This big man was two meters tall. Although he had a pair of bare feet, the ground trembled with every step he took. As he ran, he made a "dong dong dong" sound when he landed.
The big man is carrying a pick on his back. The pick is made of fine steel and is not light in weight, but there are still two heavy iron baskets at both ends of the pick!
This big iron basket is also not light. There is a big hammer and a clamp on one side of the basket, and there is an iron furnace on the other side!
The items in these two baskets are made of fine iron and are of unusual weight.
Even a master-level martial arts expert may not be able to carry this kind of martial arts.
But this man was walking like flying while carrying this set of things. His strength alone was not much worse than Qin Lang's strength just now when he lifted the ax with both hands.
When Qin Lang saw this man running towards him, a smile appeared on his lips, he threw the giant ax to the side and said with a smile: "You're finally out!"
Qin Lang could see the strength of this tall man at a glance. Henglian Grandmaster! Just by practicing one's strength, one can become a Grandmaster!
There is only one such person in the Valley of Sacred Artifacts, and that is the owner of the Valley of Sacred Artifacts, Mei Long!
Mei Long appeared and came to Qin Lang in a few dozen steps. He gently put down the bag on his shoulders, and his thick muscles shone with a healthy red color.
"Are you Qin Changkong?"
Mei Long's voice is a bit silly, but that doesn't mean he is stupid.
On the contrary, Mei Long is very smart. How can a master-level strongman who founded a sect be a fool?
"I am!"
Qin Lang responded with a smile.
"You are the one who said that the spiritual weapons in my Sacred Artifact Valley are all inferior spiritual weapons?"
Mei Long asked in a naive voice.
"That's what I said."
Qin Lang continued to answer.
"Okay, let me compare with you."
Mei Long patted his chest and made a sound.
"Compared to what?"
Qin Lang asked interestingly.
"Win two out of three games. In the first game, I will compete with you."
"In the second round, we compete in refining weapons to see who can refining weapons fast enough!"
"In the third round, let's compete to see who can refine the most powerful weapon!"
"If you win, if you want anything from our Sacred Artifact Valley, I, Meron, won't even give you a damn, I will definitely give it to you with both hands!"
"But if you lose! Get out of the Valley of Sacred Artifacts and tell everyone in the world that you, Qin Changkong, are not as good as me, Mei Long, and apologize to me in the Valley of Sacred Artifacts."
Meron pointed to his chest and said.
"Comparing strength?"
Qin Lang chuckled and said: "What kind of comparison?"
Mei Long grabbed the hammer in the pick with one arm. The veins in his arm bulged. He held the big hammer in his hand and said, "My hammer is forged from seabed fine steel. It weighs ten thousand kilograms. I can swing it ninety-nine times."
Eighty-one times, if you can swing eighty-two times, I will lose!"
The head of the hammer is as big as a millstone, and the surface of the hammer is smooth. It has obviously been hammered for many years. Its density is thick, and it is much heavier than ordinary iron. Meilong is not lying when he says it weighs ten thousand pounds.
"Ten thousand pounds, I'm afraid I won't even be able to lift it."
"Just kidding, Overlord Xiang Yu can only lift a giant cauldron weighing a thousand kilograms, but this hammer weighs ten thousand kilograms. Even though the master of the sky has great skills, he probably can't lift such a hammer, right?"
"Look at his open skin and tender flesh, he doesn't look like a strong person! He still has to swing more than eighty times, and I'm afraid his arms will fall off."
"Our Valley Master will definitely win this time."
Several disciples from the Sacred Artifact Valley instantly turned on the taunting mode, and they were all talking and laughing.
"Catch the hammer!"
Mei Long took a deep breath, took the handle of the hammer with one hand and swung it hard. The hammer drew an arc and landed on the ground. The ground shook for several seconds, and everyone fell on their backs.
Qin Lang chuckled, walked to the hammer, put one foot under the handle of the hammer and lifted it gently, the handle of the hammer bounced up and fell into Qin Lang's hand.
Qin Lang gently picked up the hammer with one hand, shook his head and said: "This thing is too light, it's boring!"
The moment Qin Lang pulled up the hammer, countless people were dumbfounded. Even Mei Long had to use some effort to pull up the hammer, but the hammer weighing ten thousand kilograms was like a toy in Qin Lang's hands.
"What?"
"He said it was too gentle..."
"Nima, is this still a human being?"
