There were hundreds of tables on the empty martial arts training ground, and the tribesmen gathered together, smiled happily, ate meat in large pieces, and drank in big mouthfuls. Although the tribe was not too rich, on the New Year's Day, people in the tribe could still eat and drink with all their hearts.

"Brother Fan! Come and I respect you." The thick and sturdy man held a big bowl.

"Aniu, come." Teng Yongfan stood up generously. After the two of them touched the bowl, they drank all the bowls directly.

"Brother Fan, your son Qingshan has to undergo the assessment today. Do you have confidence?" The 'Aniu' asked with a smile.

"Of course there is." Teng Yongfan glared.

A Niu lowered his voice and said, "My little boy is the same age as your son. I have tested my son secretly. He can lift a sandbag of 40 kilograms. Haha, I remember Brother Fan, your grades when you were six years old are just 50 kilograms. This time, my son may be the most powerful of their peers."

In a villa where there is no method of practicing internal energy, talent and diligence determine the future achievements.

Teng Yongfan was very strong when he was a child, and he worked hard and made a blacksmith all day long. Now he has a huge force.

The grandson of the old patriarch Teng Yunlong and Teng Qingshan's cousin Teng Qinghu were able to lift 60 kilograms when he was six years old, and when he was nine years old, he even lifted 300 kilograms of huge rocks. This kind of talent was stronger than Teng Yongfan back then. The clan had great hope for Teng Qinghu.

"My son Qingshan has been able to eat since he was a child. He is so capable, he is definitely no worse than your child." Teng Yongfan seemed full of confidence.

In fact, Teng Yongfan felt guilty because he had never secretly tested Teng Qingshan.

"If you can eat it, it's great?" Teng Qingshan looked at his father Teng Yongfan at the next table, but he felt relieved. Because of Xingyi's internal martial arts, Teng Qingshan had never shown it in front of his parents. As for this intra-tribal assessment, Teng Qingshan was not under any pressure.

I started to develop internal energy at the age of three, and now I have been practicing for nearly three years.

In addition, he inherited his father's blood and was born with physical fitness, and his current physical strength will definitely make everyone stunned.

"My parents value it so much, they can't let them down." Teng Qingshan, who has always hidden his strength, decided to show some of his strength.

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Because of last night's blizzard, the snow on the martial arts training ground was so deep that it could be flooded to the knees. However, after being trampled by thousands of people, it had already become thick, and some wood ash was sprinkled on it, so it didn't slip much.

This is New Year's Eve, and Tengjiazhuang was immersed in joy throughout the afternoon.

The people are so tough, naturally, at this time of celebration, everyone began to compete in bows and arrows, wrestling and wrestling, and gun skills...

It was dark, and Teng Qingshan and his sister Teng Qingyu were watching their wrestling skills in the crowd.

"Get harder, Black Bear, don't defeat a little guy!"

"Cousin, cousin!" A crisp voice sounded from Teng Qingyu's throat.

Teng Qingshan looked at the sister in front of him, and then looked at the two people who were wrestling and wrestling inside the five-meter circle. These two people were Teng Qingshan's cousin "Teng Qinghu" and cousin "Teng Qinghao". Teng Qinghao is the son of the gun master "Teng Yongxiang". He is now eighteen years old.

And cousin Teng Qinghu, after today, is only twelve years old.

Teng Qinghu is nearly seven feet tall (nearly 1.75 meters, one foot is 25 cm), while Teng Qinghao is seven.6 inches tall (one.9 meters).

At the age of eighteen, he has already grown up. At the age of twelve, he can only be considered a teenager.

Teng Qinghao has the nickname of "Black Bear" because he is very powerful. Among his tribe members of the same age as him, Teng Qinghao ranks first.

"Hey!"

"Huh!"

Teng Qinghu and Teng Qinghao, both of them grabbed their opponents with their arms, like two wild buffaloes wrestling with each other. Their foreheads were bulging, and they both stared at their opponents fiercely. One of them was the first hero of Tengjiazhuang in the future, and the other was the first person of the younger generation today.

"Swish!" Teng Qinghao shook his arms suddenly.

"Go out." Teng Qinghu shouted suddenly, and even took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around the other party. At the same time, he tripped under his feet and pushed Teng Qinghao hard. Teng Qinghao was pushed up and flew out of the circle.

"Damn it." Teng Qinghao got up and cursed, "Qinghu, you know you are strong and you will surpass me one day. But you have to give your brother some face. After today, you are only twelve years old, and you are so young, you will surpass me. It seems that I will not have the chance to beat you in the future."

Teng Qinghu smiled.

At this moment, the voice of the patriarch "Teng Yunlong" came from a distance.

"All tribesmen, come here!"

Suddenly, the tribesmen who were wrestling and fighting each other gathered towards the center. Soon, more than two thousand people gathered together on three layers inside and three layers outside. In the empty circle where everyone gathered, the tribe leader Teng Yunlong blushed and said loudly: "The more the population of my Tengjiazhuang, the stronger the men of each generation are than the men of each generation! Haha... Every hero in my tribe comes from the children, and everyone should know what to do now."

Everyone was making noise.

"Qingshan!" Father Teng Yongfan and mother Yuan Lan both looked at Teng Qingshan, and Teng Yongfan whispered, "You are so old, I have no requirements for you. Today, you have to fight for a breath. Remember, the glory of a man depends on your own hands to work hard!"

