The Road to Slaying God

"yeah!"

Liu Biao and Wang Yan looked at each other subconsciously, and raised two fingers at the same time to make a V-shaped victory gesture, which made Aze feel ashamed.

Of course, Liu Biao himself did not expect that with this action, he would immediately close the distance with Wang Yan. Now, Wang Yan was full of affection for this big man, with a typical mentality of loving the house and the bird.

"I think seventy-seven kilograms is too low as a starting point. How about adding thirty-five kilograms each time?" Mr. Zhou was expressionless.

Thirty-five kilograms!

Everyone's heart is heavy. Weightlifting is about gradual progress. It is rare to add 35 kilograms at a time, even in international competitions. This is because when lifting weights, if there is no process of adapting to the weight, , it is easy to give up all your efforts.

"Okay!" Zhang Yang thought for a moment, weighed the weight just lifted and nodded.

Seeing that both of them agreed, several people immediately added 17.5 kilograms to one side of the barbell.

Young Master Zhou was still very steady. He first did a lot of movements to move his muscles and bones, and even pressed a few high-pressure legs.

This is a very thoughtful young man!

He has the necessary psychological quality for a superior person. Even if he loses, he will never lose because of his carelessness and mistakes. This kind of person is not only meticulous, but also ruthless, and can even accomplish what he wants at any cost. What a person does, this kind of person is a terrible person!

Zhang Yang carefully observed every move of Mr. Zhou. He used psychological knowledge in his head to speculate on Mr. Zhou, and then used mathematical calculations to calculate various possible surnames. Finally, Zhang Yang came up with a result. .

Mr. Zhou is a dangerous person!

I don’t know, what is his background?

While Zhang Yang was thinking, Mr. Zhou had completed the preparations, walked to the barbell, held the barbell with both hands, breathed slowly, and adjusted every cell in his body... "Ouch!"

Mr. Zhou had some difficulty. After adding 35 kilograms, the barbell weighed 112 kilograms. Even a professional weightlifter couldn't lift it easily.

The barbell is raised to the shoulders, and the weight of the barbell can be felt as it swings up and down.

Seeing that Young Master Zhou was still reluctant to lift it, many people's breathing became heavy. Obviously, these 112 kilograms were already a challenge for Young Master Zhou.

Weightlifting is different from other sports. Many athletes need several months of intensive training in order to increase a mere five kilograms, adding three to four to five kilograms at a time. This shows how difficult it is to increase the weight.

"Ouch...!"

Young Master Zhou roared wildly, bent his legs and squatted slightly, exerted force suddenly, and raised the heavy barbell. Everyone could clearly see that Young Master Zhou's arms were shaking, as if his muscles were vibrating. It seemed that this It's an overload of weight.

"Bang!" The barbell hit the ground hard.

"Pah, pah, pah...!"

"Pa bang..."

…

There was a burst of warm applause, and everyone applauded. No matter what, Mr. Zhou lifted it up with his true strength. This is worthy of recognition, so no one was stingy with their applause.

Zhang Yang also applauded. Respect for his opponent is respect for himself. What's more, Zhou Shao has his respect for his strength.

One hundred and twelve kilograms is 224 kilograms, which is almost the weight of two normal people. It shows how strenuous it is to lift it.

Zhang Yang didn't hesitate. As soon as Mr. Zhou stepped back, he immediately grabbed a handful of non-slip powder and placed it in front of the barbell. He stretched his limbs and chest when the barbell met, and then lifted the barbell in one go.

"Bang!"

When the barbell hit the ground heavily, the entire hall fell into a dead silence. No one applauded. Even Wang Yan became quiet. Everyone's eyes were a little dull, because Zhang Yang's movements were too easy, so easy. It's a bit incredible. In fact, Zhang Yang feels more comfortable than when he first lifted 77 kilograms.

Everyone doesn't know that Zhang Yang's "Immortal Road" magical skill has gathered a large amount of energy and converted it into physical energy in this short period of time. Although this energy is actually very small, for Zhang Yang who only lifts weights, this is enough. More than enough.

Mr. Zhou's eyes were dull as he looked at the barbell being added. He didn't understand why Zhang Yang was so relaxed?

Now, the barbell has been increased to a weight of 147 kilograms!