Several Sacred Artifact Valley disciples who just looked down on Qin Lang felt as if they had been slapped in the face several times, and they all looked at Qin Lang with dumbfounded eyes.
"There's so much nonsense, why don't you start talking first?"
Meron still said confidently.
Swinging the iron hammer and pulling up the hammer are two different concepts. Swinging the hammer eighty-one times and swinging it once are two different concepts. Eighty-one times is about endurance. Once, as long as you are a master, you can swing it twice.
, Mei Long knew this very well, but the ordinary disciples didn't know it.
Qin Lang raised his hand and threw the hammer aside and said: "It is said that there are two sacred weapons in your Sacred Artifact Valley. What I didn't expect is that they are actually a hammer and a furnace. The two sacred weapons that have the refining tools are actually there."
It’s really sad that we can only refine some low-grade spiritual weapons!”
Mei Long couldn't help but be startled when he heard Qin Lang's words, and then said quite unexpectedly: "You can actually recognize this sacred weapon!"
"Nonsense, these two sacred weapons have too many flaws. They can only be used for refining weapons, but cannot be used for fighting. But they are not bad. At least they can be used to refine spiritual weapons, which is enough for me."
Qin Lang said with a smile.
"Don't talk nonsense now. We agreed to compete with each other. You win first and then I'll talk."
Mei Long felt a little guilty after hearing Qin Lang's words, but still seized the opportunity and wanted Qin Lang to retreat without a fight.
"Since you want to compete with me in strength, let's compete with something special."
Qin Lang glanced at the towering ax at the gate of the valley and made a move with one hand: "Here comes the ax!"
"What is he going to do?"
"Holy crap, look, he's referring to the janitor's axe!"
"The ax must not weigh one hundred thousand kilograms?"
"Made, it's down, it's down!"
In front of everyone, in everyone's eyes, the bronze guard ax at the entrance of the valley actually tilted automatically under Qin Lang's wave, and then suddenly flew towards Qin Lang!
'Snapped……'
The torso of the giant axe, which was more than ten meters long, frightened everyone into retreating.
However, Qin Lang grabbed the handle of the giant ax with one hand, jumped up in the air, and raised his hands upward. The giant ax weighing one hundred thousand kilograms was raised above his head with Qin Lang's hands dancing, and then he chopped down heavily towards the depths of the valley.
!
This blow was earth-shattering, and the expressions of countless people watching changed!
Countless people watched Qin Lang holding the giant bronze ax high and slashing down with a bang. The huge energy brought by the giant ax alone caused a crack in the ground. The four pale masters who had just turned pale all had their faces turned to dust and ran away frantically in fear.
Poor Situ Wuliang had just suppressed the swelling internal force in his body. Before he could catch his breath, another giant ax came in front of him. He was so frightened that his beard trembled and he rushed out of the giant ax to chop.
range.
Just as he stopped, Situ Wuliang opened his mouth and spat out several streams of blood before falling to the ground again.
'Boom... click!'
A wave of air followed the towering copper ax and penetrated deep into the valley, making a loud sound.
After the peak on the opposite side of the valley made a loud noise, the originally handsome peak was split into two neat halves, and suddenly turned into a thin line of sky!
"Isn't this... already the power of a god?"
Only when the four masters saw Qin Lang at this moment did they know what a true immortal is. This is really a power that can move mountains and fill seas!
"Aren't you coming out yet?"
Qin Lang went down with the ax and split a mountain into two halves. Then with a flick of his wrist, he raised the giant ax again and threw it in front of Mei Long with a heavy weight.
"If you can swing an ax out of it, I will admit defeat!"
Qin Lang looked at Mei Long with disdain and said.
Mei Long's face was cramping and his eyes almost popped out.
Meron's strength is great, but this giant ax is also really heavy!
This giant ax was a magic weapon forged by his plum dragon. He knew the weight well. It weighed a total of one hundred and eight hundred kilograms. It was pulled by a crane before it was erected at the mountain gate.
No matter how powerful he is, he is still not as powerful as a crane.
But the man in front of me is more powerful than a machine. Is he still a human?
The key is to keep swinging!
That's not something that can be described by a few tons of power.
The master of martial arts is powerful, but there is a limit to his power. He, Mei Long, is a master of horizontal training. Even if a car is placed in front of him, he can easily lift it. However, this giant ax is no longer the weight of a car. It is already
Is it comparable to a main battle tank? (To be continued)