Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Eighth Cow Herding, Wang Xiaoer
Chapter 158: Cowboy, Wang Xiaoer
Chen Jinyuan's hand could only barely hold Ba Mo's wrist, which seemed a bit exaggerated. As soon as Bai Wuxia started shouting, Chen Jinyuan felt Ba Mo Muxia's sudden force. Due to the sudden inertia, he almost pressed Chen Jinyuan's hand.
On the stone table, luckily Chen Jinyuan still had some strength and held it in time to prevent him from succeeding.
"Can't you tell that this guy looks tough and can be deceitful? You really can't judge a book by its appearance!" Chen Jinyuan was impressed by Ba Mo.
It was indeed very laborious to break off two hands. The huge force of nearly 5,000 kilograms was only as strong as Bamo. Chen Jinyuan almost used all his strength to break the hand, and finally he slowly broke his hand back.
Bamo's eyes were widened, and he watched helplessly as the hand that was about to win was pulled back again. He clenched his teeth and the muscles on his face were trembling.
"Brother Ba Mo, be gentle and be careful to poop out!" Seeing Ba Mo's behavior, Xue Qingshan on the side teased.
"Hey, Ba Mo, get ready to eat the wine vat!" Chen Jinyuan shouted loudly, and suddenly increased his strength. Ba Mo was overwhelmed and loosened his grip, losing.
Ba Mo was unequivocal. He rubbed his wrist that was so painful from being pinched by Chen Jinyuan, picked up a jar of wine, and drank it down, spilling the wine all over the floor.
"Brother Chen, we are convinced by you. Ever since we were young, there has never been anyone who dared to compete with me in strength. I didn't expect Brother Chen to be so strong!" Bamo was a little shaken after drinking a jar of wine.
Chen Jinyuan also rubbed his sore hands and said, "Brother Bamo, your strength is not small! Have you practiced any power-based exercises?"
Ba Mo said with some pride: "Strength is something you are born with. We are the strongest in our clan. When I was six years old, I lifted my father up. When I was thirteen years old, I went up the mountain with my father to chop down
Chai, when I met a big black bear that wanted to eat me and my dad, I had a fight with it and ended up beating it to death. Then I picked up a book in the bear cave called "Strong and Wild Bull Strength"
, and later I found out that it was a secret book of physical training. We have practiced according to it for almost twenty years, and our strength has increased dramatically. Now we can kill an elephant with just one punch! The people in the tribe gave it to me.
My nickname is Man Niu!"
"Haha, Brother Bamo is really blessed to have such an adventure!" Chen Jinyuan laughed when he heard this.
"Hehe, you can't compare to Brother Chen. You are actually stronger than us. Have you also learned some body training techniques?" Bamo touched his head and felt a little embarrassed.
Chen Jinyuan smiled and nodded.
Bamo's eyes lit up, "Brother Chen, let's discuss it with our eldest brother!"
"What?"
"You teach us how to increase our strength, and we will follow you and be your little brothers. Our strength has not increased for a long time!" Bamo scratched his head in embarrassment.
the next day
Chen Jinyuan woke up in the early morning sunshine, rubbed his sore temples, and looked around with squinted eyes. The yard was in a mess, and the smell of alcohol was overwhelming. Xue, Bai, and Bamo all shrank to the ground like lying corpses, almost
You drank too much last night. No matter how strong your inner strength is, you can't withstand drinking one bottle after another.
"Get up, get up!" Chen Jinyuan kicked them one by one and said hurriedly.
It took a long time for several people to wake up faintly. Ba Momuxia pushed Xue Qingshan away from him, "What's going on! We were sleeping soundly!"
Chen Jinyuan rushed forward and shouted loudly, "Be awake, there is still a competition today!" He looked up at the sun above his head and saw that it was already three o'clock in the sky. The competition might have already begun, so he felt a little anxious.
"Ah!" Xue and Bai immediately woke up and jumped up from the ground. There was still an important competition today. They patted their dizzy foreheads. They didn't even have time to eat breakfast before they used their Qinggong with all their strength.
Run towards the Golden Summit.
On top of the golden dome.
The other three of the top six have already arrived and have been waiting for a long time.
"Master, how long do we have to wait? We have been waiting for almost half an hour?" The audience looked at the equally anxious Master Huiming on the stage and kept asking.
"Wait a little longer!" Huiming felt a little anxious. After so long, the other three people hadn't arrived. Looking at the complaining audience, Huiming was also a little helpless. If Chen Jinyuan and the others didn't come soon, I'm afraid he would have to make an announcement.
The three people in the audience directly entered the top three.
Huiming looked back at Xu Meng. Xu Meng was also very anxious, worried that something had happened again.
"Whoosh!" A white shadow quickly rushed into the field. At first, it was still dozens of meters away. The next moment, it arrived at the field. The figure stopped in front of Huiming in the audience. Only then did everyone see clearly who was coming.
Who it was, it turned out to be Chen Jinyuan who had arrived belatedly.
"What a fast speed!" The three people around him were startled. A strange color flashed in the eyes of the young man named Huang Xiao, and then darkened.
"I'm sorry everyone, I slept late last night and almost didn't wake up today!" Chen Jinyuan rubbed the remaining eye mucus in the corner of his eyes and said apologetically.
The young man named Huang Xiao was standing next to Chen Jinyuan. He smelled the smell of alcohol all over Chen Jinyuan's body and frowned.
Huiming also frowned and asked, "Where are the other two?"
"They are still behind, come up soon!" Chen Jinyuan said quickly. Xue and Bai were much slower than Chen Jinyuan, and they were already far behind Chen Jinyuan.
"Coming, coming, we're coming!" As soon as he finished speaking, two hurried shouts came from outside the venue.
Xue and Bai rushed to the rostrum, panting, pressing their knees with their hands, bending over and panting heavily. They ran all the way up the mountain, but they were exhausted and in a very embarrassed state.
When Ye Bo saw his apprentice's appearance on the stage, he also felt that his face was a little dull, so he quickly turned his face aside.
Huiming frowned again and said coldly: "Now that the top six have arrived, let's start the competition immediately! Today's competition is a six-to-three competition, and the competition is also drawn. Although you may think it is unfair, you
You may encounter the strongest opponent, but this is how the world is. Luck is a kind of strength. As long as you are lucky enough, you may also encounter the weakest opponent. Enter the top three, or even win the first place. Now let’s invite six people
Young hero, let’s draw lots!”
A lottery tube was placed in front of six people, and each of the six people drew one.
This time Chen Jinyuan faced off against that dwarf Wang Xiaoer, Xue Qingshan's opponent was Shaolin lay disciple Yuan Mu, and Bai Wuxia faced off against the young master of the Huangquan Ghost Sect.
Huiming announced, "Today's first match is between casual cultivator Chen Jinyuan and casual cultivator Wang Xiaoer."
Wang Xiaoer, thirty-four years old, twelfth level warrior, was originally a cowherd boy. When he was ten years old, he went to the mountains to herd cows, but the cow got lost. Wang Xiaoer was impatient and was afraid of being beaten when he went home, so he searched all over the mountain for it.
The cow finally got lost in the mountains and accidentally broke into a valley. The ten-year-old boy saw a red fruit growing on a small tree on the cliff. He couldn't help but feel hungry, so he picked it and ate it.
Unexpectedly, when the fruit hit his stomach, his whole body immediately felt like a volcano pouring hot oil on it, so hot that his whole body was on fire. From then on, Wang Er maintained his ten-year-old figure and never grew a millimeter again.
