Chapter 13 The race is more powerful

Qin Yi doesn't know these things, so he can't talk about whether he is sad or not.

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After winter and spring, nine months passed in the blink of an eye. After the autumn harvest, the annual meeting came, and Qinjiazhuang began to prepare for the annual meeting.

The back mountain of Qinjiazhuang, thousands of miles in the mountains.

In the woods, a figure flew over and was obviously practicing a martial art skill. At this moment, on his arms and legs and on his upper body, he was tied with a few black iron blocks about a foot long. Bean-sized sweat flowed down his body, and clear traces flowed down the black iron.

And this figure is Qin Bing. At this moment, he is a few inches taller and a little stronger than nine months ago. Perhaps because of martial arts practice, he can no longer see the look of a seven-year-old child on his face, but like the 11- or 12-year-old teenager.

Now Qin Bing cultivates the famous palm of the demon family in his previous life. It is said that it was created by a generation of demon emperors in ancient times, and its power is extremely powerful. It has been nearly half a year since he practiced this set of palms, and Qin Bing has only reached a small level, and there is still a lot to go. As for another martial arts soul search finger, Qin Bing has learned very well. Although he has not yet reached the level of great success, he is already easy to use. I believe that he can achieve great success after practicing hard for a period of time.

As for the second level of "King Kong is not bad magic power", Qin Bing has only practiced for about four months. It is not that he is lazy, but that the second layer of mind has higher requirements for muscles and bones. Although Qin Bing's mind is not bad, it is still worse than those old monks of Shaolin Temple. He had to wait until the second stage of the Shaolin Sanjing practice before he began to practice "King Kong is not bad magic power". Even so, the severe pain brought by the practice still made Qin Bing a little unbearable. However, with the long practice, he also endured the severe pain.

"Wow!"

After a set of palm drills, Qin Bing slowly stood and looked at the sky.

"Time flies!" Looking back on last year's annual meeting, it seems to be right in front of us, but now it is this year's annual meeting.

Unload the iron blocks on his body. These iron blocks weighed 100 catties. He was pestering his uncle Qin Zheng to come a few months ago. Qin Jiazhuang made iron for a living for generations. Although this iron is not affordable for everyone, there is a lot of raw iron. In addition to Qin Bing's performance at last year's annual meeting, Qin Zheng did not say much and created this equipment for him according to the graphics drawn by Qin Bing.

Usually, Qin Bing will remove some iron blocks at home. After all, he carries 100 catties of iron on his body and can move freely. This strength is at least 500 or 600 catties. Qin Bing dares not be found by such a terrible thing. At home, Qin Bing will not be removed except for 30 catties on his feet, and other iron blocks will be removed.

There is no way to use iron to help train. Qin Bing practiced martial arts in his previous life and built a martial arts field, many of which are modern, such as gravity fields, testers, etc. These things are not available in this world. Qin Bing has to use the most primitive method to add weight to himself, which can also serve the purpose of exercise.

At the beginning, Qin Bing was also a little unaccustomed to training, but after the training time, he naturally got used to it.

"There are two days of the annual meeting, and last year's bet should be fulfilled!" Putting away the iron block, Qin Bing walked down the mountain and thought in her heart.

Qin Bing's strength is now nearly 700 catties, which is still under the condition that he does not use Zhenqi. If the Zhenqi bursts out, his heavy weight may be much more. However, under normal circumstances, Qin Bing is unwilling to use Zhenqi. In order to better practice "King Kong is not bad magic power", it is an excellent way not to use Zhenqi. He doesn't want to try the pain caused by the piercing spirit a few more times.

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Two days later, the annual meeting began.

Like last year, it was still worshipping God in the morning, and there was a "God of War" standing on the martial arts field. The following is Qin Hong's prayer with the people of Qinjiazhuang. The activity lasted for nearly two hours before the end. And the most exciting clan will finally start in the afternoon, and people's discussion has also shifted to Qin Bing. What will this person who broke the history of Qinjiazhuang last year perform this year?

Qin Bing's family.

Mother Chen Yan has already prepared lunch, and the food is quite rich. Qin Bing's father Qin Yi specially went to Tongzhou City two days ago to sell a lot of things. Today, they all took them out and planned to have a good meal. Qin Bing's parents began to prepare his luggage for "Shu Wangzong" a few days ago. In their opinion, how Qin Bing could lift 300 catties of heavy objects after playing for nearly a year. These days are also the only time for their family to get together.

Qin Bing was helpless about her parents' views, but she also knew that no matter how she explained it, her parents would not believe it and simply ignored it. After the afternoon annual meeting, her parents would naturally understand.

