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Just when the scene was in chaos, Li Qiang, who was pretending to be dead, couldn't help laughing and was about to burst into laughter.

When an ordinary adult rests, he will breathe seven to eight liters of air every minute, of which about twenty percent of the air inhaled is oxygen, and about fifteen percent of the air inhaled is oxygen. Therefore, each breath consumes five percent of the oxygen and converts it into carbon dioxide.

Take a middle number between seven to eight liters, 7.5 liters, and multiply it by five percent, and the oxygen consumption per minute is obtained, 0.375 liters.

Before the performance, Li Qiang had reserved ten liters of pure oxygen in his body. If calculated at the rate of normal consumption, these pure oxygen can provide him with twenty-six minutes of free breathing. If he had the time to hold his breath, the amount of oxygen saved than normal breathing under his low consumption state, and the low oxygen survival that can be maintained with ten liters of ordinary gas, he could even hold his breath for more than an hour!

Even junior high school students can calculate this math. Under such superior conditions, how could Li Qiang drown when he was just twenty minutes after challenging him?

So he made an exaggerated joke with the guests in the audience in order to increase the viewing and excitingness of the performance!

The only ones who knew about this arrangement in advance were his assistants Shi Xiaojun, Zhang Xinguang, and Chen Bingbing, and Chen Bingbing panic demands to save people, which was rehearsed in advance, and the same performance of Shi Xiaojun and Zhang Xinguang.

But others don’t know that even the host Zheng Qiuyang and host Li Yong were put on one stroke, and the others were completely deceived by Li Qiang’s performance. Some were regretful, some were panicked, some were anxious, and some were gloating.

The only person in the audience who saw that Li Qiang was playing tricks was actually Mr. Wang who was nearly 100 years old.

"Grandmaster, he... how could he be pretending?!"

Zheng Qiuyang was pulled on his wrist by the old man, and he was anxious and afraid, and even his voice was trembling.

The old man smiled calmly and said, "I won't read it wrong, you will know right away."

Zheng Qiuyang was so anxious that he was about to stamp his feet. He thought to himself that you just said that Li Qiang would become an idiot, and he swears that he would not read it wrong. Now he changed his words and said that Li Qiang is fine, which is also called not reading it wrong?

Just as the moment of inextricable exchanges suddenly came from the venue with surprise and incredible shouts!

On the stage, Li Qiang in the fish tank suddenly turned around, his body twisting flexibly like a big carp. He first swung sideways for a few weeks, then flipped his body down, and was in a burst of exclamation. I don’t know what he did. He wiped his hands quickly on his ankles a few times, and he actually took off the handcuffs that were squeezing his ankles!

The audience was in an uproar!

Several guests who were enthusiastic about saving people just controlled Shi Xiaojun and Zhang Xinguang who were blocking him, snatched a ladder and stood beside the fish tank. Before they could climb up, they found that the challenger Li Qiang had already stood up in the water. He held the handcuffs he had just left with his fingertips, and made a victory gesture with the other hand, with a chic smile on his face, waiting for the photographers to take photos!

"I'll just go, this, this, what's going on?"

"I'm so playful! I thought he was going to drown. It turns out he was pretending!"

"It's amazing, this is so fucking amazing!"

"Haha, this guy is so stolen and so stood. The record will definitely be broken!"

"It's so fucking... I just found a fire axe and wanted to go to Sima Guang to smash the jar, but it was useless. Let him play tricks!"

The atmosphere in the venue suddenly rose to its peak, with applause, laughter, laughter and crying complaints, and humble curses.

"It's in Male Gobi, it's all right!"

Dong Boliang was almost crazy. He was still ecstatic last second, but in a blink of an eye he realized that he had been fooled by Li Qiang!

Ding Shirong and the others were similar to him. At this moment, even their noses were pissed. If Li Qiang only succeeded in the simple challenge, it would be fine, but he gave them a chance to be ecstatic in the middle, and then poured a basin of cold water on his head. This is really a fool!

Off the stage, Zheng Qiuyang looked at Li Qiang's performance in a daze, and finally burst into laughter with anger.

"How is it, I'm right?" Mr. Wang said proudly: "He's a little tender when he plays tricks in front of me."

Zheng Qiuyang finally couldn't help but smiled and pulled the old man into the army: "Then why did you say he didn't have the strength before?"

The old man smiled slightly, not caring at all: "This is nothing, who hasn't had a time to miss it?"

Zheng Qiuyang stuck out his tongue and made a face, raised his chin on the stage: "Then tell me, will he succeed in this challenge?"

The old man squinted his eyes and looked on the stage, and said slowly: "You can easily."

...

Li Qiang was indeed at ease. How could he do? He began to play in the fish tank, swim in a synchronized way, and chased the tropical fish around him.

This is so weird. As we all know, exercise requires oxygen consumption, and what Li Qiang lacks the most now is oxygen. This is related to whether he can challenge success. If he succeeds, what level will the record be pushed to.

And at this critical moment, he actually started swimming!

The two Guinness ambassadors who came from the UK from thousands of miles away could not sit still. They came on stage in person to observe and supervise whether Li Qiang had cheated. Li Yong, the gold medal host who had seen all kinds of storms, was also confused. He had forgotten the lines he had prepared in advance, so he simply did not explain it. He put himself in the audience's position and recited in surprise.

As time goes by, it quickly broke the twenty-two-minute world record. The record, which was set by the Japanese and maintained for a year, was successfully broken, and the audience was filled with warm applause.

After swimming for a while, Li Qiang returned to his calm state and sat cross-legged at the bottom of the fish tank. The smile on his face became calmer and his expression gradually calmed down.

"What is he doing?"

"Master, this is, you can really hold it in!"

"It's been twenty-three minutes, he isn't planning to come out yet?"

"Come on Li Qiang! Good example, bring glory to the country!"

"Create a new record and suffocate the Japanese!"

The whispers at the scene were heard one after another, and the atmosphere was bursting. Many people were completely involved in this challenging performance, and even forgot what they were doing.

"This kid is not simple..." The expression on Old Wang's face gradually changed from plain to solemn, from solemn to shock, and murmured: "Hao Yuan Shouyi, this is Huo Yuan Shouyi..."

"Grandmaster, what is Hu Yuan Shouyi?" Zheng Qiuyang asked curiously.

"It is the basis of Taoist practice." Mr. Wang explained in a deep voice: "Holding Yin Yuan, guarding one yang, blocking all the orifices, and guarding the five qi in one meridian and one vein, is to hold the Yuan and guard one."

"Uh..." Zheng Qiuyang was surprised: "Grandmaster, do you think Li Qiang is a Taoist priest?"

"It's different from the Taoist priests now." The old man waved his hand disdainfully, stared at the movements on the stage, and his expression was leisurely and fascinated: "This is the real national treasure..."
Chapter completed!