Doom Roar

Qian Jin's mortal strength limit is not a well-known rule, even among practitioners, only a few people know it, obviously Han Jiwei is not one of them, otherwise he would not rashly challenge this mortal strength limit.

It is also because it is not easy for Han Jiwei to practice at such a young age, and he does not want to see him lose his face because of a mistake. Before the other party raised the tripod, Xu Mo kindly reminded him: "Give up, this thousand-jin copper tripod is not what you are now. It is right for warriors to constantly challenge and surpass themselves, but this kind of challenge must be done according to one's ability."

Xu Mo's voice was not loud, as if he was just talking to himself, but it was enough for Han Jiwei, who had deep internal strength, to hear every word clearly.

Standing in front of the bronze tripod, Han Jiwei was adjusting his breath. Hearing these words, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Xu Mo, his eyes were cold, and he was even slightly annoyed.

From his point of view, Xu Mo was afraid that he would steal all the limelight by lifting the thousand-jin bronze tripod, so he spoke out to disturb his self-confidence. [

Xu Mo had already guessed that the other party would not listen to his dissuasion due to his arrogant personality, so he shrugged at Han Jiwei's so-called words. Anyway, he said what he should say, and he did not expect the other party to appreciate it.

The straightforward Qi Wei couldn't get used to it, he stared angrily and said: "This kid is good, but he is not very good at being a human being, and he kindly reminded him but he didn't even say thank you... But, let's talk about Brother Xu, you confirm him Can you really not lift that thousand catty cauldron?"

"It's just a little bit worse." Xu Mo pinched his little finger with his thumb and compared in front of him with a smile.

In all fairness, at Han Jiwei's age, it is indeed rare to be able to possess such strength. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a genius. Even if he is only one step away from the realm of martial arts, except for combat experience, the rest can be said to be mortals. The peak of strength that can be reached.

But it’s like only enough quantitative change can produce qualitative change, even if it’s close to the limit, but if you can’t reach the line of qualitative change, it’s still useless after all.

While speaking, there was an earth-shattering shout from the martial arts arena, and the powerful sound wave contained a little internal force, which made the four copper tripods buzz faintly, and even a few of the weaker officials were stunned on the spot past.

Han Jiwei held the mouth of the tripod with one hand and the feet of the tripod with the other. The thousand-jin copper tripod was lifted off the ground under his force, and slowly rose tremblingly.

The entire Martial arts arena was first filled with silence that could be heard falling needles, and in a short while there was a roar of applause like water pouring into a frying pan.

This is a heavy copper tripod!Except for Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu who claimed to be the most powerful man in the world, no one in the world has ever heard of anyone who has actually lifted a thousand-jin copper tripod!

Although it is not really lifted at this moment, just moving it is enough to amaze most of the people present.

"Brother Xu, you are really amazing. It seems that the kid surnamed Han can lift three feet is the limit."

Qi Wei was happy, even he could see that Han Jiwei's eyes were red, his veins were exposed all over his body, as if he was about to explode at any moment, and the bronze tripod in his arms was shaking like chaff, obviously a sign of exhaustion.

"If you have Han Jiwei's internal strength, you can barely lift this copper tripod, but he doesn't have your innate physique, so I said, he is only a little short..."

Hearing Xu Mo praise his strong body, Qi Wei couldn't help scratching his head and laughing foolishly.

Xu Mo's voice said whether it was loud or not, although it was not intended for Han Jiwei to hear, it was inevitable that it would reach the ears of the other party in the arena.

Han Jiwei also felt that his strength was unsustainable, and was hesitating whether to give up this attempt, but when he heard Xu Mo's understatement, he felt as if he had been slapped hundreds of times on the face , and stepped on the humiliation of repeated crushing with one foot, the envious exclamations of the warriors in the ears seemed to turn into bursts of harsh ridicule in an instant.

"Give me up—!"

Han Jiwei, who had already squeezed his strength to the limit, burst out some strength from nowhere, and with a loud shout, he raised the thousand-jin copper tripod that had begun to sink by another foot.

"I'm going! Is this guy dead?" [

Xu Mo was also taken aback by Han Jiwei's sudden outburst. He almost thought that he had directly entered the Tao with martial arts under the limit of his potential. Then he noticed the unnatural purple color on the opponent's arms. Excessive force has exploded in large areas.

Just to put it bluntly, if you can explode seeds by shouting unwillingly, then it would be too easy for this world to go against the sky...

Almost at the same time Xu Mo complained, perhaps the pain in his arm finally reached his brain, Han Jiwei's already somewhat unstable lower body suddenly tilted, and his barely maintained body balance suddenly collapsed, and he fell backwards on his back. Ding also pressed up under the action of gravity.

"Not good! Save someone!"

Li Erli's eyes were red in the stands.

That was a heavy bronze tripod, if it hit hard, Han Jiwei would probably have a broken bone even if he didn't die, not to mention that the Song Dynasty would lose a future general because of it, it was the old general Han who was in the middle of the court. He can't make it through either.

