I Come from the Mortal Realm
Chapter 70

The Contest of Strength

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Seeing that the encirclement was about to break, the man in green said loudly, "Your Majesty, why are you so anxious? Your Majesty humiliated me Hero Society that day, do you really want to be so lighthearted? However, Your Excellency was able to hide for a while, and still hid. It's a life-long failure. Since I, Hero Society, have set my sights on you, the problem is not over yet. I don't know if you would like to be followed and monitored every day, or if you would like to untie the problem this time."

Xu Yi stopped and looked sideways at the man in green, "How do you explain it?"

Originally, he didn't want to talk nonsense with Hero Society, a rascal. He could leave if he wanted to, or stay if he wanted to. With his current ability, how could he take Hero Society and this gang of rabble into his eyes?

However, the words of the man in green moved him, and the reason lies in Uncle Mu and Qiu Wa.

Now, he is not alone and has to consider Uncle Mu and Qiu Wa in everything.

Right now, I've already fallen out with the Black Dragon Hall, and I'm too busy taking care of myself. If I get entangled with Hero Society again, it will be too much of a loss.

In a word, in his eyes, this Hero Society is just a caterpillar, harmless but disgusting.

"Follow me to see me, Big Brother, and I, Big Brother, will solve it however you want! Otherwise, we Hero Society, three thousand bitter brothers, will fight you until death!"

The man in green said sternly.

"Yes, we will fight until death!"

Everyone responded in unison, and the momentum became much stronger.

"Then let's go!"

Xu Yi is clean and authentic.

In less than half a cup of tea, Xu Yi saw the "Big Brother" of Hero Society, which was the legendary Master Zhao.

A short, dry man with a yellow face, and even more yellow than his complexion was a head of sparse yellow hair. Xu Yi never expected that Master Zhao, who was worshiped as a god by all Hero Society so-called heroes, would actually look like this.

When Xu Yi arrived, Master Zhao was standing in front of a huge blue stone plaque, stunned.

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

These names are either in a single column, or in a row of several, or at most a dozen in a row.

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

After a quick glance, Xu Yi understood the meaning of these numbers, because there was a Force Tester not far from the stone sign, a Force Tester that was much larger than the one in the practice room.

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

That Master Zhao didn't let Xu Yi wait any longer. Xu Yi just stood still and pointed to the name on the stone plate without looking back, "Hat Man, you and I understand the conflict between my brothers. In this world, wolves eat meat, dogs eat shit, and the male is king. They cannot be stronger than you, but they insist on ruling the roost in front of you. They deserve to suffer! I, Zhao Baling, understand this truth."

"Having said that, I am their Big Brother. Since I am their Big Brother, if the brothers are bullied, I, Big Brother, must find my place. This This is another truth. Since they are all truths, and there is no difference between the truths, we can only use our fists to discuss victory and defeat to prove the truth. Of course, I have no interest and no time, and I don't want to go into the ring with you to fight to the death for such a trivial matter."

"Let's compare our strength. Did you see these people on the stone plaque? Anyone who can hit Strength of three oxen with one punch will have his or her name on it. Between you and me, you might as well add your name to it. Whoever ranks higher will be considered more reasonable. If I win, I won't ask you to repay anything, just apologize to my brothers. If you win, I, Zhao Baling, will make your promise!"

The strength of an ox is two thousand catties, and Strength of three oxen is six thousand catties. However, due to the strengths and weaknesses of the skills, the so-called Strength of three oxen has different standards. The weak can just exceed five thousand, and the strong can be close to seven thousand at most.

Therefore, the numbers on the stone tablets are all between five thousand and seven thousand.

"I promised, whoever comes first!"

Xu Yi said decisively.

I have a little fondness for this Zhao Baling. He is not shocking in appearance, clean and tidy, and he is a good-looking man.

"Of course I'm here first. After all, it's my idea, so you can't suffer any loss." Zhao Baling said boldly, striding towards Force Tester.

Having experienced the battle of Elder Feng, Xu Yi understands what Zhao Baling's "can't let you suffer" means.

It's just a technique that can produce Strength of three oxen, and it doesn't require preparations for adjusting the breath, regulating Qi and blood, and what's worse, you have to endure the pain of retrograde meridians.

At that time, Elder Feng typed "Nirvana Divine Fist" by tricking Xu Yi into chatting. After being fully prepared, he managed to type Strength of three oxen.

At this moment, Zhao Baling was willing to go first, making it clear that he did not want to take advantage of him, and acted extremely aboveboard.

But seeing him walking slowly towards Force Tester, everyone around Hero Society cheered loudly.

"Master Zhao is invincible!"

"Master Zhao mighty!"

"..."

Lowering his waist and bowing his horse, Zhao Baling shouted loudly, his left palm turned red rapidly, and he threw out his long arm, like a long smoke in the sky, with a loud bang, his palm landed heavily on Force Tester, numbers immediately appeared on the crystal on one side, and he jumped up like crazy!

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

The whole place was filled with wild cheers.

Zhao Baling's punch also deserves the cheers of everyone.

But because there were hundreds of names listed on the stone tablet, only one person hit 6,500 jins. There were only three people above Zhao Baling, two with 6,600 jins and one with 6,700 jins.

In other words, Zhao Baling's punch contains a lot of gold. It can rank fourth among hundreds of the Body Tempering Realm super strong people. This power is really huge.

"Hat Man, please, as long as you hit 6,500 kilograms, Zhao will count you as the winner!"

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

"Haha, that's him, Master Zhao praises him too much!"

"This guy must have some strength, otherwise he won't be able to beat Master Lei. But compared with the infinitely powerful Master Zhao, it's like holding tofu with a hemp rope, let alone mentioning it."

"Can you speak? Master Lei is no better than this Hat Man. But Hat Man suddenly struck, catching Master Lei off guard. Look, this man is wearing a hat and doesn't dare to see anyone. He clearly has a guilty conscience!"

"..."

Xu Yi didn't care about the noise around him. He quickly stepped forward without squatting or lowering his waist. He made a fist with his right hand and hit Force Tester hard like a flying fireball. There was a loud bang and the ground seemed to shake a few times.

With one punch, the noisy scene fell silent for an instant, leaving only the sound of countless gasps, like a group of ducks being strangled by the neck, which was particularly sobering.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Isn't it time for our dispute to be resolved now?"

Xu Yi said lightly.

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