In the afternoon, for example, the clan is often held. With the shouting of Mr. Qin Hong, teenagers aged six to ten stood in front of the "God of War". The first was still a ten-year-old teenager, followed by nine and eight years old. With the passage of time, it was finally Qin Bing's seven-year-old group!

"Next, Qin Bing!" On the martial arts field, Mr. Qin Hong said loudly.

Immediately, in the whole martial arts practice field, Qin Bing walked to the stone lock in the eyes of more than a thousand men, women and children in Qinjiazhuang.

Looking at Qin Bing, the martial arts practice field suddenly became noisy.

"It's Qin Bing. Last year, this child broke the history of my Qinjiazhuang. I don't know how many catties of stone locks can be lifted this year?" A burly middle-aged man looked at Qin Bing on the field and said.

"Well, maybe you can lift 200 catties." Next to the man, another man said uncertainly.

"I think it's possible!" Several other people beside him also echoed.

Seeing the noise in the martial arts arena, Qin Hong frowned and quickly raised his hand. With a press of the void, the voice on the martial arts arena suddenly disappeared. However, people's eyes were still looking at the child who was only seven years old before the stone lock, looking forward to his performance this year!

In everyone's eyes, Qin Bing slowly passed in front of the stone lock and soon came to the 200 catties of the stone lock.

"Two hundred catties!" Looking at Qin Bing on the field, many people were secretly surprised. You should know that before Qin Bing, these two hundred catties of stone locks were the best results compared with the nine-year-old clan. Did Qin Bing actually want to challenge 200 catties?

However, in the surprised eyes of the crowd, the short figure on the field did not stop at all and was still walking towards the heavier stone lock.

"Two hundred and fifty pounds!" This time, there was a sigh in the martial arts practice field, but Qin Bing on the field showed no sign of stopping and was still moving forward.

Finally, in the incredible eyes of everyone, Qin Bing's body stopped in front of 300 catties of stone lock.

"This..." Looking at Qin Bing on the field, everyone on the martial arts field was shocked. You should know that the weight of 300 catties is almost the weight that an adult man can lift, and there is a seven-year-old child standing in front of such a weight.

The volume of 300 catties of stone lock is even larger than Qin Bing himself. No one can imagine that it can be lifted by Qin Bing.

"Third brother, what's going on?" Qin Zheng's face is not very good-looking. Qin Bing wants to try 300 catties of stone locks. He just thinks that Qin Bing deliberately said a reason to stay. How can a person more than double in a year!

"Brother, I don't know. He didn't tell me this child either." Qin Yi said hurriedly. Originally, when he saw Qin Bing honest at home, he and his mother packed his luggage for him. He also didn't say a word. He thought that the child had known that he had to go to the "King of Shu" and agreed. At this time, he knew that he was going to lift the 300 catties of stone lock!

On the court, Mr. Qin Hong's face was not very good-looking. He also didn't think that Qin Bing could lift 300 catties of stone locks.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Qin Bing on the field had clasped his hands on the stone lock.

"Drink!"

With a low shout, Qin Bing's arm exerted strength, and the 300 catties of stone lock on the ground slowly pulled up.

"Lift it up?" Looking at Qin Bing, who raised a stone lock bigger than himself on the field, the whole martial arts field suddenly became silent.

"Third brother, isn't this a dream?" Qin Wu looked at Qin Bing on the field with an incredible look in his eyes.

Qin Yi shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I don't know!" At this time, he really regretted that he didn't touch Qin Bing. Qin Bing had an absolute advantage over the two clan comparisons, and his father also did not know anything about it.

On the court, Mr. Qin Hong looked shocked. He did not expect that the bet he could not complete a year ago would be fulfilled in front of his eyes today.

"Ring up!"

With a roar, with Qin Bing's roar, 300 catties of stone lock slowly crossed his head!

Qin Bing's roar made Mr. Qin Hong, who was in shock, come to his senses in an instant. Looking at the figure holding up 300 catties of stone lock, his face suddenly turned red, as if he were drunk, and his face gradually smiled, "I lost!"

There is no loss in the tone, but only endless joy and excitement.

On the martial arts field, everyone watched the short figure raise the stone lock and fell into a brief silence, followed by the shocking cheers ringing through the sky.

"Qin Bing! Good job."

"Xiao Bing, OK!"

"Binger, awesome!"

This shocking cheer lasted for a long time, and it gradually lowered. On the martial arts field, every Qinjiazhuang man's face was extremely excited, and every woman's face was full of smiles.

Qin Bing, as the party, can't stand it in so many enthusiastic eyes that he even shouted "too tired" to escape from the martial arts practice. The martial arts practice field slowly calmed down after Qin Bing left. Then, under Qin Hong's announcement, the clan comparison continued.