Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

Baili jumped up and looked into the crowd, "Master, I really can't see it, is there someone playing tricks?"

"Well, it makes sense." Defang nodded, "But I can't see it."

"Master, my subordinate will clear the way for you." Jia Jun pushed aside the crowd, forced a gap, Defang and Baili followed Jia Jun, and arrived at the front in a short while. This meeting was clearly seen. It was a few burly men, one of them held a bowl of wine in his mouth, and spewed out a fire dragon at the torch in his hand. , shot a dozen iron nails in, the strong man played with the spear again, and then held the spear head against the throat of the other man. The spear became more and more bent, and then slowly straightened. Okay, Defang also clapped his hands, "Okay! This hard qigong is amazing! Awesome!"

The strong man took out a few stones, and his hands shattered when he clapped his hands. At this time, a strong man walked up to the front and cupped his hands and said, "Thank you! Thank you everyone! Next we have more powerful kung fu for everyone! But there was a Request, this skill is not easy, and it is a bit dangerous, but please don't make any noise when watching it! Otherwise, it will kill people!"

Everyone quieted down after hearing this, and the strong man said, "Thank you! Thank you! Dapeng! Come on!"

A strong man walked to the middle and stretched out his palm. On his palm was a half-sized iron ball covered with silver. He first pinched and tapped it with his hands to a few spectators to make sure it was a genuine iron ball, and then another person took a bowl of it. Oil, he dipped the iron ball into the bowl, then turned around to show everyone, put a finger on his lips to signal that they should not make a sound, then put the iron ball in his mouth, and saw him Put your hands in front of your lower abdomen, your cheeks are puffed up, your eyes are wide open and your brows are slightly wrinkled, and you can see a ball on his neck that is going down little by little. Everyone is staring at the strong man's neck , there was no sound at all, Defang opened her mouth slightly, looked at it in surprise, and shouted "OK!"

Everyone was taken aback, and the person who was swallowing the iron ball was also stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he covered his neck with both hands, and the iron ball stuck in his neck. It turned livid and looked like it was about to die. Everyone was shocked. The other strong men saw that this was not bad, and they were about to die. One of them pointed at De Fang and shouted, "Catch him!"

Two strong men ran up to Defang and grabbed his clothes. Defang was startled, pushed the strong man and shouted, "What are you doing! Let me go!"

Baili also pushed the strong man, "Bold! Let go of my master! Let go!"

At this time, the person who was caught by the iron ball was really out of breath. A strong man went up and grabbed his feet upside down without saying a word, and then swung him around in a circle, trying to throw the iron ball He flung it out, but it was useless. Jia Jun saw the posture and quickly pushed away the two people who were holding De Fang, and then went to the field and shouted, "Put him down quickly! If you swing him again, you will die!"

The strong man quickly put him down, Jia Jun helped him to sit up, stretched out his hand to his back, made a fist and spread it out, swung it backwards, and slapped the man on the back. The iron ball was spit out with a bang, and the iron ball fell half a foot away, making a small hole in the ground. Jia Jun thanked him again and again, everyone applauded "Good! Good!" "Good work!" "Amazing!"