Lifting the Stone Lock

Bang bang.

Three drumbeats suddenly sounded.

"Everyone, the First Incense competition officially begins now!"

As the voice fell, strong officers strode onto the stage, each holding stone locks of different weights.

As the stone locks were placed down, the stage trembled slightly.

From left to right, they were one thousand jin, one thousand five hundred jin, two thousand jin...

The heaviest stone lock weighed a full five thousand jin, and it took two officers to carry it up.

This was the first assessment.

Strength.

Contestants could choose suitable stone locks and lift them.

The more times they lifted, and the heavier the stone lock they lifted, the higher their score would be.

However, compared to the latter, the first assessment was merely a test, to see if the participant had a chance to win the First Incense.

Its impact on the final result was minimal.

As the officers called out names, more and more martial artists stepped onto the stage, chose their suitable stone locks, and began lifting.

"Wang Er, one thousand jin, three times."

"Li San, one thousand jin, five times."

"Zhang Si, one thousand five hundred jin, two times."

Watching the performances on stage, no one felt the slightest bit of interest. Everyone knew the real show was yet to come.

"Next, Li Si."

Upon hearing this name, He An's expression instantly turned serious.

He had learned about this person from Sun Wangxian.

Only seventeen years old, a registered clerk in the Town Martial Division, a Half-step Muscle Condensing Realm martial artist.

Such strength at such a young age.

If nothing unexpected happened, he would surely be Entering the Ranks in the future.

He had always been kept by Meng Cao's side and was seen as his successor.

In conclusion.

His strength was incredibly formidable!!

He walked onto the stage with a proud expression.

Everyone knew his background, and upon seeing him ascend the stage, they all looked at him with curiosity, wanting to know what choice he would make.

"Young Master Li, which one will you choose?"

"Three Thousand Jin!"

Li Si said slowly.

Instantly.

The crowd's excitement surged.

After seeing so many one thousand jin and fifteen hundred jin locks, how could they not be excited and fervent at the sudden appearance of a three thousand jin one?

Most importantly.

To lift this Three Thousand Jin Stone Lock, even a Martial Artist in the Muscle Condensing Realm would feel a bit daunted.

"This kid, he just knows how to play to the crowd!"

Meng Cao chuckled and shook his head.

Master Li, however, waved his hand: "How can you call that playing to the crowd? He has the strength, so he doesn't need to be too low-key."

"Speaking of which, it's all thanks to Brother Meng's excellent teaching!"

"Not at all, Youngster Ning is the same. When he goes on stage later, I'm sure he'll surprise everyone too."

The two began to flatter each other.

Ning Yuan stood to the side, a strong fighting spirit flashing in his eyes: "Three Thousand Jin? Then when I go on stage later, I'll go for Thirty-five Hundred Jin. No one can be stronger than me!!"

Upon hearing this, Zuo Ying felt a bit uneasy: "Three Thousand Jin, and not yet eighteen years old, is he even human?"

Seeing her expression, Wei Yangyun gave a wry smile: "Ying Er, there's no need to be afraid. There's already a difference in strength between men and women, not to mention the Martial Arts he practices is Tong Bei Quan."

"Three Thousand Jin is nothing difficult for him."

Zuo Ying forced herself to say: "Who's afraid? It's just Three Thousand Jin. When I go on stage later, I'll also lift a Three Thousand Jin stone lock. I don't believe I can't."

"If he can lift it, why can't I."

Wei Yangyun: "..."

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On Stage.

Li Si slowly walked towards the Three Thousand Jin Stone Lock.

He An stared intently and whispered, "Currently, he can definitely lift the Three Thousand Jin Stone Lock. I just don't know how many times he can lift it?"

Li Si took a deep breath, grabbed the lock buckle, and his muscles instantly bulged.

In an instant, the stone lock slowly rose.

"Lift!"

Li Si grunted, unleashing all his strength.

The Three Thousand Jin Stone Lock was instantly lifted by him and hovered in mid-air for three seconds.

The stone lock fell, kicking up a cloud of dust from the ground.

"Good!"

Thunderous cheers erupted from the crowd.

Li Si wasn't finished. After taking another deep breath, he placed his right hand on the stone lock again.

As expected.

The stone lock was lifted again.

However, at this moment, sweat poured down Li Si's forehead like rain, and his muscles were no longer as robust as before, clearly having exhausted his strength.

"Li Si, Three Thousand Jin, twice."

So far, this was the best result, but Li Si was still somewhat dissatisfied.

"Lord Meng, I have disappointed you." He lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong.

Seeing this, Meng Cao comforted him, "Go rest first. The competition later is the most important. You've already exceeded my expectations."

Li Si nodded.

"This kid, he's already this strong? He can lift the Three Thousand Jin Stone Lock twice?" Sun Wangxian was clearly surprised by Li Si's performance.

He An remained silent.

Three Thousand Jin might be very strong for others.

But he estimated that with his current realm, plus the perfected [Yi Jin Jing], a Four Thousand Jin stone lock would definitely be a piece of cake.

A Five Thousand Jin stone lock wasn't impossible either!

After Li Si, a few more people went onto the stage. Compared to before, their strength had indeed increased, but none reached Li Si's height.

Therefore, up to this point, Li Si's result was still the best.

Afterwards.

"Next, Ning Yuan!"

The crowd's interest was piqued once more.

As Master Li's personal disciple, although he wasn't as famous as Li Si, his strength was definitely not to be underestimated. Master Li had also been grooming him like a son.

"Lord Wei, how is this kid's strength?" Zuo Ying asked.

Wei Yangyun shook his head. "I don't know much about him. I only know that what he studies is [Five Tiger Fist], an extremely fierce and powerful technique."

"If nothing unexpected happens, his strength should be no weaker than that Li Si just now."

Zuo Ying looked dejected.

"One by one, how are they all so monstrous!!"

Seeing this, Wei Yangyun quickly comforted him.

"Ying Er, you're not bad either. Compared to them, you're the youngest, but your strength isn't much different from theirs."

"If we're being honest, you're the one with the best talent."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zuo Ying, as expected, became confident. "That's right, I'm the one with the best talent. Sooner or later, they will all fall before me."

Hearing his name called, Ning Yuan slowly walked onto the stage.

"Three Thousand Jin!"

As he announced the stone lock he chose, the crowd erupted once more.

He approached the stone lock and slowly gripped it with his right hand.

"Rise."

With a low shout.

The veins on his forehead bulged. The stone lock, weighing a full Three Thousand Jin, felt like cotton in his hands, and he lifted it with ease.

As he lifted the stone lock again and again, everyone held their breath.

One.

Two.

Three.

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