At this time, Jiang Yunshao said that he had drank three large jars and was a little light-headed. Jiang Yun sat down to rest.
At this moment, a sturdy man in his forties jumped out next to him and said to Jiang Yun: "Brother Jiang, I didn't expect that you have such a good drinking capacity. You can't even drink it with our two star masters. But you can't drink enough."
"Drinking capacity, I heard from brothers that you bravely braved the God-given Empire's army alone, and you were invincible. My brother is not talented, so I want to learn from you!"
This big man is considered a powerful character in the Dixing Village. He is very powerful when he marches and fights on weekdays. He is good at practicing spiritual arts and is at least level 5 or 6. Logically speaking, he can sense.
De Jiangyun's spiritual power level.
But Xiao Hei hung on Jiang Yun's waist, and Xiao Hei completely hid Jiang Yun's spiritual power. Therefore, the big man did not sense Jiang Yun's spiritual power.
The big man openly challenged Jiang Yun, and the situation exploded in an instant. More disciples from the Dixing Village rushed over, including other disciples from the Dixing Village under the pergola, who crowded over to watch the excitement.
When the disciples who had been drinking with Jiang Yun heard this, they all tried their best to hit their heads, got up, and started cheering. Xin Haiqu and Qiu Zimo wanted everyone to see Jiang Yun's true ability, so they gathered their spiritual power to force out something.
The smell of alcohol came out, everyone smiled and said nothing, ready to watch the show.
Facing the crowd's cheers and cheers, Jiang Yun didn't feel timid at all. He said cheerfully: "Okay, how do you compare?"
The fifty-year-old man was tall and tall, with a strong back and a strong waist. In addition, his spiritual power level was not low. What he was most proud of was his incredible physical strength. If he were on the battlefield, he could knock over several enemies with a single sprint.
After hearing this, the big man was stunned, and then scratched his ears and cheeks and said: "Hey, we are all friends. It is not good to use knives, guns, fists and feet. How about you and I playing tug of war?"
"Tug of war?" The disciples around him suddenly shouted loudly.
The fifty-year-old man said anxiously: "What's wrong with the tug of war? Which one is stronger? You guys are shouting like birds. If you have the guts, you can come!"
The surrounding disciples suddenly became silent. They all heard about Jiang Yun's bravery from the two star masters. Seeing Jiang Yun's young age, they were a little suspicious, but they didn't dare.
Take risks on your own.
Since the fifty-year-old man was usually braver and had few opponents. Seeing that Jiang Yun was so young and not very strong, he was even more suspicious. So he challenged Jiang Yun. However, although he was a rough man,
But he was still quite thoughtful. He thought that because the two star masters actually said this, maybe this little brother Jiang is really capable.
So he was afraid that he would accidentally suffer a loss in the competition, so the fifty-year-old man was more thoughtful and proposed a tug-of-war.
"Okay, just tug of war!" Jiang Yun answered cheerfully without feeling guilty at all.
When the surrounding Dixingzhai disciples saw Jiang Yun's promise, they shouted and rushed out. Soon they dragged out a hemp rope as thick as an arm.
The leader was a grown-up young man. The young man was about twenty years old, very young. However, he was strong and looked extremely powerful. After the young man led the group to pull the long rope away, he said: "
OK, I'll be the referee!" He took off his shirt, revealing his strong and strong muscles.
Then he twisted his clothes together and tied them in the middle of the hemp rope. He also took two long spears from the hands of the disciples next to him and placed them on the left and right sides of the ground respectively.
The young man shouted: "Based on this piece of clothing and the two spears on the left and right on the ground as the side line, whichever side of the spear the clothes passes will win. Well, where do you two stand on each side?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yun smiled faintly and said to the fifty-year-old man: "You stand first!"
The man in his fifties burped from wine and said, "Just stand." As he said this, the man in his fifties strode forward and stood to the left.
Seeing this, Jiang Yun suppressed his smile, walked to the right and stood still.
"Okay, get ready to start!" the young man shouted.
The big men surrounding Jiang and the three men gathered in a circle, and they all started shouting.
The man in his fifties took the lead and held the hemp rope in his hand. He raised his head and motioned to Jiang Yun to take the rope. Jiang Yun smiled, bent down, and gently grabbed the hemp rope.
Unexpectedly, what surprised the fifty-year-old man was that Jiang Yun actually held the hemp rope with only one hand, and then made a horse stance to signal the big man to start.
The fifty-year-old man was stunned and asked: "What do you mean?"
Jiang Yun smiled and said: "I will have a hand to pull you out!"
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding disciples all started shouting. West Star Lord Xin Haiqu and Tongnan Star Lord Qiu Zimo smiled and shook their heads, but did not speak.
The face of the fifty-year-old man suddenly swelled up to the color of pig liver. He didn't expect Jiang Yun to be so proud. This was completely contemptuous of him! The fifty-year-old man felt that his face was wiped out, and his tiger eyes seemed to want to spurt.
