Chapter 296: Chapter 192: Holy Shit, Chen Jincheng Is This Ripped?

What a joke. A fitness competition circuit mainly consists of 15 pull-ups, 25 parallel bar dips, 15 straight-bar dips, 20 burpees, 30 squats with a 10kg kettlebell, and 30 standard push-ups.

What’s more, you couldn’t rest in between. You had to do it all in one continuous set.

To put it simply, these were events for professional teams. Competitions were usually judged on form and technique, but sometimes on speed.

Even if it were a competition for speed, it would be impossible for him to place, despite being the city’s fitness champion. He could complete the circuit, sure, but the required level of all-around physical fitness was too high. He was a bulky bodybuilder type; pull-ups and standard push-ups weren’t his forte.

Forget him—most normal people would find just those two exercises difficult. The average man can’t even do five pull-ups.

But now Chen Jincheng wanted to compete in the most grueling way possible: by number of circuits.

That meant doing one circuit, then immediately starting another.

’This has to be a joke.’

’You’d be half-dead from exhaustion after just three circuits.’

’That guy’s a total scumbag who fools around so much. With his kind of stamina, he probably can’t even finish a single set.’

"In that case, I should be able to knock out ten or so sets, easy," Chen Jincheng said, a wide grin on his face.

’It was no joke. As long as he had Constitution Points to burn, he could train all day—if not for the fact that he’d eventually train until he puked and his mind gave out.’

Even without Constitution Points, the physique of a special forces soldier was nothing to scoff at, especially not an elite, all-rounder.

"So confident? Don’t make yourself a laughingstock by failing to finish a single set!" Chen Guxiang sneered. He didn’t believe a word of Chen Jincheng’s bullshit. ’The guy’s a scumbag. With so many beautiful women around, there’s no way he isn’t sleeping with them. That kind of lifestyle takes a massive toll on the body.’

’It’s impossible for someone to party that hard with so many women and still have a monstrous level of fitness, right?’

’It defies all logic. If it were true, wouldn’t every man alive die of envy?’

The live stream’s chat was also exploding with activity.

After all, the viewer count had reached over 130,000. With that many people, some were bound to know about fitness competition circuits, and those who didn’t would look it up. So, everyone in the stream knew what a challenge based on repeating fitness circuits entailed.

It was about repeating the required reps for each exercise over and over, seeing who would break first. A pure contest of physical conditioning, with no technique involved.

Simply put, it was a trial for true iron men.

Just completing one standard circuit was impressive enough. Doing ten of them back-to-back without stopping was a challenge even for fitness gurus.

After all, these were just gym enthusiasts, not professional athletes or special forces soldiers.

Chen Jincheng’s fans, for their part, thought he had lost his mind:

"No way, Cheng, are you serious?"

"Cheng, I can’t back you up on this one. I don’t want to get embarrassed along with you!"

"Cheng, ten sets... that’s not humanly possible. Let’s stop bluffing, okay?"

"..."

Of course, those in the know who thought Chen Jincheng was just running his mouth couldn’t resist chiming in with their own mockery.

"Chen Jincheng, if you can do 10 sets, I’ll call you daddy."

"Chen Jincheng, if you can do 10 sets, I’ll do a handstand while taking a crap and then eat it."

"..."

Chen Guxiang, however, was eager to see Chen Jincheng humiliate himself. When the colleague he’d asked to film the event arrived, he grinned and called out to the other staff members, "Hey everyone, help me set up the stations for the competition circuit! We’ll need two of everything."

The gym employees sprang into action.

They were also eager to see how the drama would unfold.

The gym members who were working out also gathered around curiously. Those who recognized Chen Jincheng were shocked, and those who didn’t quickly learned that an internet celebrity was about to face off against one of Kaiyue’s top fitness coaches in a challenge.

This caused everyone to look at Chen Jincheng with mocking eyes. After all, anyone who knew what the fitness circuit entailed knew how difficult it was. This internet celebrity was a known scumbag who spent his days chasing women. His body was probably a wreck. Who was he to make such a bold claim?

Chen Guxiang’s voice rang out again. "Chen Jincheng, I’ve had the equipment for the circuit laid out. Since you’re so full of yourself, let’s have everyone see what you’ve got."

Hearing this, Chen Jincheng simply waved Ximeng over. "Make sure you get a good shot of this. I need to show everyone that my self-discipline hasn’t been for nothing."

The moment he finished speaking, Chen Jincheng pulled his shirt off.

At first, everyone thought he was just posturing, but when the shirt came off, they were all struck with disbelief.

The onlookers at the gym, the viewers in the live stream—everyone was dumbfounded.

Underneath Chen Jincheng’s clothes was a body covered in sharply defined muscles. Honed by a cheat-like ability—burning Constitution Points to enhance his physique—his muscles were aesthetically perfect, sculpted to the golden ratio. They were in a completely different league from Chen Guxiang’s over-the-top, bulky build.

The die-hard fans in the chat couldn’t believe their eyes:

"HOLY SHIT, am I seeing things?"

"Cheng, is that really you?"

"Am I sure I’m not mistaken? My boy, who I’ve known for so long, is actually this shredded."

"My boy is handsome, okay, fine. He has tons of girls, whatever. But to be this ripped on top of it all!"

"Cheng, you’ve raised the bar for scumbags yet again!"

"..."

The other fans couldn’t stay calm either. A handsome scumbag was one thing, you could stomach that. But a handsome scumbag with a perfect body? That was just a crushing blow to everyone’s self-esteem.

Ximeng, Yinyin, and Jiang Xiaobai were all stunned as they stared at Chen Jincheng. His physique was even better than the last time they’d "worked out" with him. The sight alone felt like a potent wave of pheromones, making them desperately want to sleep with him.

Ximeng immediately swung the camera over to Yinyin and Jiang Xiaobai, revealing their completely smitten expressions to the live audience.

Their captivated gazes made the viewers burn with jealousy.

’Damn, so that’s how much a good body attracts women.’

Some of the die-hard fans were suddenly struck with the urge to hit the gym.

Even Chen Guxiang hadn’t expected Chen Jincheng to have a body like that. He was actually a little envious.

As someone in the fitness world, he knew that his own bulky muscles were relatively easy to build. In contrast, Chen Jincheng’s lean, well-defined, golden-ratio physique was the hardest to achieve—and the most aesthetically pleasing to women. He could even see a couple of women in their forties or fifties beside him gulping.

Chen Jincheng, meanwhile, had already turned to Chen Guxiang. "Coach Chen, I’ll go first then."

With that, he walked straight to a pull-up bar and leaped up to grab it.

Not to be outdone, Chen Guxiang went straight to the other bar, jumped up, and immediately started cranking out pull-ups.

He felt he was in excellent form today and quickly knocked out five reps. ’Maybe my body is just excited at the thought of becoming famous,’ he thought.

Just then, he heard the astonished voices of the women in the crowd:

"Wow, he’s amazing! Look how fast he’s going!"

"I know, right? I didn’t expect him to be this strong!"

"He must be incredibly strong, huh? I bet being with him would be blissful."

"..."

A smile crept onto Chen Guxiang’s lips as he heard their comments.

He relished the feeling of being praised.

"Wow, he’s incredible! He finished all 15 already!"

Another gasp of surprise rang out a moment later.

Chen Guxiang froze. He had only just finished his eighth rep. ’I haven’t even done 15 yet.’