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Chapter 182 Li Wei

No words all night!

I spent one day in reality and reported to Sun Bingchen. Before going to bed, I entered the realm of Heavenly Dao and spent another day. There was no ups and downs in life in both worlds, and it was basically quite calm.

In the realm of the Heavenly Dao Divine Realm, Yan Liqiang was still serving on his Tianqiao Peak, counting the warehouse every day, and practicing for the rest of his time. Originally, Yan Liqiang thought that Manager Qiu would look for opportunities to cause trouble for him, but he was still calm these days. The General Manager Qiu Pavilion was sent out by Master Su to do something, and he has not appeared on Tianqiao Peak these days, so Yan Liqiang was temporarily at peace.

The jealousy he made in the Sword God Sect is almost ready to use these days. Gu Zexuan sold a lot of it in advance according to the method he said, but it has not been delivered yet. Gu Zexuan is very excited every day these days, and he feels like he has cramped with thousands of hands. According to the current trend, the silver that Yan Liqiang, Gu Zexuan and Zhao Huipeng can get is about 4,000 taels. For several young people, this is a "huge sum", which makes Gu Zexuan and Zhao Huipeng very happy.

Similarly, after such a cooperation, Huo Bin and his men who made money with Yan Liqiang, they also looked at Yan Liqiang with a complete admiration. Yan Liqiang slowly gathered a few people around him in the Sword God Sect, which was considered to have gained a firm foothold.

He has gained a firm foothold in the Sword God Sect, but Yan Liqiang, who is new to Sun Bingchen, still has to prove his strength among the guards and ceremonies around Sun Bingchen. Otherwise, even if he is a servant around Sun Bingchen and has a higher status than others, his life will be difficult for him to live with Sun Bingchen in the future.

In this environment, a person cannot stand without showing any ability.

After Liang Yijie reminded him that night, Yan Liqiang took the opportunity of walking his dog to the place where the group of people practiced in the morning. After looking at the environment of the venue, he had an idea in his mind.

The next day, Yan Liqiang got up early. After finishing the morning class for the internal and external skills of the Yijing marrow washing meridian, he brought his dog and dressed in a training suit to the backyard of the manor.

It was still early at this time. Although someone was waiting for Sun Bingchen to receive him outside the manor, the manor had not opened yet, so I don’t have to pay attention to it. Those who were waiting for Sun Bingchen to receive him knew the rules and would not come to hand in the morning. The guards and Liang Yijie himself, who were surrounded by Sun Bingchen, had already gotten up at this time and exercised and worked hard on a lawn in the backyard of the manor.

Next to the lawn in the backyard is a garden. There are people practicing martial arts everywhere. Some people are practicing boxing, some people are practicing weapons, and some people are exercising their strength. There are some training equipment such as stone locks and iron locks on the ground next to the lawn, which are for people to exercise their bodies. The crowd is whispering, it's so lively.

There are only more than a hundred people following Sun Bingchen, and the backyard is large, so it doesn’t feel crowded.

Liang Yijie himself was sitting on the top of the rockery in the garden, facing the east, and was breathing and practicing qi.

Almost as soon as Yan Liqiang walked into the backyard, countless eyes looked at him.

However, basically no one took the initiative to say hello to him, and everyone was not very enthusiastic, which was also the treatment of newcomers.

No one spoke, but many people's eyes fell on Yan Liqiang without any trace. They exchanged their eyes one by one, preparing to see what Yan Liqiang could show some of his abilities.

After wandering around the garden and the lawn for a short while, Yan Liqiang came to the place where there were a pile of stone locks and iron locks next to the lawn.

The size and weight of those stone locks and iron locks are different. They are placed in two rows. The lightest stone locks are 50 kilograms and the heaviest ones are several hundred kilograms.

Several guards were naked, revealing their strong upper bodies, holding several stone locks here and swaying around. It seemed that they were quite strong. One of the strong men, who was about 1.9 meters tall, was even holding two iron locks weighing 100 kilograms each, dancing in a daze, and the wind was booming.

However, among the two heaviest iron locks, the two heaviest iron locks were placed on the ground and no one moved.

The two iron locks were so black that each weighed 300 kilograms, which was 150 kilograms. Among the guards around Sun Bingchen, there were naturally some guards that could lift this weight of the iron lock. However, there were almost no one except Liang Yijie who could dance. When exercising and pursuing strength, these stone locks and iron locks were required not to lift them like lifting weights, but to be able to wield. Those who were not strong enough naturally would not come to show their ugly appearance at this time.

