"Brother Xu, why don't you give it a try?" Ma Liao suggested that Xu Zijian participate in the competition. He was very confident that even Xu Zijian of the Leshan School would not be able to break the record he set.
There are ten big tripods placed in the tripod-lifting arena. Each tripod has a different weight, getting heavier and heavier from left to right.
Ma Liao worked hard and lifted the third cauldron on the right, breaking the current record of the competition.
Xu Zijian originally did not want to participate, but when he was about to refuse, several Leshan Sect disciples squeezed out from the crowd: "Come on, Senior Brother Xu! We support you! Come back first and save face for our Leshan Sect!"
"Senior Brother Xu, don't hesitate, come on! We support you!"
"Uncle Gu Mo asked us to participate in the activities as much as possible, saying that this is also a kind of exercise. Look, I just got a ranking!" A certain Leshan disciple raised a wooden sign in his hand, with the word 'eight' engraved on it, indicating that he had just
Lost to Maliao and finished second.
The disciples of the Leshan School were so enthusiastic, Xu Zijian could only say: "It is better for Xu to be respectful than to obey."
"If you want to participate, I'll come and have fun too. Sister, do you want to participate?" Xuanyuan Chongwu rolled up his sleeves and, in the spirit of entertainment to kill time, raised a tripod for fun.
"No, when I went down the mountain to send out invitations in the morning, I already found the competition event that I must win." Xuanyuan Fengxue smiled confidently, which immediately made Zhou Xingyun confused. He didn't understand how this cold and cute young lady could.
He came with confidence and said he would win.
"Indeed, my experience in this kind of rigid competition is extremely rich."
Xuanyuan Chongwu's words made Zhou Xingyun realize clearly that Xuanyuan Fengxue's actual combat experience is not very good, but she is very diligent. Competition, a sport that does not require actual combat experience, can be said to be good news for hard-working children, but they don't know how to be aloof.
He mentioned in his mouth, what is the competition event that I must win?
"Hey hey hey, Mr. Qin is here to play too." Qin Shou followed Xuanyuan Chongwu and signed up to participate in the tripod competition. Anyway, as long as you sign up, you will get points, so there is no harm in participating more.
4 points can be exchanged for eggs or rice cakes. The more you work, the more you eat, the more you have fun. If you don't make a small gain, you won't make it in vain. Qin Shou's children love to be greedy for small gains.
A new round of tripod-lifting competition began, and the thirty contestants who signed up stood on the sidelines step by step. When the referee asked who would go first, Mo Nianxi was the first to raise her hands in the air: "I'll go first! Let me go first!"
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The black-haired girl was very active when playing. After saying that, before the referee nodded, she had already run towards the big cauldron on the far right.
"Who is she? I don't think I've seen this person before. She actually walked towards the largest cauldron..." A person from the Jianghu community asked curiously. The big cauldron on the far right is visually estimated to weigh four to five thousand kilograms, two to three tons.
.The black-haired girl walked towards it without hesitation? How arrogant and confident is this?
"I know! I've seen her at Haotian Peak! Her long black hair and black dress... Yes, she is the wife of the Nether Cult, one of the top eight in the Young Heroes Conference, and the fourth seat of the Ten Elites in the Jianghu, Mo Nianxi
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A young man exclaimed. After all, Mo Nianxi is one of the top ten in the world. Although her black outfit is very unlucky, most people will not take a close look at her when they meet her, and ignore her as a passerby. But as long as they pay a little attention,
It is not difficult for everyone to recognize that this girl is one of the top eight in the Young Heroes Conference.
Ma Liao looked at the black-haired girl in shock, and subconsciously asked Zhou Xingyun next to him: "Can she lift it up?"
Ma Liao didn't know much about Mo Nianxi. He only knew that she was the fourth among the top ten elites in the world, and her martial arts level was a step above him. However, even so, Ma Liao didn't think that the black-haired girl was stronger than him, let alone
Lift the rightmost and most weighty cauldron.
"I don't think she can lift it."
Zhou Xingyun knew very well how much Mo Nianxi weighed. Even if she exhausted all her inner strength, she would probably be able to lift the big cauldron in the middle, which seemed to be about 700 kilograms.
"Then why did she...?" Maliao was very puzzled. Since she couldn't lift it, why did the black-haired girl still lift it?
"Does she want to use the leverage principle?" Zhou Xingyun was confused and thought deeply, but he soon discovered that he had overestimated Mo Nianxi.
The black-haired girl didn't use her brain to think about the problem at all. Everyone just saw her turning around the big cauldron, and then got into the bottom of the cauldron. She tried her best to hold it up with both hands. After three seconds, they saw that the big cauldron was not moving at all. They were decisive.
Give up and choose the next target.
It turns out that Mo Nianxi started the challenge with the heaviest cauldron, and after failure, she changed to the next one.
Zhou Xingyun looked at the black-haired girl like a little black cat, eager to dig into the bottom of the cauldron, repeatedly defeated and challenged to the limit, so he had no choice but to fulfill his promise and applaud her.
In the end, the emperor paid off, and Mo Nianxi spent all her efforts to finally lift the third cauldron on the far left. Sure enough, the black-haired girl's results were worse than Zhou Xingyun expected...
"Is she...really the fourth among the top ten elites in the world?"
"It should be her..."
"I think it's a bit over-the-top. She looks weaker than Malio."
The audience was immediately disappointed when they saw the black-haired girl's true ability. At first, they thought the girl could break Malio's record, but who knew... Hahaha.
"This competition is not fun at all." Mo Nianxi returned to Zhou Xingyun in disgrace and made a face at Dading on the field, as if it was Dading's fault that she could not achieve good results.
