Li Yao made a "bring it on" gesture; his confidence knew no bounds.
Jiang Shaoyang was also confident; he laid his chin on the table, puffed his cheeks with air, and slowly blew air towards Li Yao's toothpick tower.
For the first three seconds, the toothpick tower didn't move the slightest bit.
After three seconds, Jiang Shaoyang's blow became stronger and stronger, however, only the upper portion of Li Yao's toothpick tower shook and that too ever so slightly.
However, the lower portion, the octagonal structure remained extremely stable, due to the extended toothpicks in all directions which acted as "stable supports".
The toothpick tower, with a solid structure, didn't show the slightest sign of collapsing.
"It's useless."
Looking at Jiang Shoayang's face flushed red to ears from blowing, Li Yao slightly smiled and said, "My toothpick tower not only takes the structural stability into account but also some principles of fluid mechanics and aerodynamics.
