"Brother Fan!"

There was a burst of cheers coming from Tengjiazhuang, and everyone shouted, very excited.

"Li Liang!"

"master."

Many talents in Lijiazhuang woke up and rushed up.

"Don't worry." Teng Yongfan's voice sounded, "I finally retracted three points, this Li Liang can't die." Then, Teng Yongfan smiled and walked towards his wife "Yuan Lan" and his son "Teng Qingshan", picked up Teng Qingshan, and said docitly: "Good son, how about your father?"

"Awesome!" Teng Qingshan smiled and gave a thumbs up.

A child gave a thumbs up, and this scene made many people in Tengjiazhuang laugh. Obviously, Teng Yongfan's overwhelming victory made the people in Tengjiazhuang very happy.

Many people in Lijiazhuang were stunned. Teng Yongfan was too strong. They had seen with their own eyes that their master "Li Liang" could lift a huge stone of 700 kilograms. His arm strength was so strong, but in front of Teng Yongfan, he had no power to resist. How strong is Teng Yongfan?

"I am worthy of being the next patriarch of Tengjiazhuang. This child Yongfan is not bad." The patriarch of Lijiazhuang, who was watching the battle, said with a smile.

"Haha." Teng Yunlong laughed proudly.

Teng Yongfan is his son-in-law and a proud disciple, so he is naturally proud.

"Jin Fu, prepare for it." Li Huojun said aloud with a hint of pride on his face. The third person in Lijiazhuang was named Li Jinfu.

"Yes, grandpa."

A thick sound rang.

Teng Qingshan couldn't help but turn his head over, and many people in Tengjiazhuang turned their heads to look. The young man, who was eight feet tall and had a tiger back and a bear waist, walked over. His eyes were like copper bells, his hair was standing up like steel needles, and his body was simply covered with the fur of a wild beast, as if he was a savage walking out of the mountains.

He was carrying a dark mace on his shoulders.

"Hmph." This strong young man, like a beast, swung his mace twice at will, making people suspect that the mace was made of wood, and then he threw it at the side.

It hit the ground and made a "blow" sound, a low and dull sound, and you can imagine how heavy the mace is.

"This mace is purely made of iron, how heavy is it?" Teng Yunlong looked at Li Huojun in shock.

"Fortunately, my grandson Jin Fu's mace is only 122 pounds!" Li Huojun said casually, but his face was quite proud.
Chapter completed!