Chapter 70

Seeing that the encirclement was about to burst, the man in Tsing Yi said loudly, "What's the hurry, Your Excellency, did you want to be so flirtatious when you insulted my Heroes Club so much that day? However, you were able to hide for a while, but you couldn't hide for the rest of your life. Since my Heroes Club is following you, this beam is incomprehensible, so it's not over. I don't know if Your Excellency would like to be followed and monitored every day, or if you want to untie that beam this time."

Xu Yi's footsteps stopped, and he squinted at the man in Tsing Yi, "How do you explain it?"

Originally, he didn't want to talk nonsense with this troubled hero at all. If he wanted to leave, he would leave, and if he wanted to stay, he would stay. With his current ability, how could he put the rabble of heroes in his eyes.

However, the words of the man in Tsing Yi moved him, and the reason still lies in Mu Bo and Qiu Wa.

Now, he is not alone, he has to consider everything for Mu Bo and Qiu Wa.

Right now, he has already had a bad fight with Heilongtang, and he can't take care of himself. If he gets entangled with this hero again, it will be too much loss.

In a word, this hero would be a caterpillar in his eyes, harmless but disgusting.

"Follow me to see my elder brother. If my elder brother says how to solve it, we can solve it! Otherwise, our heroes will be three thousand bitter brothers, and we will never die with you!"

The man in Tsing Yi said sternly.

"Yes, never die!"

Everyone responded in unison, and the momentum grew a lot.

"Then let's go!"

Xu Yi spoke neatly.

In less than half a cup of tea, Xu Yi met the "big brother" of the Heroes Club, the legendary Master Zhao.

A short, withered man with a yellow face and a head of sparse yellow hair that was even yellower than his complexion. Xu Yi never expected that Mr. Zhao, whom all the heroes would call a hero, would look like this.

When Xu Yi came, Master Zhao was standing in front of a huge blue stone tablet, dazed.

There are many names engraved on the stone tablet, and there are about a hundred of them in a row.

These names are either listed alone, or several, at most a dozen or so.

Each column is prefixed with a number. The numbers are between five thousand and seven thousand.

After a glance, Xu Yi understood the meaning of these numbers, because there was a dynamometer not far from the stone plaque, which was much larger than the one in the practice room.

With this dynamometer, the suffix unit of these numbers is clear, it must be "jin".

That Master Zhao didn't keep Xu Yi waiting, Xu Yifang stood still, he pointed to the name on the stone tablet and said without looking back, "The bamboo hat man, I know the difference between you and my brothers. In this world, wolves eat meat, dogs eat shit, the male is king, they are no better than you, but they want to rule the roost in front of you, and they deserve it! Zhao Baliang understands this."

"Speaking of which, I am their big brother. Since I am their big brother and my brothers have been bullied, I must find my way back. This is another reason. Since they are all truths, and there is no difference between the truths, we can only use our fists to win or lose and prove the truth. Of course, I have no interest or effort, and I don't want to go to the ring with you to fight for such a trivial matter."

"Let's compare strength. See these people on the stone tablet. Those who can punch three bulls with one punch will leave their names on it. Between you and me, you might as well add your name to it. Whoever ranks higher will be the one with the most reason. If I win, I don't want you to pay back anything. I apologize to my brothers. If you win, I, Zhao Baliang, will make a promise to you!"

The strength of one ox is two thousand jin, and the strength of three oxen is six thousand jin. However, due to the strength of the exercises, the so-called strength of three oxen has different standards.

Therefore, the numbers on the stone tablets are all between 5,000 and 7,000.

"I promise, whoever comes first!"

Xu Yi said decisively.

For this Zhao Baliang, he has a little affection for him, he is not amazing, clean and tidy, he has just started, he is a man.

"Of course I came first. After all, I came up with the solution, so I can't let you suffer." Zhao Baliang said boldly, striding towards the dynamometer.

Having experienced the battle of Elder Feng, Xu Yi understood what Zhao Baliang meant by "I can't let you suffer".

It is nothing more than a kung fu method that can exert the strength of three bulls. It does not need to adjust the breath to prepare, draw the blood, and what's more, you have to endure the pain of retrograde meridians.

At that time, Elder Feng used the "Shen Mie Fist" to trick Xu Yi into chatting, and after he was fully prepared, he tried his best to hit the three bulls.

At this moment, Zhao Baliang was willing to go first by himself, making it clear that he didn't want to take advantage of him, and he acted very openly.

But seeing him walking slowly towards the dynamometer, everyone around the Heroes Association cheered loudly.

"Master Zhao is invincible!"

"Master Zhao is mighty!"

"..."

With a heavy waist and bowed horse, Zhao Baliang let out a yell, his left palm turned red rapidly, and his long arm was thrown out like a long smoke, and there was a loud bang, the palm fell heavily on the dynamometer, numbers appeared on the spar on one side, and he jumped up crazily!

The shouts from the people nearby were immediately unified by counting, "Six thousand, six thousand one, six thousand two, six thousand three, six thousand four, six thousand five... woo, six thousand five!!!"

There were wild shouts all over the court.

Zhao Baliang's punch deserved the applause of the crowd.

But because hundreds of names were listed on the stone tablet, only one person hit 6,500 jin. Above Zhao Baliang, there were only three people, two 6,600 jin, and one 6,700 jin.

In other words, Zhao Baliang's fist was extremely gold-rich, and he was ranked fourth among hundreds of super-powers in the physical training state. This prestige is really great.

"The bamboo hat man is invited, as long as you hit 6,500 catties, Zhao will count as your victory!"

Zhao Baliang raised his hands and cupped his fists, and said proudly.

"Haha, it's him, Mr. Zhao is too flattering on him!"

"This guy must have some strength, otherwise he won't be able to beat Lord Lei, but compared with the infinitely powerful Master Zhao, he is lifting tofu with hemp rope, let alone lifting it."

"Whether he can speak, Mr. Lei can't compare to this man in a bamboo hat. It's just that the man in a bamboo hat suddenly attacked and caught Master Lei off guard. In my opinion, this man is wearing a bamboo hat and dare not see people. He is obviously guilty!"

"..."

Xu Yi didn't care about the noise around him at all, and stepped forward quickly, neither squatting nor lowering his waist. He clenched his fist with his right hand, like a flying fire meteor, and smashed hard on the dynamometer. There was a loud bang, and the ground seemed to shake a few times.

A punch fell, and the noisy scene was instantly quiet, with only the sound of gasps, like a flock of ducks being choked, which was particularly refreshing.

Everyone's eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost.

"It's time for our beams to be solved, right?"

Xu Yi said lightly.