As if he was in a rage, he suddenly let out a roar, then stepped forward, the muscles of his arms bulged, and he was already pulling the rope with force.
Jiang Yun clearly felt a strong force coming from the other end of the rope in an instant. He did not dare to be careless. He smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the spiritual power of the four meridians and eight meridians flew forward, and it had already converged on the palm holding the rope.
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Jiang Yun clearly felt that the power in his hand was several times stronger than the opponent's. Without even looking at the fifty-year-old man, he just pulled lightly, and the man shouted loudly, and directly
He was pulled to the ground.
The clothes tied in the middle of the rope were naturally pulled to Jiang Yun's side, far beyond the edge of the spear.
The middle-aged man took a mouthful of yellow sand and stood up with a cry, his face full of shame, and he was speechless for a moment.
All the surrounding Dixingzhai disciples opened their mouths in surprise and were speechless.
Too fast! Simply too fast! Before he could understand what was going on, Jiang Yun pulled the middle-aged man to the ground.
It was so weird to see the result so quickly! Everyone knew that the fifty-year-old man had cultivated to the fifth or sixth level of spiritual power, and he was the leader among them. Unexpectedly, in front of Jiang Yun, there was no resistance at all.
force.
From this we can see how powerful Jiang Yun is!
The fifty-year-old man was so angry that he yelled "Wow!" To be honest, he didn't understand what was going on with the other party just now. But at that moment, he felt a majestic force coming, and before he had time to think about it, his whole body collapsed.
Involuntarily, he was pulled over and fell to the ground.
Seeing that the disciples around him were laughing at him loudly, the big man still felt unwilling.
In fact, Jiang Yun was also afraid that the big man would lose face. After all, he was a guest in Xingzhai, so he should not offend others. Jiang Yun was determined to give the big man a step down, so he decided to give the big man another chance.
Jiang Yun glanced at the surrounding Dixing Village disciples, then his eyes fell back on the fifty-year-old man, and said: "You can ask a few brothers for help, let's do it again."
The man in his fifties was worried that he would not have a chance to step down. Hearing this, he was overjoyed. He thought that he alone could not defeat the opponent, so he simply called a few more brothers to come up and get it together. He had to pull the kid down.
Thinking of this, the fifty-year-old man looked at the crowd and began to call names. He must be considered a big leader among the disciples. In an instant, he called out six or seven men as strong as cattle.
These six or seven men are very big, bigger than the men in their fifties. However, their spiritual power is not as sophisticated as that of the men in their fifties, and they are probably only at the third or fourth level. They usually listen to the men in their fifties.
After hearing the big man's words, everyone stood up and clenched their bodies together with the big man in his fifties.
The competition begins again.
The young man moved his clothes to the middle, then waved his hand and shouted: "Pull!"
The seven big men stood with their feet on their toes, their bodies falling backwards in unison, gnashing their teeth, all using up all the energy in their bodies.
"Roar!" The seven big men shouted in unison, and the shouts were like thunder, shaking the flags in the field.
Unexpectedly, at the other end of the rope, Jiang Yun was still holding his body with only one right hand, and his left hand was carried gracefully behind his back. His feet stepped deeply into the yellow sand, and his body leaned back slightly. He sensed seven sounds coming from the other end of the rope.
The big man unleashed great strength. Jiang Yun looked stern and pulled hard with his right arm.
"Ahhh!" The seven big men seemed to be standing on the boundless sea, with rolling waves rushing towards them.
In an instant, it felt as if all of their bodies had been drained away. The seven big men couldn't help themselves and threw themselves forward and fell to the ground. They all fell like a dog eating shit.
Naturally, Jiang Yun's clothes fell to Jiang Yun's side again. Seeing the funny scene of all seven big men throwing themselves to the ground, Jiang Yun smiled sheepishly. Then he muttered, "Why don't you call a few more people?"
bring it on!"
The surrounding Dixingzhai disciples were already dumbfounded! This is simply unbelievable. Jiang Yun actually used one hand to pull all seven big men who were practicing spiritual power to the ground in an instant. How much strength does this require?
That’s it!
Xin Haiqu and Qiu Zimo looked at each other, the smiles on their faces faded, and there was a hint of surprise. At the same time, they felt some admiration for Jiang Yun in their hearts.
The fifty-year-old man took another mouthful of yellow sand. Feeling that his face had been wiped out today, he simply risked his life and shouted around: "Zhang Long, Fu Feng, Qing Yang, Dong Guoxiong, Xin Da, you five are coming too!"
Huohuohuo, five more long men squeezed out of the crowd in an instant, and stood proudly to the left, joining the queue of seven men.
This time, it became twelve people fighting one person.
The surrounding disciples held their breath for a moment and watched the situation in the field with all their concentration without making any sound.
The entire training ground suddenly became quiet, except for the sound of flags flying in the wind in the distance.