"Continue?" Zhang Yang smiled softly.

"Continue!" Mr. Zhou, who was resting on a chair, suddenly stood up, gritted his teeth, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.

"Bang!" There was a clear sound of broken glass. Mr. Zhou drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and threw the glass to the ground. A strange flush appeared on his face.

Suddenly, the whole space had a feeling of desolation, and Mr. Zhou gave people a tragic and heroic feeling of a strong man gone and never coming back. The naked and majestic back looked extremely lonely... pitiful!

The crowd actually felt a sense of tragedy and pity for the hero's end.

Walking in front of the barbell, Mr. Zhou took a breath and regained his composure. Once again, Zhang Yang felt a hint of admiration in his heart. Mr. Zhou could quickly get rid of his negative emotions during the battle.

With a loud roar of "Ouch!", the barbell was lifted to the shoulders, and there was only a slight pause for two seconds. When the spring of the barbell bounced to the right position, the barbell was raised to the top of the head in one go. Everyone could see it. The muscles all over his body were jumping, like tangled tree roots swimming.

"Okay!" Liu Biao shouted.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

"Pa bang..."

…

There was another burst of warm applause, and even Wang Yan and Aze were generous with their applause.

"Peng!" The barbell hit the ground with a loud sound, and the ground seemed to be shaking. Mr. Zhou's face was pale, and he slightly motioned to Zhang Yang to sit on the chair. Immediately, the young man in leather clothes and leather trousers walked over His back was massaged, and another young man came over to massage his legs.

Mr. Zhou didn't speak, and there was no expression on his face. He closed his eyes and gathered strength. He had a hunch that this weight class would not be difficult for his opponent, and he had to prepare for the next game.

Zhang Yang glanced at Mr. Zhou, dipped his hand in the powder, and slowly walked in front of the barbell. Although he felt the power surging in his veins, he also felt a kind of pressure, which came from Mr. Zhou. Obviously, Mr. Zhou is the kind of person who gets stronger when he is strong. From his second lift, he clearly felt that he was not going to be able to do it anymore. However, he unexpectedly lifted 147 kilograms.

Many times, willpower can defeat one's physical strength, and Mr. Zhou did it!

Can you do it yourself?

Zhang Yang was a little skeptical. This was the first time he used external power, and he was not very skilled in using it. In fact, the first two moves were not based on external power, but his own power.

"Zhang Yang, come on, you can do it!"

Wang Yan's voice sounded very clear in the extremely quiet hall. Zhang Yang looked back and saw Wang Yan standing up, with a pair of fists clenched tightly, as if giving out huge power, and her small nose exuded a blush. Light, a pair of eyes full of encouraging expressions.

At the same time, Zhang Yang did not ignore Xue Lian. Xue Lian's expression was not as exaggerated as Wang Yan's, but very reserved. She nodded gently, staring at Zhang Yang with eyes like autumn water, as if she had a thousand words to say... "You can do it!" "

Zhang Yang couldn't help but be startled. The person speaking was actually Aze, who cherished his words like gold. Aze's eyes were steady, as if he wanted to infect Zhang Yang with stable emotions, and Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile.

"I can definitely do it!"

Zhang Yang smiled and nodded, and slowly made a few relaxing movements. The scarred muscles shone under the light, making people feel full of life force.

Zhang Yang once again became the focus of everyone. Whether they were drinking or smoking, they put aside everything and focused their attention on Zhang Yang.

I can do it!

I can do it!

Zhang Yang thought silently in his mind, and through the stretching movements of his body, the energy from the outside world slowly transformed into the power of the body, and began to run in the limbs, blood vessels, and every cell. The feeling was very, very good, as if it was somewhat comfortable. The warm current is filling every hole in the body, a kind of enrichment, a kind of satisfaction, a kind of comfort, a kind of solidity... There is no appropriate word to describe the power that fills every corner of the body.

Use force, lift it, lift it to your shoulders!

The movement was completed in one go, and the barbell stopped at her shoulders, vibrating slightly. Wang Yan's heart was beating fast, as if she also felt the weight of the barbell.

At this time, Mr. Zhou's eyes that had been closed were opened, because he also felt the pressure of Zhang Yang... =============

(To be continued)