At this time, many Mohist disciples were walking quickly in the same direction in groups of three or two, as if there was some collective incident to be handled.
Master Ban stroked his beard and asked strangely, "Brother Xu, is there anything important today? So many disciples are gathered together?"
Master Xu shook his head, "No!"
"It shouldn't be an enemy situation, otherwise there should have been an alarm."
Thief Zhi was still quick with his hands and feet, and he swung himself in front of several disciples and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"
"It's Commander Robber Zhi!" Several disciples suddenly blocked the road by Robber Zhi. They were startled at first, and then laughed and replied after seeing the person clearly, "We are just going to join in the fun."
"I heard that a young man born with supernatural powers has arrived and has defeated many brothers from the Blacksmithing Department. Commander Tie has already been alerted."
After saying that, they bypassed Robber Zhi and followed the others happily.
Boredom is inevitable if they stay in the city all the time. It is rare for them to join in the fun, and they don't dare to miss it.
The Mohist Forging Department, as the name suggests, is mainly responsible for forging and smelting basic materials. In the city, this kind of work is neither convenient to use animal power nor water power, so it mainly relies on manpower.
Therefore, the Blacksmithing Department has gathered most of the muscular men within the Mo family, all of whom are strong men who can easily move one or two hundred kilograms of weight.
The iron commander they call is Big Iron Hammer, one of the six commanders of the Mohist family. He is mainly responsible for the forging department. He is a master of both internal and external skills and can carry a large cauldron weighing a thousand kilograms.
It is indeed rare to be able to alarm him, who seems to be still a young man.
Master Ban smiled and looked at Master Xu, "Oh, the big hammer has been disturbed. It seems that the strength of this person is indeed extraordinary."
"Shall we go join in the fun?"
Qianlong was obviously interested and tugged on Duanmu Rong's sleeve, "Sister Rong, Sister Xue, let's go and take a look."
Looking at Qianlong, Duanmurong asked softly, "Qianlong, aren't you tired after a bumpy journey?"
Chitaki narrowed his eyes into two crescent moons and said with a smile, "I'm a little tired, but I can still join in the fun."
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If a child wants to go, the adults naturally have no choice but to refuse, but there are other guests there, so Master Ban looks at Ganie Chenhe and asks, "What are you two planning to do?"
Chen He said nothing, indicating that he could do whatever he wanted.
Gai Nie looked at the child he was bringing.
Tianming touched his chin and muttered to himself in confusion, "Innate supernatural power? A young man?"
"Why do I feel so familiar when these words are put together?"
Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something, raised his head and looked at Gai Nie, "Uncle, let's go and have a look."
Gai Nie was confident and nodded.
So a group of people walked up the corridor and walked towards the forging department.
After passing through several long corridors, the group entered the mountain again. After walking not far, they arrived at the outermost hall of the Forging Department.
At this time, several circles of Mohist disciples had gathered around the spacious circular hall to join in the fun, excitedly waiting for the show to begin.
A big event is coming, and these Mohist disciples have probably been busy for too long and are in urgent need of some entertainment to relax their bodies and minds.
Master Ban saw that there was basically no room for them on the lower floor, so he led everyone around to the second floor platform from the side door.
This place was also occupied by a large number of people joining in the fun, but there was still some open space, so everyone found a place and leaned against the fence to look down.
At this time, one of the lively protagonists also appeared.
Dressed in purple, young, tall, and high-spirited, he is none other than Shao Yu, who has been away from Tianming for many days.
Not far behind him, Xiang Liang and Fan Zeng were standing.
Tianming grinned when he saw this, "Haha, Uncle Liang, Master Fan, and Shao Yu!"
"I knew it must be him!"
On the other side of the hall, at another entrance, a strong figure slowly walked in.
This is a strong man with an explosive build and bulging muscles. He is covered with red tattoos. He carries a very large hammer behind his back. His entire head is almost bare except for a tuft of hair on the top of his head. It is noteworthy that
The little bit of hair on his face, as well as all the hair on his eyebrows and beard, are all red.
This is the big hammer, one of the leaders of the Mo family. You don’t need to know him, you can guess his identity just by looking at the hammer behind him.
The two protagonists have arrived, each standing still, waiting for the competition to begin.
Tianming was a little strange, "What are they waiting for? Isn't it a competition?"
Thief Zhi, who preferred to have fun with Tianming, came over to explain his confusion and said, "This is not a competition of martial arts, but a competition of strength."
"Comparing strength?" Tianming scratched his head and looked back and forth between the two players.
The big red-haired man's muscles are very compressive. He is obviously not a stubble, and he must be very strong.
In comparison, Shao Yu and Xiao Xiao who were standing opposite him were almost gone, and they had no chance of winning at first glance.
However, Tianming recalled the Wushuang ghost who had attacked them before - that guy was even taller than the red-haired guy below, and he wasn't much stronger than Shao Yu. He was just stronger than a man with copper ribs and iron bones.
It’s hard to say who will win and who will lose.
"Now they are waiting for the guy they need for the competition." Thief Zhi didn't know Tianming's psychological activities, so he explained further.
"Who is this?" Tianming's doubts just came to mind, and the answer had already appeared.
Following a burst of low shouts, the Mohist disciples who were watching hurriedly made way for a passage. A team of twelve people struggled to carry a large four-legged bronze tripod, and moved slowly towards the center of the hall step by step.<
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"Wow! Such a big cauldron needs so many people to carry it. How heavy is it!?" Tianming couldn't help but exclaimed.
Thief Zhi touched his chin, but did not give a definite answer, "This cauldron... can only be moved by a big hammer alone. I have never cared about its weight."
"Do you know?" He then asked the Mohist disciples around him.
The replies I got were all shaking their heads, "We don't know either, but the brothers in the forging department are all very strong, and if twelve people have to lift it so hard, it probably weighs more than a thousand kilograms no matter what."
"Outrageous!" Tianming trembled when he heard this rough answer and gave his own evaluation.
Robber Zhi clicked his tongue and shook his head, "This is a big hammer, too. The opponent is obviously still a young man, so he just made such a thing, which is too much."
When Tianming heard this, he smiled and retorted, "Hey, don't underestimate Shao Yu, he is much stronger than he looks."
"Do you know him?" Robber Zhi asked.
"Of course, he is my younger brother!" Taking advantage of the fact that the person involved had no time to refute, Tianming boasted without any politeness.
Upon hearing this unreliable statement, Thief Zhi crossed his arms, glanced at Tianming, and stopped asking him.
Tianming didn't care, and turned his head excitedly to wait for the show.
"Cang!"
With a loud noise, the twelve arrogant Mohist disciples finally sent the tripod to the place and dropped it brazenly.
With just such a not-so-heavy hit, several cracks appeared in the stone ground, which shows how heavy the cauldron is.