"Who told you to overestimate your abilities? Come here, you are a lot of dust. Let me pat it for you." Zhou Xingyun helped the girl tidy up her clothes in an annoyed manner. The little girl was too playful and kept digging into the bottom of the cauldron, making her whole body dirty.
Come on.
"Actually, I think this competition can be done as a team, with two or three people working together to lift the cauldron." Mo Nianxi said with enthusiasm. If the rules of the competition were changed, she could participate with Zhou Xingyun, which would obviously be more fun.
"It's better to play with two people and three legs." Zhou Xingyun pinched the tip of the black-haired girl's nose and shook it from side to side. Mo Nianxi was immediately puzzled: "Wait (what) is it two people with three legs?"
"Tie our feet together and we will be two...what are you doing?"
"Tie them up! One, two, one!"
Before Zhou Xingyun finished explaining, Mo Nianxi had already understood it, bent down and tied their calves with cloth strips. In this way, they had to walk with one mind.
When Zhou Xingyun and Mo Nianxi were playing around, Ma Liao suddenly turned to Xu Zijian and said, "Brother Xu, it's your turn to perform."
Ma Liao is very confident in his own strength and is not afraid of Xu Zijian challenging his record.
"Okay." Xu Zijian held his fists in a cool and dignified manner, and then walked towards the third cauldron on the right, which was the cauldron that Ma Liao once raised.
Xu Zijian knew what he was doing. The exercises he practiced were mainly defensive. He was physically stronger than Maliao, but his strength was inferior to him. But he was considered a hard qigong warrior. Even if his strength was not as strong as Maliao, it wouldn't be too different. What's more, he
His martial arts cultivation is higher than that of Maliao.
"Brother, come on!"
"Fight for the first place! Let everyone see the strength of the disciples of Elder Mu of the Leshan Sect!" The disciples of the Leshan Sect saw Xu Zijian standing up, and they all cheered him up excitedly.
His fellow juniors valued him so much, so naturally Xu Zijian couldn't let everyone down. Zhou Xingyun saw him standing in front of the big cauldron, rolling up his sleeves and mustering his strength, shouting loudly and trying hard to lift the cauldron.
"It's moving! It's moving! The cauldron has risen!"
"As expected of Xu Zijian of the Leshan School! He is truly the fifth among the top ten in the world!"
The onlookers applauded loudly. Although the effect of Xu Zijian's lifting of the cauldron was not as easy and obvious as that of Ma Liao. He did not lift the cauldron above his head with both hands in one go, but held his horse steady and lifted the cauldron with his shoulders.
It was lifted a few centimeters off the ground, but... the cauldron did move.
"What do they mean? It's as if the fourth of my top ten heroes is just a name for nothing." Mo Nianxi felt aggrieved. She doesn't practice hard qigong, so her strength is definitely not as good as Ma Liao and Xu Zijian. She participated just for fun.
"It's embarrassing." Xu Zijian put down the cauldron, clapped his hands and returned to the crowd.
"As expected of Brother Xu, Ma Liao respects you!"
"Just for fun."
Two grown men, you respect me and I respect you, their love is so beautiful that Zhou Xingyun got goosebumps all over his body. He quickly moved closer to Mu Hanxing and Zheng Chengxue, so as to admire Biyuan's twin delicate lotuses, thus purifying his polluted eyes.
Zhou Xingyun doesn't understand why heroes and heroines who live in the world are always so heroic and like to hang out with men, drink and have fun. Isn't it bad to hook up with a female hero?
"Ah! My feet..."
As soon as Zhou Xingyun moved, Mo Nianxi had no choice but to jump with him. After all, the two of them had three legs...
After Xu Zijian passed, it was Xuanyuan Chongwu's turn to go into battle. As the brat's sister, Xuanyuan Fengxue naturally wanted to cheer him up: "Come on Chongwu."
Xuanyuan Chongwu twisted his neck and pressed his legs, and sneered wildly: "To be honest, if I don't break the record in this kind of pediatric competition, I will commit suicide."
Xuanyuan Chongwu's unbridled speech immediately attracted the attention of the audience. Everyone did not expect that after watching Ma Liao and Xu Zijian lift the cauldron, some people would dare to speak wildly.
"Who is he? How dare he say such big words? Is he the eldest grandson of Young Master Haolin, Wu Zhe?"
"Senior Brother Zhangsun will not come to participate in such a boring competition." A female disciple of Haolin Young Master said. She saw Xu Zijian coming to lift the cauldron, so she came over to take a look at the handsome pot.
"I haven't seen this person before. He doesn't even wear the sect's emblem."
"Could he be a disciple of some famous hermit family? I didn't see him when I attended the Young Heroes Conference."
Just when everyone was talking and guessing where Master Xuanyuan Chongwu had left, Xuanyuan Chongwu suddenly called to them: "Those who are talking over there, please step aside, otherwise I will not be responsible for anyone's life."
"???" The onlookers looked confused. What does it mean to kill someone? How could someone kill someone by lifting a cauldron?
Everyone was surprised and didn't know what Xuanyuan Chongwu meant when he said this. Some even suspected that he was deliberately causing trouble. However, Xuanyuan Chongwu's next move immediately made the spectators understand that if they didn't go away, they would really
It will kill people.
Xuanyuan Chongwu suddenly swooped up, flew into the air, and kicked the second cauldron on the right. Everyone heard the loud noise, and the cauldron immediately lifted off the ground and rolled back five meters.
If a large cauldron weighing several thousand kilograms were to fall on a person, that person would definitely turn into meat.