Qing Ming

Stop and go along the way, feel the noise and prosperity of the imperial capital, and unknowingly melt into the lively atmosphere.

Not far ahead, there was a crowd of people in front of a tall and majestic building, and there were thunderous cheers from time to time.Curious, Liu Qiankun leaned over to push through the crowd and squeeze in, finally seeing clearly what happened in front of him.

In the center of the crowd was a three-foot-square open space. More than a dozen imperial soldiers in black armor stood around holding knives and guns. In the center of the open space were several huge stones as tall as a person, two shelves with various weapons inserted, and the gate There was a long table covered with red silk cloth on one side, and three men who looked like military officers sat side by side at the table with big horses and swords, their eyes were piercing, and they were not angry but mighty.

There is also a pot of gold leaves on the table, which is particularly dazzling under the sunlight. Most of the eyes of the audience are focused on this pot of golden leaves.

There was an imperial list pasted on the green brick wall behind the three officers, but Liu Qiankun was still confused because he couldn't read!

"May I ask what they mean?" Liu Qiankun asked softly as he nudged a young man beside him who was fascinated by the golden leaf.

"Oh! Are you from another county?" The little brother asked back with his dull eyes.

"En!" Liu Qiankun nodded in agreement.

The little brother grinned and said: "This is the place established by the King of Tianxing to recruit strange people from all over the world. If you can lift up those boulders, you will be rewarded with ten golden leaves immediately, and you will be recruited into the general's mansion as a guest of honor." , Those who have extraordinary martial arts skills can choose to demonstrate their weapons, and if they can get the unanimous approval of the three chiefs, they can also immediately reward ten golden leaves and enter it..."

Liu Qiankun was fascinated by the sound, but he thought to himself: Why is the king of Tianxing so petty? Those big stones probably weigh tens of thousands of catties, and they can only be lifted to get ten golden leaves...

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd behind, and a burly man like an iron tower came out. He was still shirtless in the cold weather, exposing his arms with muscles that were stretched high like iron bumps.

The man strode forward, cupped his hands at the officer beside the table, and said: "Yanshan Liu Mang has seen three of them." His appearance was very respectful.

Who knew that the three officers just pointed at a few boulders in the field expressionlessly, and their movements were uniform.

Liu Qiankun on the sidelines muttered a few words in a low voice: "Pretend to be B, beware of being struck by lightning..." He watched the movement in the field with great interest.

The strong man turned around and tightened his belt, and walked straight to a boulder, his palms the size of cattail leaf fans tightly hugged the boulder, straightened his horse, and suddenly exerted strength with his arms.

"Hey!" The brawny man yelled violently, the muscles of his arms stretched out, and the boulder on the ground loosened for a while, but he still couldn't leave the ground.

Undaunted, the strong man raised his head and took a deep breath. He stretched his arms again and pulled them into his arms. His tiger eyes were wide open, his face was flushed red, and the two forked veins on his forehead suddenly protruded. The strength to suckle.

The huge boulder moved, no, it should be said to have fallen down, and fell down with a bang. The strong man was already at the end of his strength, and he was about to be crushed by the huge boulder...

At this critical moment, everyone felt a white light flashing in front of their eyes, a bronze palm gently supported the half-fallen boulder, and the bull's eyes of the strong man stared at the smiling young man in front of him.

"Get up soon, isn't it cold on the ground?" Liu Qiankun smiled brightly, unexpectedly forgot to push the boulder in his hand back to its original position, and just supported it obliquely.

Only then did the strong man get up, clasped his fists in both hands and made a deep bow to Liu Qiankun, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, my future life, Liu Mang, belongs to my benefactor, and I will let my benefactor send mountains of swords and seas of fire!" In the words With all sincerity, it seems that Liu Mang is really a sincere and trustworthy man.

Liu Qiankun waved one arm, and shouted violently: "Get up!" The huge human-shaped boulder rose up in response, and he lifted it horizontally above his head. It looked more powerful than the overlord carrying a tripod.

drink!

it is good!

There was a burst of thunderous cheers from the crowd, and even the three officers got out of their seats and walked quickly towards the center of the field, with peach blossoms blooming on their faces.

Liu Qiankun smiled, and gently put down the boulder in his palm, turned his palm and drew out a long sword, his face froze suddenly, and the sword slashed towards the boulder in front of him like a thunderbolt from a white rainbow.

laugh!A hoarse sound came to everyone's ears, and the huge rock of Wanjun split into two parts, and fell to the left and right, boom!Everyone felt a slight tremor under their feet, and the field was already full of dust.

The strong, the real strong!This was the only thought in everyone's mind, and even the three officers were stunned. A strong man like this is no longer tempted by ten gold leaves. Just looking at the cold iron sword in his hand is already worth a lot.

"Isn't it Liu Mang, I have already cut this evil stone, so it can be regarded as helping you to express your grievances!" Liu Qiankun laughed.

...Liu Mang was stunned, and everyone present was stunned. For a while, I don't know who couldn't help laughing out loud, and suddenly laughed, and the three officers were also laughing, but there was a smile in their smiles. Bitter...

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