But it happened too suddenly. In order to prevent unnecessary accidental injuries, the martial arts arena had already been cleared, and there was no one else within a few feet of Han Jiwei, so he could be saved at all.

Besides, it's useless even if there are people, it's a huge tripod, and it might not be able to be moved even if it is placed flat on the ground, let alone if it was dropped out of thin air, even Han Jiwei himself might not be able to catch it in his heyday, right?

"Ah~! My lord, look!"

Li Erli couldn't bear to continue watching, and raised his sleeves to stop him, when Zhang Meng beside him suddenly screamed loudly, with uncontrollable surprise and ecstasy in his tone.

As if a white gust of wind swept across the ground, almost at the moment when the copper tripod lost control, Xu Mo leaped across a distance of several feet at an unimaginable speed. A big kick flew far away, and a trail of smoke and dust rolled out against the loess ground of the martial arts field, and he lay sprawled under the stands.

Well, Xu Mo admitted that he kicked that kick on purpose, and his good intentions were trampled on repeatedly, so he always had to find some psychological balance.

"Damn! You bastard..."

The moment Han Jiwei was kicked away, he didn't seem to realize what happened. He got up from the ground and was angry at Yu Xun who kicked him just now. The scene in front of him immediately made him forget the anger in his heart, and he was shocked beyond belief. on the spot.

In the center of the martial arts arena, the young man in white who was temporarily replaced by him was standing where he was just now, holding the heavy copper tripod that almost killed him in his hand.

That's right, it's holding it, and it's still holding it with one hand, with an understatement and calm expression as if it's just a slightly heavier teacup in your hand.

It wasn't just Han Jiwei who was shocked, but also all the warriors off the field suddenly exploded.

Although they lived with Xu Mo in the recruiting hall before, many of them had more or less contact with Xu Mo, but no one thought that this person seemed kind and weak, smiling like a neighbor A boy-like young man is so powerful!

Even Qi Wei, who already knew Xu Mo to a certain extent, only knew that Xu Mo was stronger than him, but he never thought that Xu Mo's strength was so strong that he could hold a thousand catties of copper tripod with one hand.

"Are you kidding? That tripod is not a fake tripod made of paper, is it? Could it be that those two people on the field are playing double reeds?"

"You are blind! Can a paper cauldron leave such a deep hole in the ground? Besides, even if the thousand-jin tripod is fake, someone has lifted the six-hundred-jin and eight-hundred-jin bronze tripods before. Could it be that Is it also fake? Then since Han Jiwei can lift [-] catties of copper tripod, he is one of the best masters even in the finals, so is he worthy of making wedding dresses and performing double reeds for others?"

"But it's a thousand-jin copper tripod after all! It's fine if you hold the tripod with both hands. If you hold it with one hand, doesn't it mean that this Qiantang Xu Hanwen has the strength of a thousand catties with one hand, doesn't it mean that two hands need two thousand catties? too exaggerated!"[

"Two thousand catties? What is your algorithm? You can lift a tripod of six hundred catties, but you can hold a tripod of three hundred catties with one hand to see if you can hold it? Lifting and lifting are not the same concept at all! Let me tell you, since Xu Hanwen can lift a thousand-jin copper tripod with one hand, the strength of both arms is probably more than four thousand catties!"

"Four thousand catties? How is it possible? Isn't that already the realm of martial arts in the legend? But Xu Hanwen is too young, right? Besides, if it is really a martial arts, it is not good to go down to the mountain to find the way of longevity. What are we mortals doing together?"

Regardless of how the crowd guessed and discussed, there was a trace of awe in the eyes that looked at Xu Mo again.

If there were some people who were a little jealous when Han Jiwei lifted the tripod before, but for Xu Mo, all the warriors present did not have any strange mentality in their hearts.

Wen first, Wu second.This sentence only applies to situations where there is a difference in strength. If one is in the sky and the other is on the ground, no one knows that there is no point in comparing them.

Xu Mo came up only to save people, not to show off. Since Han Jiwei's life was no longer in danger, he casually threw the thousand-jin copper tripod aside, smiled politely at the three dumbfounded examiners in the stands, turned and left. field.

The thousand-jin copper tripod fell to the ground and hummed like a morning bell, and the heavy weight shook the entire martial arts arena slightly trembling.

Han Jiwei's ankle suddenly hurt, and he lost control of his figure and fell forward to kneel on the ground. He looked at Xu Mo's back as he turned and left, and scratched the ground with his five fingers unconsciously.

"This...Master Li, do you want to continue?"

After all, Zhang Meng was a military commander, he was the first to recover from the shock, stretched out his hand and tugged on Li Erli's sleeve, and asked him cautiously.

In fact, with Xu Molu's hand just now, it is no longer necessary to continue this wrestling project, and the pressure of this one-handed support is too great. Do the later subjects still have the confidence to compare the retest project with the final test? It's hard to say.