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Chapter 71 Competition

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Seeing that the encirclement was about to break, the man in green said loudly, "Your Majesty, why are you so anxious? That day, Your Majesty humiliated our Hero Association, do you really want to be so light-hearted? However, Your Excellency was able to hide for a while, and even for a lifetime, my hero.

Now that I have targeted you, the problem is not over yet. I wonder if you would like to be followed and monitored every day, or if you would like to solve the problem this time."

Xu Yi stopped and looked sideways at the man in green, "How do you explain it?"

Originally, he didn't want to talk nonsense with the Heroes Association. He could leave if he wanted to, or stay if he wanted to. With his current ability, how could he take this ragtag group of Heroes Association into his eyes.

However, the man in green's words moved him, and the reason lies in Mu Bo and Qiu Wa.

Now, he is no longer alone and has to think about Mu Bo and Qiu Wa in everything.

Right now, I have already fallen out with Black Dragon Hall, and I am too busy taking care of myself. If I get entangled with the hero, it will be too much of a loss.

In a word, in his eyes, this hero is just a caterpillar, harmless but disgusting.

"Follow me to see my eldest brother. I'll do whatever my eldest brother says to solve it! Otherwise, our hero will have three thousand brothers who will fight to the death with you!"

The man in green said sternly.

"Yes, we will fight until death!"

Everyone responded in unison, and the momentum became much stronger.

"Then let's go!"

Xu Yi spoke cleanly and authentically.

In less than half a cup of tea, Xu Yi met the "eldest brother" of the Heroes Association, the legendary Master Zhao.

He was a short, withered man with a yellow face. What was even more yellow than his complexion was a head of sparse yellow hair. Xu Yi never expected that Master Zhao, whom many heroes would say heroes worship as gods, would actually look like this.

When Xu Yi arrived, Mr. Zhao was standing in front of a huge blue stone tablet, stunned.

There are many names engraved on the stone tablet, and there are probably hundreds of them in a row.

These names are either in a single column, or in a row of several, or at most a dozen in a row.

Each column is prefixed with a number. The number is between five thousand and seven thousand.

After a quick glance, Xu Yi understood the meaning of these numbers, because there was a dynamometer not far from the stone sign, a much larger dynamometer than the one in the practice room.

With this dynamometer, the suffix unit of these numbers is clear, it must be "jin".

Mr. Zhao did not let Xu Yi wait any longer. Xu Yifang stood still and without looking back he pointed at the name on the stone tablet and said, "Man in the hat, I understand the gap between you and my brothers.

In this world, wolves eat meat, dogs eat shit, and the strong is king. They cannot be stronger than you, but they insist on claiming the roost in front of you. They deserve to suffer the consequences! I, Zhao Baliang, understand this truth."

"Having said that, I am their eldest brother. Since I am their eldest brother, if the brothers are bullied, I, the eldest brother, must find a way back. This is another truth. Since they are all truths, there is no difference between them.

Well, we can only use our fists to discuss victory or defeat and prove the truth. Of course, I have no interest or time, and I don’t want to go into the ring with you to fight to the death for such a trivial matter."

"Let's compare our strength. Have you seen these people on the stone plaque? Those who can punch three bulls with one punch have their names on it. Between you and me, you might as well add your name on it. Whoever has the higher ranking?

It doesn’t matter who is right. If I win, I don’t want you to repay anything, just apologize to my brothers. If you win, I, Zhao Baliang, will make your promise!"

The strength of one ox is two thousand jins, and the strength of three oxen is six thousand jins. However, because the skills are different in strength and weakness, the so-called strength of three oxen has different standards. The weak ones are just over five thousand, and the strong ones can be close to seven at most. thousand.

Therefore, the numbers on the stone tablets are all between five thousand and seven thousand.

"I promised, whoever comes first!"

Xu Yi said decisively.

He had a slight liking for this Zhao Baliang, he was not shocking in appearance, clean and tidy, he was just doing his job, he was a man.

"Of course I came first. After all, it was me who came up with the method, so you can't suffer any loss." Zhao Baliang said boldly, striding towards the dynamometer.

After experiencing the battle with Elder Feng, Xu Yi understood what Zhao Baliang meant by "I can't let you suffer".

It's just a technique that can exert the power of three bulls, and it doesn't require preparation by adjusting your breath, regulating your qi and blood, and what's worse, you have to endure the pain of retrograde meridians.

At that time, Elder Feng used the "God of Nirvana Fist" to trick Xu Yi into chatting. After being fully prepared, he managed to use the power of three bulls.

At this moment, Zhao Baliang was willing to go up first, making it clear that he did not want to take advantage of him and acted extremely aboveboard.

But seeing him walking slowly towards the dynamometer, everyone in the Heroes Association around him cheered loudly.

"Master Zhao is invincible!"

"Master Zhao is mighty!"

"…………"

Lowering his waist and bowing his horse, Zhao Baliang shouted loudly, his left palm turned red rapidly, and he threw out his long arm, like a long smoke in the sky, with a loud bang, his palm fell heavily on the dynamometer, and the crystal on one side immediately appeared. Figure out the numbers and jump up like crazy!

The shouts of the people nearby were immediately unified by the counting, "Six thousand, six thousand one, six thousand two, six thousand three, six thousand four, six thousand five... Wu, six thousand five!!!"

The whole place was filled with wild cheers.

Zhao Baliang's punch was worthy of the cheers of the crowd.

But because there were hundreds of names listed on the stone tablet, only one person hit 6,500 jins. There were only three people above Zhao Baliang, two with 6,600 jins and one with 6,700 jins.

In other words, Zhao Baliang's punch contains a lot of gold, ranking fourth among the hundreds of superpowers in the body-forging realm. This power is really great.

"The man in the hat is invited. As long as you hit 6,500 kilograms, Zhao will consider you the winner!"

Zhao Baliang raised his hands and cupped his fists, and said proudly.

"Haha, it's just him. Mr. Zhao praises him too much!"

"This guy must have some strength, otherwise he won't be able to defeat Master Lei. But compared with the infinitely powerful Master Zhao, it's like holding tofu with a hemp rope, let alone mentioning it."

"Can you speak? Mr. Lei is no better than the man in the bamboo hat. It's just that the man in the bamboo hat suddenly struck, catching Mr. Lei off guard. I see, this man wears a bamboo hat and dares not see others. He is obviously guilty!"

"…………"

Xu Yi ignored the noise around him and stepped forward quickly, neither squatting nor lowering his waist. He made a fist with his right hand and hit it hard on the dynamometer like a flying fireball. There was a loud bang and the earth seemed to shake. A few times.

With one punch, the noisy scene fell silent for an instant, leaving only the sound of countless gasps, like a group of ducks being strangled by the neck, which was particularly sobering.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Isn't it time for our problems to be solved now?"

Xu Yi said calmly.
Chapter completed!
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