"Come on, let's have a competition. If you're scared, apologize. Stop making a fuss!"
After saying this lazily, Lin Anshu beckoned to her and then sat down at an empty table.
Mingming was only 168cm tall, much shorter than the woman with dreadlocks who had spoken earlier.
But the onlookers felt that she had an aura that was two meters and eighty centimeters tall at that moment.
"Good!" The woman with dreadlocks chuckled and strode over to sit down opposite Lin Anshu.
Lin Anshu didn't say anything more to her and simply placed her hand on the table.
Her hands were slender and jade-like, with rounded and full nails that looked particularly beautiful.
As for the calluses on his palms caused by long hours of farm work, others naturally wouldn't be able to see them.
In addition, she persists in practicing meditation and exercising every day, eats organic vegetables grown in her own field, and takes good care of sun protection.
So sitting there, she didn't look like a woman who spent her days farming in the countryside.
Her skin was fair and clear, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her big, dark eyes were lively with a hint of nonchalant laziness. Her long, black hair was casually tied into a ponytail and swayed behind her.
When the woman with dreadlocks across from her grasped Lin Anshu's hand, Lin Anshu's hand looked even more beautiful.
Of course, she looks even better as a whole.
As the match was about to begin, Ji Chuan immediately came over to watch the spectacle and prepare to provide commentary.
The woman with dreadlocks and her three companions also got up and gathered around.
As for the curious onlookers, they also gathered around in twos and threes.
Some people are recording videos, and some have even started live streaming.
"Ready, go!"
After Ji Chuan gave the order, he also made a starting gesture.
Instantly, Lin Anshu and the woman with dreadlocks both began to forcefully pull each other's hands in the direction in which they could win.
Lin Anshu only used about two-tenths of her strength and easily won the game.
The woman with dreadlocks looked on in bewilderment as her hand landed on the losing side, and began to chatter on and on in great dissatisfaction.
"She meant that you started before she was ready."
"She said she was not convinced and wanted to try again," Ji Chuan translated from the side.
“Okay! On~” Lin Anshu smiled faintly and looked at her.
Soon, their second match began.
Before Ji Chuan could even call for action, the woman with dreadlocks launched a full-force attack on Lin Anshu.
She thought she was sure to win this time.
But the result was... Lin Anshu still looked at her with that faint smile, and then calmly turned her hand to the other side.
"Shit!"
After losing twice in a row, the woman with dreadlocks got so angry that she started swearing on the spot.
Hearing this, Ji Chuan, who was standing to the side, became displeased and launched into a tirade against the woman with dreadlocks.
He spoke fluent English, which Lin Anshu could not understand very well.
But judging from the expression on the foreign woman's face opposite her, she could tell that Ji Chuan had really scolded them.
Soon, Ji Chuan switched back to Chinese and said, "She asked to compete one last time."
"If that doesn't work, I'd like to replace her with her partner."
"Sure, I'm available anytime."
During the third arm wrestling match, the woman with dreadlocks not only cheated, but also attacked before Lin Anshu was ready.
He even used both hands to draw his bow simultaneously, all in an effort to defeat her.
Unfortunately, even so, she still lost.
This made the woman with dreadlocks question her existence.
She stood up incredulously and stared down at Lin Anshu, completely unable to understand.
At this moment, the woman with dreadlocks' friend, the other black man in shorts, patted her on the shoulder and then sat down opposite Lin Anshu.
Compared to the woman with dreadlocks, the black man sitting opposite Lin Anshu looked more robust.
But it was all for naught; after two attempts, she still lost.
Then, they watched as Lin Anshu, with a faint smile on her face, got up, slowly took out a wet wipe from her bag, and wiped her hands.
He said calmly, with a hint of indifference, "Apologize!"
"Apologize! Apologize! Apologize!"
Other Chinese onlookers couldn't help but shout in unison.
"Sorry!"
Under pressure, the two foreign women eventually apologized and then pulled their two male accomplices away.
But to everyone's surprise, one of the accomplices, who looked somewhat scoundrel-like, suddenly attacked Lin Anshu when she wasn't paying attention.
His slap came quickly and forcefully, with a hint of ferocity, aimed directly at Lin Anshu's face.
Lin Anshu had been cultivating for more than two months, and as a naturally born spiritual body, she had an instinctive physical reaction to this kind of attack.
Before she could even react, her fist was already aimed at her.
Immediately afterwards, Ji Chuan and the others, who were filled with worry and anger, heard the man who had attacked Lin Anshu let out a pig-like scream.
Faintly, there seemed to be the cracking sound of bones breaking, but it was drowned out by the screams.
Lin Anshu also looked terrified. She subconsciously took three steps back and stared at the four foreigners with a very wary and fearful look in her eyes.
That's right, she did cultivate, but she only cultivated spiritual energy.
But there are no cultivation techniques.
Before this, she had never practiced martial arts or anything like that.
She was quite flustered when someone suddenly attacked her.
"Fellow countrymen, these foreigners have no sense of martial ethics!"
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