The shocked expression on Yue Hongxiang's face slowly bloomed.
She knew that Lin Beichen was very strong.
It is much stronger than outsiders realize.
But he didn't expect that he would be so strong.
What does it mean if the physical strength reaches more than 2,500 kilograms without activating the mysterious energy?
This means that Lin Beichen can defeat any warrior below the martial master level without using Xuan Qi.
A hint of gloom flashed in the depths of Yue Hongxiang's eyes.
It seems that no matter how hard I try, I can never catch up with him.
On the seats where the team was leading the teaching, there were also shocked and incomprehensible faces, one after another with disbelieving gazes, and their mouths opened in an O shape, almost to the point of splitting their cheeks!
Qiu Tian thought he was having a nightmare.
Chu Hen, Liu Qihai and Pan Weimin thought they were daydreaming.
Teachers from other colleges thought they were experiencing an absurd and unruly dream.
Even the chief proctor Li Qingxuan and the assistant proctors were frightened.
Especially Li Qingxuan.
He watched Li Beichen grow up step by step from a playboy, a prodigal son, to participating in school competitions.
But I never expected that this young man would grow at such an astonishing speed.
Back then, his sister Lin Tingchan was just like this, right?
As for the students, most of them have been shocked and lost their ability to think.
Priestess Ye Weiyang's eyes were sparkling, as if the moonlight was shining.
On the other hand, Chen Chen's expression was relatively dull, with only a hint of surprise.
…
"This this……"
In the No. 1 Lottery Hall, the gamblers who were still having fun at first were all confused.
They even suspected that there was something wrong with the Xuanwen formation, and some strange error pictures were sent in.
The strong man with Mediterranean hairstyle has straight eyes.
"This, this, this..."
He looked at the table in front of him. It was ten meters long and three meters wide. The top was made of hard mahogany, and the legs were made of black iron... With such a big table, even if it was made of bread, he would be crushed to death, right?
"Ah ha ha ha ha ha……"
Wang Zhong was elated and said as if he was crazy: "I knew it, I knew it, hahahahahaha... I'm rich, let's see, how much can I win back? Oh, it's 700 gold coins..."
…
"Isn't the power of the Five Cauldrons amazing?"
Lin Beichen's voice with unabashed sarcasm sounded again, breaking the peace of the martial arts hall.
He sneered and looked at Cao Potian.
The latter's face was ashen.
That expression was as if someone had slapped her hard back and forth a hundred times with fresh dog shit on the sole of her shoe.
"You are just..."
Cao Potian gritted his teeth and argued.
Lin Beichen interrupted him directly: "It's just Wuding, right?"
He laughed loudly: "I said, I want you to feel despair, but of course it doesn't stop there."
With that said, he strode towards the No. 6 Cauldron.
In the martial arts performance hall, the crowd instantly became commotion.
What's the meaning?
Could it be...
he wants?
Before everyone could think too much, they saw Lin Beichen coming to the No. 6 cauldron, holding the cauldron ear with his left hand, and lifting the 3,000-pound cauldron above his head with a single lift!
Deathly silence.
If before, Lin Beichen raised the No. 5 cauldron with one hand, which had shocked the students and instructors and lost their ability to speak, then at this time, the picture in front of them, holding the No. 6 cauldron with one hand, made them almost Even the ability to think has been lost.
Cao Potian was stiff all over.
He clenched his fists and dug his nails deeply into his palms.
"Impossible, this is impossible...how could it be..."
Cao Potian couldn't believe all this.
But, the nightmare is not over.
Because Lin Beichen quickly raised the No. 8 cauldron again.
4000 pounds.
The power of the Eight Cauldrons.
Cao Potian trembled all over.
Lin Beichen held up the No. 8 cauldron, looked at him, and said, "Isn't the power of just five cauldrons amazing?"
The same sentence, coming from Lin Beichen's mouth at this moment, had almost devastating impact and damage.
Without waiting for Cao Potian to answer, Lin Beichen put down the No. 8 cauldron, walked to the No. 9 cauldron in a few steps, grabbed the cauldron's ears directly, shouted loudly, and raised the No. 9 cauldron as well.
boom!
The entire martial arts arena suddenly seemed to explode, boiling uncontrollably.
Noisy and chaotic sounds.
Many people open their mouths subconsciously, but they don't know what they are saying.
Chaos, noisy.
Lin Beichen held up the No. 9 Cauldron for five breaths before slowly putting it down.
He looked at Cao Potian and asked again: "Isn't the power of just five tripods amazing?"
Cao Potian looked pale and was sweating profusely.
Every time Lin Beichen asked a question, every word he spoke seemed to be like a knife being stabbed into his body so hard that the knife spattered blood!
The power of Jiuding!
4500 pounds.
What concept?
It’s not just that his strength exceeds his 2,000-pound range.
What it means more is that if two people fight with physical strength alone, Lin Beichen can beat him to pieces with just one punch, causing him to break bones and vomit blood!
The chief invigilator, Li Qingxuan, opened his mouth several times but did not shout out the final score judgment.
But no one thought that Lin Beichen's performance had just begun.
"Now, open your dog eyes and see clearly what is the real power."
Lin Beichen walked to Ding No. 1 again.
"What is he going to do?"
"What's the meaning?"
"Hold it again?"
"this……"
The students in the main hall could not help but express surprise and discussion.
Just watch Lin Beichen grab the No. 1 cauldron, come to the No. 2 cauldron, and put the No. 1 cauldron into the No. 2 cauldron like a matryoshka doll.
Then he did the same thing.
The No. 2 tripod was inserted into the No. 3 tripod.
The No. 3 tripod is inserted into the No. 4 tripod.
The No. 4 tripod is inserted into the No. 5 tripod.
The whole movement and process flowed like clouds and water, very smoothly.
The eyes of the students, instructors and examiners suddenly became straight.
He is not going to...
An unimaginable thought appeared in everyone's mind.
Sure enough, Lin Beichen grabbed the feet of the No. 5 cauldron with both hands, his blood was running to the limit, his blood was boiling, and his whole body seemed to be glowing with a faint red light. He moved his arms hard and shouted loudly.
A voice: "Get up!"
One, two, three, four and five tripods were lifted up by him at the same time.
Only this time, it's hands.
The five tripods added together have a power of 7,500 kilograms!
This is a breathtaking number.
Lin Beichen raised his arms high and raised the five tripods above his head.
Click!
The stone slab under his feet finally couldn't withstand such high pressure and load, and cracked directly. White fine lines spread like spider webs and vines, centered on Lin Beichen's feet.
"Isn't the power of just five tripods amazing?"
Lin Beichen shouted loudly, like thunder from the sky, exploding in the martial arts hall, and said: "Only you can trample the records of my Lin family under your feet, are you worthy?"
Cao Potian's heart seemed to be shattered into pieces in an instant, just like the stone slab.