Li Niu collapsed face down on the ground after completing his 250th push-up, finally unable to continue, with a loud thump.
With his strength, he might have been able to hold on for another fifteen or twenty push-ups, but Xu Fan's performance had completely shattered his confidence.
If your opponent is a robot that never knows fatigue, you too would feel the utter despair that Li Niu experienced.
Li Niu's scorer breathed a sigh of relief at this moment and loudly reported the score to the organizer's area, "Contestant number 13, 250!"
"Hahaha, number thirteen, not only a jinx but also a 250!"
"Looking at him, you know he can't escape the fate of a 250."
"Where did this guy get the guts to brag about becoming the champion? Look at this young man; he doesn't even seem a bit tired. If he really gets going, he'd ground this black bull into the floor."