39: Chapter 39 A Clever Move That Won—It's a Devastating Strike!

At the fifteenth minute, Gold Medal Coach Liu Meng had already broken his usual record.

It seems that if a person doesn't push themselves, they truly don't know where their limits lie.

At the sixteenth minute, Gold Medal Coach Liu Meng finally couldn't hold on any longer, collapsing onto the floor and gasping for air.

His lackeys looked at each other, none daring to make a sound.

Meanwhile, Jiang Jing maintained his standard Plank position, while Zhou Wenying on his back had completely relaxed, even humming a little tune.

She leaned down and whispered something in Jiang Jing's ear, making him chuckle, his back muscles rippling as he did so, causing the eyes of several female members nearby to light up.

"Sixteen minutes! Unbelievable!"

"To be able to hold on for so long while carrying someone!"

"Is he an alien or what?!"

When the timer hit twenty minutes, everyone around them stared at the scene, dumbfounded.

The number of viewers in the Livestream room was unknown, but the dense barrage of comments was dizzying.

The topic #Mysterious Handsome Man Breaks Plank Record While Carrying Someone# shot straight to second place on the trending list.

The first place spot was held by the topic about Jiang Jing breaking the world record for pull-ups.

"That's enough." Jiang Jing finally spoke, his voice still steady. "Any longer and it'll be bullying."

He easily straightened up, and Zhou Wenying took the opportunity to pull on Jiang Jing, letting her hands graze his arms and abs.

This scene drew collective eye-rolls from the female members nearby, and a few young girls even whispered curses—what a vixen.

The netizens in the Livestream room loved the drama:

[Slurp slurp...]

[Boyfriend material MAX!]

[Marry me!]

[The coach is crying in the bathroom!]

Gold Medal Coach Liu Meng sat slumped on the ground, his eyes unfocused, as if his worldview had been shattered.

His lackeys had long since slipped away, leaving only a few bystanders who loved the drama still taking photos and videos.

Jiang Jing walked up to Gold Medal Coach Liu Meng with his arms crossed, looking down at him. "Still want to compete in the third round?"

Gold Medal Coach Liu Meng opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

His gaze swept over the onlookers holding up their phones, his face turning from red to white, then from white to green.

"I... I..." He stammered, unable to form a complete sentence.

"According to the bet," Jiang Jing's voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the silent Gym, "shouldn't you..."

"Wait!" Gold Medal Coach Liu Meng suddenly knelt on the ground. "Big Brother, I was wrong! I didn't recognize a true expert when I saw one! Please, you are a magnanimous person..."

He actually started slapping his own face. "My mouth is foul! I deserve to die!"

This dramatic scene had everyone in the Livestream room dying of laughter:

[So quick to chicken out!]

[Where did all that arrogance go just now?]

[Hahaha, I'm dying!]

[Screen recorded! Trending list tomorrow for sure!]

There was no helping it; Gold Medal Coach Liu Meng knew the difference between losing face and social suicide. If he really had to follow through on the bet, he would have to consider moving to another planet.

Or maybe he wouldn't use the stairs or the elevator when going downstairs...

This livestream, which was originally set up by his lackeys to shame Jiang Jing, had now become a blade pointed at Gold Medal Coach Liu Meng himself.

Jiang Jing frowned, suddenly finding it all meaningless.

He brushed off some non-existent dust from his clothes. "Forget it, it's boring."

Turning to Zhou Wenying, he said, "Let's go."

"Just letting him off like that?" Zhou Wenying pouted, seemingly a bit disappointed.

Jiang Jing smiled faintly. "It's already spread online. His reputation is ruined, it's social suicide all the same. No one will dare to hire someone like him."

Zhou Wenying's eyes lit up, and she looked at Jiang Jing with admiration. "Brother is so amazing~"

As the two were about to leave, the Gym owner suddenly blocked their path. "Sir, please wait! I am Zhao Gang, the owner of this establishment. I wonder if you would be interested in being our spokesperson? The annual salary starts at three million!"

The owner wanted to use this to generate buzz and get the name of his shop out there.

He had even thought of the hook—the world record was born right here!

[The owner knows quality!]

[This endorsement is absolutely worth it!]

[Big God, say yes!]

Jiang Jing shook his head. "Not interested."

"Five million!" The owner gritted his teeth and increased the offer. "Plus shares!"

A chorus of gasps rang out around them.

Jiang Jing found it somewhat amusing. Would he care about this little bit of money?!

So he continued to shake his head. "I pay money to work out here, only to run into this kind of nonsense. How are you even shameless enough to come over and say these things?!"

The owner was instantly rendered speechless. He wanted to say something, but swallowed his words in the end.

Jiang Jing didn't say anything more and left the Gym with Zhou Wenying.

Behind them, Gold Medal Coach Liu Meng remained slumped on the floor.

Topics like #Mysterious Expert Crushes Bodybuilding Champion at the Gym# and #Breaking Plank Record While Carrying Someone# dominated the trending list.

Everyone watched as Jiang Jing took the young lady into a stunningly customized lamborghini, only then realizing that he truly had no interest in the conditions the owner had just proposed.

The owner didn't say anything either, merely lamenting the loss of this opportunity to get rich.

And thus, the world where only the tough guy gets hurt was achieved...

Back in the lamborghini, Zhou Wenying could no longer contain herself, directly grabbing Jiang Jing's arm. "Brother! You are so cool! I've never seen someone so amazing!"

She looked up, her eyes full of admiration. "How on earth did you do that?"

Jiang Jing smiled without answering, silently watching as Zhou Wenying's favorability reached 60.

"Where do you want to go next? Shopping?" Jiang Jing started the car, the V12 engine letting out a beast-like roar.

"Okay!" Zhou Wenying agreed happily, then hesitated for a moment. "But... I'm covered in sweat..."

"It's fine, let's go to my place to take a shower first." Jiang Jing said casually. "It's not far, very convenient."

Zhou Wenying's eyes lit up instantly.

Going to Jiang Jing's place? This was a major development! She feigned modesty and bit her lower lip. "...Would that be too much of an intrusion?"

"Not at all. I have a guest bathroom and fresh clothes at home." Jiang Jing started the car. "If you don't mind."

"Then... okay." Zhou Wenying lowered her head, hiding the smile on her lips.

The lamborghini drove toward Shanshui Manor.

Jiang Jing observed Zhou Wenying's reaction through his peripheral vision—when the car drove into the gates of the manor, her small, rosy mouth opened involuntarily, and her beautiful eyes were filled with shock.

"Jiang Yan, prepare the guest bathroom." Jiang Jing instructed the beautiful housekeeper who came to meet them. "And find a new set of fresh clothes for Miss Zhou."

"Arranging it immediately." Jiang Yan's gaze lingered on Zhou Wenying for a brief moment before she hurried off to prepare.

Jiang Jing took Zhou Wenying on a tour of the main areas of the manor.

"Oh my god! This is just like a mansion in the movies!" Zhou Wenying stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing at the blue-glowing swimming pool in the night. "Can I... take a photo? Just of the pool!"

"Of course, feel free." Jiang Jing said generously.

Zhou Wenying immediately took out her phone and started taking selfies from various angles.

Although she said she was only taking pictures of the pool, she cleverly framed herself into every shot.

Jiang Jing could imagine what kind of sensation these photos would cause on her social media feed.

Meanwhile, his phone kept vibrating.