When he saw Yan Liqiang coming to this iron-locked stone lock that was exercising and strengthening strength, many people who were exercising in the distance narrowed their eyes and slowed down to see how heavy Yan Liqiang could dance. There were also a few people who even showed disdain when they saw Yan Liqiang preparing to strengthen strength here.

Grandma's, how much strength can a boy with no hair grows?

Trouble him! You have to let this kid know that the rice next to Lord Sun is not so delicious, so as not to be crazy in front of me in the future!

A few people in the distance flicked the man who danced with a hundred kilograms of iron locks, and the man who danced with a iron lock immediately understood it.

"Ah, it turns out that Guard Yan is here to fight for his health..." The big man smiled at Yan Liqiang, "How about Guard Yan try this iron lock?"

After the man dancing the iron lock said that, before Yan Liqiang could say anything, he threw the iron lock dancing in his hand at Yan Liqiang.

The 100-pound iron lock drew an arc in the air and landed towards Yan Liqiang.

Fortunately, the man was quite a bit conscientious. The iron lock did not hit him directly, but instead took the trajectory of the parabola and fell from bottom to top. Although the weight was sufficient, the speed was not fast.

If you don’t have enough strength, you will naturally avoid the iron lock when you see it thrown away, and you will not dare to reach out to take it. If this happens, Yan Liqiang’s face will be smashed by the iron lock. But you still can’t find a reason to get angry with others. You probably don’t even have the face to complain, and you won’t be able to catch others’ handles. This is the method of these old men who have been in the army for a long time.

How could Yan Liqiang not understand what these people think?

Seeing the one hundred pound iron lock falling, Yan Liqiang's body remained motionless. He stretched out a hand and held the iron lock's grip firmly.

In everyone's surprise eyes, he weighed the weight of the iron lock with one hand, then shook his head, "Hahaha, thank you, but this one is too light and not suitable for me, so I'll give it to you. I'll try another iron lock!"

As he spoke, Yan Liqiang threw the iron lock gently with one hand.

The big man took the iron lock that Yan Liqiang threw, but his whole body was hit by the force of the iron lock and took several steps before he stood firm. His face changed suddenly.

Just as everyone's incredible eyes, Yan Liqiang came to the two iron locks weighing 300 kilograms each, holding the other in one hand, without seeing any effort. The two iron locks suddenly left the ground and were held in Yan Liqiang's hand.

Yan Liqiang, holding the two iron locks, slowly raised his hands, and in everyone's eyes, his hands slowly lay flat, and made a sign of a cross-ring in the ring movement.

Seeing this scene, the surroundings were silent because everyone knew that it was not difficult to play this iron lock, but the difficulty was slow. Among all the movements, the power required by the movement of raising both arms was simply terrifying.

Just under everyone's eyes, Yan Liqiang maintained the cross ring that lifted the iron lock flat for almost twenty seconds. Then, Yan Liqiang danced the two iron locks.

In just a moment, the two iron locks were as if they had been alive in Yan Liqiang's hands. With the sound of the wind, the face hurted, causing several people next to him who were working hard to dodge, for fear that Yan Liqiang would fly over and his life would be reimbursed.

Yan Liqiang had never done such strength exercise before. At the beginning, he just wanted to show off his skills here, pretend to be a pussy, and shock everyone. When he really waved it, Yan Liqiang realized that this felt so great. He didn't feel the difficulty, but instead felt extremely comfortable all over. His whole body was like a dusty engine being refilled with oil, and felt that the muscles, muscles, bones and other things were loosened all of a sudden, just like making a sauna. A force emerged from his body and from every cell in his body. The power function of the entire body was like being rearranged and optimized during such exercise, and it felt like it was getting more and more vigorous as it danced.

Yan Liqiang danced for twenty minutes, sweating all over his body, so comfortable that he wanted to yell.

"Boom..." In the last moment, he threw two iron locks on the ground. The original ground was instantly smashed out of two large pits and smoke and dust came out...

After stopping, Yan Liqiang looked around and realized that just when he was immersed in the pleasure of dancing the iron lock, at some point, a large number of people had gathered ten meters away around him, and everyone looked at him with an indescribable look. Even Liang Yijie, who had been breathing before, stood in the circle, touched his chin with one hand, and looked at him with a strange look...

The quiet among the crowd was a little weird.

"Cough...cough..." Yan Liqiang coughed twice, and pretended to be wielded. He looked at the two iron locks on the ground, shook his head gently, looked at the sky forty-five degrees, smiled bitterly, and said, "Oh, it's better to be gentle, but just make do with it. It's enough sweat from a child, but it's just taking too long, just go to take a shower, leave, yellow hair..."

After saying this, Yan Liqiang left with Huangmao with a calm expression, leaving only a back for everyone.
Chapter completed!
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