Great Warriors of Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 179
"These teenagers are really good seedlings."

One-eyed old king, no-nosed old Zhao, one-eared old Zhang, and a group of veterans, standing or sitting together, they just passed the initial test, and they are marching forward with some complacency under the envious eyes of everyone outside. The boys at the camp gate said.

"No, look at that guy, he looks like a calf, and he looks like a good shield player."

"That guy over there is thicker, taller and bigger, his face is as black as charcoal. Look at his legs, they are almost as thick as your old waist. This guy, it's no problem to let him be a swordsman .”

A bunch of old guys, pointing fingers there.

Because Luo Cheng liked them very much, and felt that they had survived a hundred battles and had rich experience in battle, so he specially made them the leaders of each team, and allowed them to enjoy special treatment that many officers and county soldiers did not have, such as what they ate Xiaozao lives in a single room.

Even the clothes do not need to be washed by themselves, and each person is equipped with a mount.

No way, these guys are all veterans, Luo Cheng's county barracks need them.

"This batch is really good."

"No, they are all one in a hundred."

In the camp, a hundred-jin sword was placed on the ground.

The one-armed Jia Runpu strode up to the excited teenagers.

"Very happy, do you think you have passed the first level?"

Lao Jia suddenly turned his face, "Don't be too happy, that's just the first level, now is the real start of the exam. I'm the chief examiner of the second level, and this level is about the sword, stone and bow!"

"Did you see the big knife in front of you? This is a one-hundred-jin big knife. There are two more over there, one of 120 catties and one of eighty catties."

"After a while, you all line up for the exam and choose the number of your own knife. Remember not to overestimate your strength. The lightest knife weighs eighty catties. If you are not capable, don't lift it, otherwise you will be responsible for the injury."

As Lao Jia said, he beckoned, and a county soldier came over.

"The knife test is very simple. First choose the number of the knife, and then complete the movements such as raising the knife over the top, dancing the knife flower on the front and back chest, etc., whichever is completed once!"

It seems quite simple, just lift the knife above your head, then swing the knife a few times in front and back, and you're done.

But the lightest knife weighs 120 jin, and the heaviest one weighs [-] jin.

The teenagers are all sixteen years old. At this age, they are considered strong laborers at home. They usually carry their hands on their shoulders and do heavy tasks.There is absolutely no problem with a burden of a hundred catties, and you can carry two or three miles in one breath.

But picking a hundred catties is completely different from lifting a hundred catties, especially this kind of snatch.It is even more difficult to get the sword dance after lifting.

This requires a stronger force than a burden.

And every time you increase a gear, you can lift an extra [-] pounds, and you need stronger strength.

"Of course, if there is a guy among you who is born with supernatural power and is as fierce as our captain, you can also ask for the number, and the number is higher, which is a 150-jin sword. We all Wei can easily lift the big knife, and dance back and forth, even very beautifully."

"Not only the captain, but also his three brothers. Of course, in our entire county barracks, there are about a dozen of them who can lift that 150-jin sword, but they can even dance with it. , but there are only four Duwei brothers in total. So I advise you not to try the number knife lightly, you definitely can't."

The teenagers looked at the three big knives in front of them, and then followed Lao Jia's fingers, and saw a bigger big knife placed in a corner.

They couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

150 jins, wielding such a big knife, even if it only needs to be swung a few times, it will be terrible.

"Who will come first?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"I come!"

In the queue, a tall, burly, and strong guy who looked like a bull came forward.

Lao Jia sized him up, "Where's the test number plate?"

The examinee handed over a piece of wood with his name written on it, as well as simple identity characteristics and information.

"Wang Tiehan? This name is interesting, but you are only sixteen, I look like 26?"

"I have grown black and strong since I was a child, so my father named me Tiehan. I am indeed only sixteen this year. There are Li Changzheng and five people from the same village as security."

The tough man is as strong as a black bull, and his face turns red when he speaks.

"Okay, you are indeed growing old, how many knives do you want to hold?"

"150 catties."

Wang Tiehan pointed directly at the big knife on the side.

"You should raise one hundred and two first, and if you can pass it, you can then raise one hundred and fifty." Old Jia liked this guy quite a bit, so he kindly suggested.If the one who can't lift one hundred and five is so tired that it will affect the one who can't lift one hundred and two, then this guy will be a pity.

"Then I'll give you one hundred and two first."

Two county soldiers walked over and brought a 120-jin sword and put it in front of him.

Lao Jia also specially asked a county soldier to explain the movements to him.

"Just do it like this, remember to complete it once to be considered qualified."

Wang Tiehan is at least eight feet tall, which is about 1.8 meters five. I don’t know how ordinary children grow this way, and he is also strong, not fat, but strong, as strong as a cow.

He took a deep breath, then bowed his head, reached down with both hands, and held the blade.

"ah!"

With a loud cry, he exerted his strength.

When Lao Jia heard him yelling, he still had some headaches, because when exerting force, it is best to sink his qi into his dantian, grit his teeth and shut his mouth, so that his strength will not escape.

Once you open your mouth, the power is easily dissipated. This is the performance of many people who are powerful but can't use it.

But what surprised him was that after Wang Tiehan yelled, he shut his mouth tightly, then grabbed the knife with both hands, and then raised it up, the movement was done in one go.

Holding up the big knife high, Wang Tiehan turned around in a circle.

In the end, he held the knife and slashed forward a few times, and then turned around and slashed backwards a few times. After completing the prescribed movements, he did not put it down, and performed a more complicated knife dance with the knife.

There was a sound of exclamation.

"Hold the grass!"

Lao Jia couldn't help shouting. Even though he was able to dance a 120-jin sword before when he didn't break his arm, he couldn't do it a few times. Just dance so well, it's amazing.

"Okay, okay, you pass, save some strength, there are exams to come." Lao Jia quickly stopped.

Wang Tiehan put down the knife, his face was a little red, but he was obviously still in good spirits.

"Can I dance that 150-jin sword now?"

"Okay, as long as you want." Lao Jia nodded with a smile, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote Wang Tiehan on it, born with supernatural power, and only a few big characters were available.

Wang Tiehan walked towards the 150-jin big knife, then lifted it up, raised it above his head, and danced the knife with movements like flowing water, all in one go.

Lao Jia, who was about to put down his pen, couldn't help but wrote again, "It is recommended that you can be admitted directly and be incorporated into the Pu Dao team."

(End of this chapter)