Chapter 933 (1/2)

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Tang Wulin's brows furrowed slightly. Could it be that this man was seeing him as a rival in love?

He could clearly tell from the way he looked at Long Yuxue that he seemed to like her. What had he done to deserve antagonism from him?!

”My greatest strength is strength,” Tang Wulin replied in a calm manner. He didn't want to attract trouble, but he certainly wasn't going to allow himself to be pushed around. This was the military, and power was the most important thing here.

The lieutenant colonel immediately burst into laughter. ”Strength? That's great! Let's have a little contest of strength. If you can last three seconds against me, I'll believe that you have what it takes to become a first-rank soldier.”

A cold expression appeared on Tang Wulin's face. ”Why does it matter to me what you think? What do I stand to gain from competing with you?”

Jiang Qiyue's eyes widened, and even Long Yuxue couldn't help but turn around.

There was always the occasional newbie who came in thinking that they were better than everyone else, but almost all of them ended up learning some life lessons the hard way.

The lieutenant colonel wasn't irked by his cold response. Instead, he appraised Tang Wulin with an intrigued expression, and asked, ”Alright, then what do I have to do to make you agree to this contest?”

Tang Wulin suddenly smiled. This was a very friendly and benevolent smile, and if any other members of Shrek's Seven Monsters were here, they'd immediately realized that he was about to screw this man over. The more sinister the scheme he was plotting, the more genuine his smile would be.

”I'm completely new here, so I don't have any accolades for food; how about we bet on a meal? If I win, I get to eat at whichever window I want until I'm full, and you have to pay for it.”

The lieutenant colonel sized him up as he agreed, ”Sure! You have yourself a bet. If you lose, I won't ask too much from you; all you have to do is wash my clothes for a month, deal?”

This was indeed quite a low stake, and Tang Wulin's negative impression of this lieutenant colonel improved slightly. At the very least, he wasn't going too far, but did he really know what he was setting himself up for?

A hint of sympathy welled up in Tang Wulin's heart. ”What kind of contest do you propose?”

”That's simple, we'll shake hands, and the first to fold loses.” He extended a ma.s.sive hand as he spoke.

Tang Wulin turned to Jiang Qiyue and Long Yuxue as he said, ”Superiors, would you be able to act as witnesses to this bet?”

Jiang Qiyue sighed, ”Was.h.i.+ng my brother's clothes for a month isn't a bad thing. My brother can teach you a few tricks that you can use on the battlefield during the process.”

Tang Wulin smiled. ”Are you that convinced that I'll lose, Superior?”

Jiang Qiyue giggled, ”Looks like you're very confident in yourself! Alright, let me get in on this bet as well. If you win, I'll also take care of one of your meals, but if you lose, you have to wash my clothes for a month as well. Of course, that's excluding my underwear!”

The soldiers that had gathered around to spectate immediately burst into laughter upon hearing this.

Tang Wulin wasn't irked in the slightest by this. He merely smiled, and said, ”That sounds great to me.”

He gripped onto the lieutenant colonel's hand as he spoke.

The lieutenant colonel raised an eyebrow, and said, ”Remember my name, newbie; it's Jiang Wuyue!”

Tang Wulin's lips twitched upon hearing this. Their parents sure were lazy with naming their kids! [The literal translation of Jiang Qiyue's name is July Jiang, while her brother's name, Jiang Wuyue, can be directly translated to May Jiang, so they're both named after months of the year.]

Jiang Wuyue's hand was far larger than Tang Wulin's. Tang Wulin held a slight advantage in terms of the length of his hand and fingers, but Jiang Wuyue's hand was as wide and thick as a bear paw, creating a stark contrast with Tang Wulin's fair and slim hand.

The two hands quickly locked onto one another.

”This is a pure contest of strength, so no using soul power or martial souls!” Jiang Qiyue warned as she skipped on the spot in an excited manner.

A sly grin appeared on Jiang Wuyue's face as he began to exert force with his hand. Unfortunately for him, he failed to catch sight of the sympathetic look that had flashed through Long Yuxue's eyes.

Jiang Wuyue was engaging in a strength contest with a freak whose strength was superior to that of a Ba'an; he really was an idiot.