The Competition Begins!

"Holy shit!"

Wu Tu shouted several times in a row.

Whether he was belatedly shocked by the Dodrio or by Chi Duoduo's lightning-fast kick, even he couldn't have said.

She's a super-strong girl! An actual pint-sized powerhouse!

Hot-blooded manga is real after all! I really am the hero of one!

Hahahaha!

Beside Wu Tu, Sun Xin covered her mouth and stared at Chi Duoduo in shock.

As if her chest wasn't big enough, she's unbelievably strong too!

But with that much strength, can God Mu handle her? Isn't it hard for men to train down there? What if she accidentally snaps it off...

Sun Xin, whose mind had been colored by all the Japanese adult videos she'd watched, wondered curiously.

"Is she even human...?"

Ma Sitong opened her mouth, her voice tinged with shock and bitterness.

We all came from small cities. Why is the gap between us so huge?

God Mu is one thing, but how can someone close to him go toe-to-toe with a Dodrio?

No, that wasn't going toe-to-toe. She crushed it!

What a clean kick!

That was Mu Yun's thought.

If Chi Duoduo had once been a brute who relied on sheer strength, she now had the makings of a martial artist.

The way she engaged her muscles to channel her strength was especially fast and precise. In an instant, she had concentrated her power in her lower leg.

But apart from the one area where nature had been exceptionally generous, why was her figure still so slender? She showed no sign of having trained at all.

Even he, who had boosted his stats—no, trained hard—had developed visible muscle definition beneath his clothes, though he wasn't particularly bulky.

So talent really does defy all reason...

Mu Yun could only sigh.

Without talent, he had to scrape