"I know, father." Teng Qingshan and Zheng pointed at the key point.

He understood that in Tengjiazhuang, even the patriarch's position was inherited by whoever was powerful. Anyone who wanted to be respected must rely on his own strength!

"Now, all six-year-old boys come to the center." Teng Yunlong said loudly.

It is said to be six years old, but in fact, these children will only be six years old tomorrow. It is only a day apart, because the annual festival is today, so things will naturally be solved in one day.

"Dad believes in you." Teng Yongfan smiled at Teng Qingshan.

"Brother." Teng Qingyu stared at Teng Qingshan with big eyes in his mother Yuan Lan's arms, and held her small fists, "You are the strongest!"

Teng Qingshan smiled, and then walked towards the center in the crowd. The tribesmen consciously let the children walk towards the center. There were more than 2,000 people in the entire Tengjiazhuang, and there were fifty-five boys of the same age as Teng Qingshan. These children stood in a regular manner in the central circle.

The patriarch Teng Yunlong saw that the sky was already dark.

"Let's fire!" Teng Yunlong said loudly.

Suddenly, a clan member lit up torches around the martial arts training ground to make the surroundings brighter.

"Children, you all listen." Teng Yunlong looked at the fifty-six children, "You come one by one and walk there, from ten kilograms of stones to one thousand kilograms of huge rocks. You can lift as much as you can. Lift it over your head and you will succeed."

"First, Teng Qingling!" Teng Yunlong held a list in his hand.

Suddenly there was silence around.

For men of the Teng clan, the six-year-old assessment and the sixteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony are the two most important things in their growth period. The six-year-old assessment can already guess the future achievements of the child.

Everyone, especially the children's parents, looked at their son nervously.

"Teng Qingling, raise fifteen pounds! Next, Teng Qingze."

"Teng Qingze, lift ten kilograms! Next, Teng Hong!"

...

Children try one after another. Whenever the children lift a little heavier, there is a burst of praise around them, and the children's parents are very happy.

"A six-year-old child can usually lift ten kilograms or twenty kilograms." Teng Qingshan sighed. The physical fitness of ordinary people is indeed much stronger than that of ordinary people in his previous life. "It is very powerful to be able to lift thirty kilograms. My father was six years old and lifting fifty kilograms was extremely strong. And his cousin Qinghu even lifted sixty kilograms."

Teng Qingshan sighed secretly.

"Drink!" A fat boy with a round head and a round head raised a forty kilogram of stone in one breath.

"Teng Qingjiang, haha, very good, forty kilograms, the best one now!" said the patriarch Teng Yunlong with a smile.

"Tsk tsk, the little boy from the A Niu family is very powerful. It seems that he will be a hero in the future."

"Aniu, I didn't expect your baby to be so strong."

Suddenly there was a burst of praise around him, and the strong man named A Niu showed a simple smile on his face, obviously very happy.

...

After trying one child one by one, most of them did not exceed twenty kilograms. That little fat man is the best one for the time being.

"Last year, the strongest one, raised 45 kilograms. I don't know if there are any children who can surpass this group of children this year." There have been low voices among the family members, and parents attach great importance to the excellence of children.

suddenly--

"Teng Qingwei, twenty-five jin, next one, Teng Qingshan!" Teng Yunlong's voice suddenly became louder. After all, this was his grandson. Although Yuan Lan was just his adopted daughter, Teng Yunlong's concern for his daughter and son-in-law was no less than that of his own son.

More than two thousand people were watching around, and there was silence.

Everyone stared at the child standing in the center, the child who was not tall or fat, very ordinary - Teng Qingshan!

The reason why I pay so much attention is that Teng Qingshan's father is the number one hero in the clan - Teng Yongfan.

A tiger father has no dog son, and his father is the best man, but what about his son?

Teng Yongfan and Yuan Lan and his wife held their breath, and even Xiao Qingyu stared at their brother wide-eyed.

"How much weight should I lift?" Teng Qingshan thought to himself and walked towards the stones.

After walking through ten, fifteen, twenty kilograms of stones, Teng Qingshan kept walking backwards.

"This boy Qingshan..." Many people's hearts were in their throats, "I didn't even try it, so I just walked back."

"It's sixty pounds, he's still going back!" Everyone became nervous. At first, they were watching the show, but now they were nervous. Because...... there are extremely powerful tribe members in the clan, and the entire clan will benefit.

"It's seventy pounds, it's not stopped yet!"

"I'm still walking back!"

Many tribe members present had wide eyes, and even the always calm patriarch Teng Yunlong was a little nervous. As for Teng Qingshan's father, "Teng Yongfan", had his face turned red.

You should know that the more you can lift, the harder it will be. When it reaches its limit, even adding one or two pounds will make people collapse.

"My clan is the first person in history. When he was six years old, he only raised an eighty kilogram of stone." Teng Yunlong stared at Teng Qingshan, "He has not stopped the eighty kilogram of huge stones yet, and is still leaving? Is this little guy really powerful or deliberately fooling people?" Teng Yunlong raised his heart.

The atmosphere in the entire martial arts training field became very tense.

Moving forward step by step, every move makes everyone nervous.

suddenly--

Teng Qingshan finally stopped and stopped in front of the stone lock. This was a stone lock of 100 kilograms.
Chapter completed!