Vikings: Journey of the Juggernaut

Chapter 146 Confused, the truth is incredible

"The little prisoner is still wearing a chain to hide a heavy prisoner. Take it down quickly."

After learning that the chains were fake, the boxers and guards changed their names for the war-patterned prisoner.

"As a person, you must be down-to-earth. It's useless for you to rely on pretense to support your strength and find a few people to praise you. Sooner or later, you will be exposed."

"Little prisoner, you are still a little young. Pretending can't escape our eyes."

Everyone was obviously deceived by this shameful guy, the Black Mountain Iron Slayer, who was boasting to the sky. No wonder they didn't dare to accept the boxing match. It turned out that he had no strength at all.

"..." Lei Li looked confused when he heard this.

It is even more inexplicable to rely on disguise to support one's strength and find others to praise oneself.

If I hadn't been doing my job of mining and forging iron, why would I have been labeled with a lot of hats all the time?

"Heidao is not a serious criminal?"

"No way, the chain doesn't look fake to me."

"I don't know, but the guards all said so, so it shouldn't be wrong."

After hearing the shocking news, the miners on the mountain were all stunned.

"Impossible." Sam didn't want to believe it. Regardless of whether the iron chain was fake or not, the bloody whip marks all over his upper body were not fake, nor was his mining speed and physical strength that far exceeded theirs.

Fighting the cold and warmth outside at night, every morning when I come over, I can always see the black knife already sitting and chopping iron chains, and my physical strength and perseverance cannot be faked.

But the guards were so confident that they didn't know what went wrong.

"Little prisoner, I want you to take off the chains." When one of the guards saw that this guy was still not moving, he immediately increased his voice and his tone became a bit fierce.

"You can't take it away without the key." Reilly replied.

"It's still installed, this guy is still installed." The guard said happily.

Everyone around him was having fun, as they had all been exposed. This little prisoner was still pretending to be here. He was also a talented person, and he was pretending to be something like that.

One of the boxers couldn't stand it anymore and took a big step forward: "Just pretend, my hand is the key, I'll take off your iron chain."

"Okay." Rayleigh said two words lightly.

Watching the boxer approaching, he squatted down and held the iron chain between his feet with his thick, calloused hands.

"I'll let you pretend." The boxer followed the words and pulled his hands slightly, but did not pull away.

"This fake iron chain is quite strong. No wonder it has deceived so many people." The boxer muttered to himself, then clenched the iron chain with both hands, exerted force with both arms, and pulled it suddenly, "Break it off."

The chains are not broken at all!

"Haha." Rayleigh couldn't help laughing as he looked at the serious look of the guy in front of him.

He even said, "Cut it off." His head was really stuck in the door.

"Little prisoner, why are you smiling?" a guard asked dissatisfiedly.

"Laughing twice will not violate the rules of the mine." Reilly replied.

The guard snorted coldly and turned to look at the embarrassed boxer dissatisfied: "What's wrong with you? You can't even pull the fake iron chain."

"I can definitely do it. I guess this paragraph is true." The boxer wiped the sweat from his forehead, changed the chain to another end, held it tightly, and pulled hard, but it didn't move at all.

I pulled hard again, but it still wouldn't budge.

So strong! !

"This fake iron chain is just like the real thing. It's a bit difficult to pull it off." The boxer set up the iron chain and said, "But if it makes a sound when you cut it, it must be some manipulation. Let me give it a try."

"Hurry up and try." Everyone around him also looked bad at this time.

This boxer's strength is still very good, and it can be seen that he is using very hard just now. It is really strange that he keeps pulling.

The boxer in sight raised his arm, made gestures on the chain with his side palm, and then suddenly slashed it down with a 'ding' sound.

"This sound is abnormal!" The boxer shook his sore hand.

"It's really not normal. It's just like Zhan Zhan's iron chain." Someone suggested, "Let's try another Zhan Zhan."

The boxer felt that his hand had recovered a little, and he aimed at another section of the chain and cut it down, and there was another crisp 'ding' sound.

"It's still not normal. What's going on? Could it be that the iron chain is real?"

Everyone became more and more confused. The truth they originally thought seemed not to be what they imagined. What went wrong.

"Come and try." The boxer looked at the little prisoner in front of him.

Rayleigh casually slashed at the chain, making a loud clang sound.

"I haven't even had time to see it, you try again." The boxer said again.

Rayleigh didn't waste any time. He slashed at the chain with his palms continuously, making a series of clanging sounds as sand and soil flew.

The people around were slightly dumbfounded, wondering how this guy could make a sound like the captain.

The boxer asked for them: "How on earth did you make such a loud noise?"

Reilly looked at the boxer: "It's very simple, I'll teach you."

Sure enough, there is a trick!

The boxer's eyes lit up, and he heard the following words in his ears: "Just do the first chop like you did just now." Following the words, he struck, and there was another "ding" sound.

He heard again: "Strike harder than before, strike again."

