Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 225: Are you worthy?
Bai Wuyun rubbed his eyes.
"This... Sister Hongxiang, did I read it wrong?"
She is incredibly authentic.
The shocked expression on Yue Hongxiang's face also slowly bloomed.
She knew that Lin Beichen was very strong.
Much better than what outsiders know.
But I didn't expect it to be so strong.
What does it mean when the power of the physical body in the state of not activating profound energy reaches more than 2,500 jins?
It means that Lin Beichen can hang any martial artist below the martial artist level without using profound energy.
In the depths of Yue Hongxiang's eyes, a bleak color flashed.
It seems that no matter how hard I try, I can never catch up with him.
There are also faces of shock and inexplicable in the seat of the leader of the team, with unbelievable eyes one after another, each with an O-shaped mouth, and they are about to split their cheeks!
Qiu Tian thought he was having a nightmare.
Chu Hen, Liu Qihai and Pan Weimin thought they were daydreaming.
Teachers at other academies thought they were experiencing an absurd dream.
Even the chief invigilator Li Qingxuan and the invigilators were frightened.
Especially Li Qingxuan.
He watched Li Beichen grow up step by step from a playboy, a prodigal son, and participating in the school competition.
But I never imagined that this young man grew up at such an amazing rate.
Back then, his sister Lin Tingchan was no different, right?
As for those students, most of them have been shocked and lost their ability to think.
The eyes of the priestess Ye Weiyang were sparkling, as if the moonlight was flickering.
On the other hand, the expression on the morning of the morning is relatively flat, with only a touch of surprise.
……
"This...this..."
In the No. 1 Bo. Lottery Hall, the gamblers who were still revelling were all stunned.
They even suspected that there was something wrong with the mysterious pattern formation, and sent some strange error pictures in.
Mediterranean hairdos have straight eyes.
"This, this, this..."
He looked at the table in front of him. It was ten meters long and three meters wide. The table top was hard mahogany, and the legs were made of black iron... A table this big, even if it was made of bread, would be blown away. Die?
"Ahahahahaha..."
Wang Zhong Yang's eyebrows and breathlessly said, "I know, I know, hahahahaha ... Lao Tzu got rich, I see, how much is the winning? Oh, it is 700 gold coins ..."
……
"The power of the five cauldrons, is it great?"
Lin Beichen with an undisguised sarcastic voice, then
The sound of the sound broke the calm of the Yanwu Hall.
He sneered and looked at Cao Potian.
The latter's face was ashen.
That expression, as if someone had been slapped back and forth a hundred times with the soles of fresh dog shit.
"You're just..."
Cao Potian gritted his teeth and quibble.
Lin Beichen interrupted him directly: "It's just five tripods, right?"
He laughed: "As I said, to make you feel hopeless, of course more than that."
Speaking, he strode towards the No. 6 tripod.
In the performance hall, the crowd instantly rioted.
What does it mean?
Could it be...
He wants?
Before everyone could think too much, Lin Beichen came to the No. 6 cauldron, held the cauldron's ear in his left hand, and lifted the 3,000-pound cauldron over his head!
Deathly silence.
If it was said that Lin Beichen raised the No. 5 cauldron with one hand before, and the students and teachers had been shocked to lose their language skills, then at this time, in the picture in front of him, holding the No. 6 cauldron with one hand, it was They almost lost their ability to think.
Cao Potian stiffened.
He clenched his fists, nails digging deep into his palms.
"Impossible, it's impossible... how could..."
Cao Potian couldn't believe all this.
However, the nightmare is not over.
Because Lin Beichen soon raised the No. 8 tripod again.
4000 pounds.
The power of the eight cauldrons.
Cao Potian trembled.
Lin Beichen held the No. 8 cauldron, looked at him, and said, "Is the power of the five cauldrons great?"
The same sentence, from Lin Beichen's mouth at this moment, has a devastating blow and damage.
Without waiting for Cao Potian's answer, Lin Beichen put down the No. 8 cauldron, walked a few steps to the front of the No. 9 cauldron, grabbed the ear of the cauldron, gave a clear drink, and raised the No. 9 cauldron as well. stand up.
Boom!
The entire martial arts field was like an explosion, and it boiled uncontrollably.
Noisy and chaotic sounds.
Many people open their mouths subconsciously without knowing what they're talking about.
chaotic, noisy.
Lin Beichen lifted the No. 9 tripod for five breaths before slowly putting it down.
He looked at Cao Potian and asked again: "Is the power of the five cauldrons really great?"
Cao Potian was pale and sweating profusely.
Every time Lin Beichen asked, every word seemed to be on him, he stabbed a knife fiercely, and the knife splattered blood when he saw it
The kind of blood!
The power of Jiuding!
4500 pounds.
What concept?
It's not just that the strength is beyond his 2,000-pound category.
It also means that if the two of them rely on their physical strength to fight hard, Lin Beichen's punch, with just one punch, can tear his skin apart and vomit blood!
Li Qingxuan, the chief invigilator, opened his mouth several times in a row, but did not call out the final grade judgment.
But no one thought that Lin Beichen's performance had just begun.
"Now, open your dog's eyes and see clearly, what is the real power."
Lin Beichen walked in front of the No. 1 Ding again.
"What's he going to do?"
"What do you mean?"
"Do it again?"
"This..."
The students in the main hall couldn't help but murmured in surprise.
Lin Beichen grabbed the No. 1 cauldron and came to the No. 2 cauldron. Like a nesting doll, he put the No. 1 cauldron into the No. 2 cauldron.
And he did the same.
The No. 2 cauldron was inserted into the No. 3 cauldron.
No. 3 tripod is inserted into No. 4 tripod.
No. 4 tripod was inserted into No. 5 tripod.
The whole action and process, like flowing clouds and flowing water, is very smooth.
Students, instructors, and examiners' eyes suddenly straightened.
He doesn't mean to...
An unimaginable thought appeared in everyone's mind.
Sure enough, I saw Lin Beichen grabbed the feet of the No. 5 tripod with both hands, and his blood was running to the limit, his blood was boiling, and the whole body surface seemed to be flashing with a layer of light red light, and his arms were full of strength. , shouted: "Get up!"
One, two, three, four and five tripods were lifted up by him at the same time.
Only this time, with both hands.
The five cauldrons add up to a full 7,500 jins of power!
This is a stifling number.
Lin Beichen raised his arms high and lifted the five tripods above his head.
Click!
The slate under his feet was finally unable to withstand such a high pressure and strong load, and it split directly, and white lines, like cobweb vines, spread out with Lin Beichen's feet as the center.
"Is the power of the five cauldrons great?"
Lin Beichen shouted loudly, like thunder rolling in nine days, and exploded in the Yanwu Hall, saying: "It's up to you to step on the records of my Lin family, are you worthy?"
Cao Potian's heart, like the slate, instantly shattered to a pulp.
Pfft!
He slumped to the ground in a daze.