscle size could not judge one's strength, for martial artists with an extremely strong competitive spirit, the strength of the physical body was also a factor.

However, compared to a gym in the general sense, this place was undoubtedly much more special. Little giants with solid muscles all over their bodies, either using the Great God Technique or using explosive techniques to stimulate their muscles, were showing off their strength. If they didn't have a few special skills, they wouldn't have the face to come in.

Of course, there were also many people who used too much force and injured themselves. For example, that young man named Yu Da, who said his muscles were the most perfect, then unhesitatingly participated in the qualifiers for the first Nanshan Arm Wrestling Tournament, only to meet Fudo of the Mountain in his first match.

The muscles he had developed through his fist art, which focused on cutting, were full of power capable of shattering steel with a single blow. But in front of Fudo, who had taken a blow from Jia Ji without falling, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Under the explosive power, his entire arm was pressed into a small pancake.

There were many such examples like him, and all the injured people lined up, waiting for the doctor's treatment.

However, because no one had expected the scene to be so popular, the Nanshan Organizing Committee was not well-prepared, so Toki and Amiba were currently acting as temporary doctors on the scene, treating everyone with techniques that had just been rated as 【Special-Grade Masseurs】 by the AI, and they received unanimous praise.

As long as they weren't crushed to death on the spot by a pole and ascended to the bodybuilding planet, these two medical masters could save them. Even if their breathing stopped and their heart stopped, as long as their brain hadn't died, they could survive until the ambulance arrived.

"Toki!"

Amiba excitedly shouted to his teacher, who had a serious expression and was so busy he couldn't even touch the ground: "That fist art called Tiandou can actually control cells! It's so amazing!"

In front of him were the Nanshan Twin Eagle Fist brothers, whose muscles were bulging like balloons, as if they were a wall of flesh that was expanding. They quickly surged from just over two meters to three meters, and were still growing.

"Stop quickly, they are going to explode!"

Toki took time out of his busy schedule to take a look and shouted in horror.

Jia Ji saw Ribas, a super brother who was three zhang tall, with arms that could run horses and stand people, being brought in by the Compassionate Mother Star, and wiped away non-existent cold sweat.

"It's a good thing I didn't let Jianzi discover this place, otherwise I definitely wouldn't be able to stop her."

The level here was too high, and he was afraid the little girl wouldn't be able to handle it. That Silver Gym was enough for her. When she could break through to the Ferocious Rank, then he would call her over.

As for Esdeath, she had returned shortly after Yakumo Zi left, saying she would arrange things properly before coming again.

So Ken Shi Lang wasn't wrong when he said he was idle with nothing to do, but Jia Ji calculated that there were actually quite a few items on his to-do list.

Main Mission: 【Prevent the End-of-Century Nuclear War (Completed)】

Mission Update: 【Become the 64th Successor of the North Star Divine Fist (Incomplete)】

Side Missions:

【Establish Gensokyo (Incomplete)】

【Save the Zodiac (Incomplete)】

【Demon Strong Unification War (Incomplete)】

【Create the Realm of Nothingness (Incomplete)】

Regarding the main mission, after hearing Jia Ji's argument that "a stand is also a part of fighting, don't play if you're not happy," the three brothers unanimously chose to postpone it.

But those side missions could start to be pushed forward.

Also, the world of the newcomer...

Thump!!!

The ground shook, and the air seemed to be shattered, forming a sonic boom cloud-like special effect, startling Jia Ji out of his deep thoughts.

"Raoh, Raoh! Come here for a moment!"

Jia Ji thought for a moment and called his eldest brother over from the crowd who were arguing until their faces were red.

Raoh glanced suspiciously at his third younger brother. He had just finished bullying a handsome young man of the Water Bird Fist with his unparalleled wrist strength and was preparing for the next round when he was interrupted.

A white light he had seen before suddenly flashed by.

Relying on his height advantage, Raoh saw a petite figure appearing behind Jia Ji, and his doubts deepened.

That seemed to be a silver-haired... little girl with long ears?

(End of chapter)