The boxer shook his arm and struck down with a loud shout, but there was still a "ding" sound.

"Keep working harder."

"Do you want to push harder?" The boxer frowned, "If I push harder, I'm afraid my hand will be broken."

"Then don't chop it." Lei Li said casually.

The boxer was dissatisfied and asked: "I'm asking how to make a bigger noise like you do."

"I'm not teaching you, but I'm asking you to use more force. You don't even have to use any strength, and you still want to make a loud noise. What are you thinking about?" Rayleigh asked this man.

"I'm asking for tips."

"Is there something wrong with your brain? I've said it so many times. The trick is to use more force." Rayleigh said impatiently.

"Additional strength is called hard power, not tricks." The boxer shook his head, "I can't explain it to you."

"..." Rayleigh also shook his head. He couldn't tell who it was, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense to this idiot.

"I understand."

A guard came over and said, "Little prisoner, if there is something wrong with your hand, let me see."

Reilly nodded. Sure enough, there is still someone who understands, but this understanding person is even stupider.

These guys are really as insatiable as flies, and they won't stop until they suffer a little bit.

"I know, the iron chain is real. The little prisoner's hands were tampered with to make such a sound."

The people around him also realized at this time that there was nothing wrong with the chain, but there could only be something wrong with the hand.

As for hard power, it is impossible for this little prisoner to be stronger than the captain at such a young age. Anyone who thinks so is a fool.

"Let me tell you, it turns out you did tricks on your palms. Little prisoner, you have a lot of tricks up your sleeve." The boxer also suddenly realized at this time, no wonder his palms were almost chopping to the point of pain, but still couldn't produce any effect.

This little prisoner is really shameful. He still wants to pretend to be strong. The trick is to use extra force. No matter how flawless he pretends, if he has no real ability, he will eventually be exposed.

"Yes, there is indeed something wrong with my hand." Reilly stretched out his hand to the guard who came over, "Check it on the side of the hand."

Finally I couldn’t hide it anymore and admitted it!

Everyone looked relaxed. It was really not easy to catch this pretender. The guard in sight turned over the side of his hand, and his palm was instantly held by the little prisoner's hand.

Everyone was a little confused as to what he was doing.

"You have to hold it for better inspection." Rayleigh said, and then slightly increased the strength of his palm.

The guard felt the increased force of his grip and instantly understood: "You want to compare the strength of your hands, right? Boy, you are still young... Hiss, stop..."

The force that was still within the acceptable range suddenly came with a huge force again, and along with a sharp pain, he felt that his palms were being crushed like dirt.

"Hiss, stop now..." The guard felt that the bones in his palm were about to crack, sweat poured out from his forehead, and his body stooped due to the unbearable pain.

"Check it more carefully." Rayleigh remained unmoved and added a little more strength with a calm expression.

"Stop, it hurts, it hurts..." the guard couldn't help shouting.

"It's okay, don't worry about me being in pain, I can still bear it, you continue to check." Lei Li counterattacked.

From what I learned during this period, except for the field commander who was rumored to be extremely terrifying, the rest of the guards were of average quality. Even Scar Man, the captain of the escort team, can't defeat Centipede Man, and he probably doesn't even have Berserker-level strength.

Thinking about it, berserkers are rare after all. Even for a powerful tribe like the Mist Crow, apart from a few captains, there are only five or six additional berserkers.

When he first came in, he originally imagined that this mine prison had four heavenly king-level combat powers similar to those of Huangquan and Taishan. There were also various strong men, and the captain had quite a lot of combat power.

In the end, I found that this was not the case. Perhaps due to my own experience and contact, I subconsciously thought that captains were very common. In fact-

The elite warriors, the raider warriors equivalent to Western European knight commanders, are only a handful in number.

For example, in the Calamity Manor where we are located, all the young people there are actually the top geniuses of each tribe, but even so, now there are only the trio of dogs, horses, turtles and the horizontal crab sword werewolf. These few tyrannical ones have barely reached the level of the Raider Warriors. level.

The strength gap between this wave of guards and boxers in front of me is quite big compared to my own. Not to mention the prisoners and slave miners who were captured in the mine, of course, there might be one or two powerful ones hidden.

The boxing system here has a different response. Twenty or thirty years later, if it continues, when the next batch of babies grow up in this environment, it is very likely that some outstanding characters will emerge.

But that is too far away after all. A lot of things can happen in twenty or thirty years, and it is hard to say whether it still exists here.

These thoughts passed through his mind. When Rayleigh came back to his senses, he found that the guard in front of him was so painful that his eyes turned white, he could not speak, and was about to faint.

He quickly let go, and the figure in front of him slumped to the ground.

"Sorry." Riley said to this guy, and then looked at the others, "Who else wants to check?"

At this time, the guards and boxers looked at this guy like a monster.

The boxer cannot break the iron chain, and the strength of the guard's palm can be manipulated at will...

The truth seems incredible! !

(End of this chapter)