Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities

Chapter 422 - 422: This Physique Is Incredible

Feng Jue walked straight to the horizontal bar and jumped lightly, grabbing the horizontal bar with both hands.

The young man was wearing a white shirt. He was fair and handsome, and his figure was thin. His arms were well-defined, fair, and slender.

Wang Lingyu did not expect that someone would really stand up. When he saw that it was Feng Jue, he revealed a look of disdain. “Is there no one left in Class 1? Are you letting a gigolo defend you? Hmph. Just do it. Let’s see how many you can do!”

Zhu Di, Lu Mao, and the others were also surprised. They did not expect Feng

Jue, who had always been low-key and obedient, to step forward.

Zhu Di asked Gu Yang softly, her tone suspicious, “Yangyang, can Feng Jue do

She could not be blamed for doubting Feng Jue. It was just that Feng Jue was thin and fair, and he looked like a weak scholar.

Gu Yang’s eyes lit up. Without thinking, she said, “He can!”

Feng Jue laughed softly and started to pull-ups at a steady pace.

“If Goddess says Feng Jue can do it, then he can definitely do it.” Lu Mao was worried that no one would suppress Wang Lingyu’s arrogance. When he saw

Feng Jue stand up, his impression of him got better. “Feng Jue, you can do it!”

Zhang Shan and Li Shi also echoed. The boys in Class 1, who were surrounding the horizontal bar, also became cheerleaders.

Seeing that Feng Jue did more than ten pull-ups without stopping, Lu Mao and the other boys became even more excited.

“Have you counted? How many?”

Gu Yang answered, “19.”

After that, the cheers turned into a collective count. “20, 21…

Wang Lingyu was originally looking at Feng Jue from the corner of his eyes, but now he was looking at Feng Jue. When he looked at Zhu Di who was also looking at Feng Jue excitedly, his expression became even uglier. He did not expect this gigolo to be so capable that he stole his limelight!

“27! It’s 27!”

“28. He has surpassed Wang Lingyu!”

“Feng Jue is awesome!” “Oh god. He is still going on!”

There was a cheer.

Due to the intense exercise, Feng Jue’s neck and back were sweating profusely and his white shirt was drenched. His originally fair and handsome face was covered in a thin layer of pink, but his pull-up movements were still neither fast nor slow. The strength that erupted from his thin arms was shocking.

In the stands not far away, Xiao Yize along with Lin Ran, who had dyed their hair green, were also paying attention to the situation by the field.

When he heard the deafening “50” when Feng Jue landed on the ground, Lin Ran clicked his tongue. “No wonder metahuman martial artists are not allowed to participate in international competitions. This physique is simply incredible. Look at Feng Jue. He obviously went easy on the guy. Otherwise, he would have broken the record in a matter of minutes.

Lin Ran swirled his pen a couple of times and continued writing the report. The ID photo attached to the report was Feng Jue.

Xiao Yize stared thoughtfully at the young man not far away.

Speaking of which, it was strange. This young man was exquisite and beautiful. He was definitely the type that could be seen at a glance in the crowd. However, he gave off an extremely low profile, making people subconsciously ignore his existence.

He had known about Feng Jue for a long time, but only now did he notice that this young man’s facial features seemed a little familiar.

Xiao Yize asked casually, “Is Feng Jue also an orphan?”

“Uh huh. His biological parents are unknown, just like Gu Yang.” Lin Ran flipped through the report in his hand. The photo on the first page was Gu Yang’s identification photo. “Speaking of which, I don’t know what kind of luck the Gu family in Jin City has. The two children they adopted are both metahuman martial artists. The biological daughter they found from the orphanage is also a metahuman martial artist. Tsk. There aren’t many families in the capital that have so many juniors who are foreign martial artists.”