The Road to Slaying God

Feeling the heavy barbell in his hand, Zhang Yang felt more and more pressure. Zhang Yang himself found this kind of pressure a bit funny and a bit incredible, because this pressure actually came from the 60 million yuan.

Zhang Yang is not a gambler. Even when he was on the run, he never thought of using his computing power to get enough cash to satisfy his hunger. This shows that Zhang Yang's gambling surname is evident.

Zhang Yang was afraid of losing. If he didn't know the size of the bet, he might not feel any pressure at all. Unfortunately, he knew, and he knew that 20 million has now turned into 60 million.

Zhang Yang is not a gambler, nor is he a rich man. Naturally, he does not have the psychology necessary for a gambler and the psychology that a rich man should have. Therefore, he is afraid of losing and losing everything.

Many people may not understand Zhang Yang’s mentality. In fact, there are examples like this every day in life. People who are usually very good at Slok participate in the competition. After placing bets, their skills immediately plummet. No ball can be scored. In real life, many people can beat the national champion with their table tennis skills. However, when they actually go on the court, under such huge pressure and environment, they cannot perform well.

In fact, in some international competitions, technology is important, but psychological quality is more important than technology. A person who does not have good psychological quality will not win the prize no matter what level of technology he has reached.

Worrying about gains and losses is a common problem among human beings!

Zhang Yang closed his eyes slightly and let his mind be in a clear state. "Ha!" was almost an instinct of the human body. The barbell had been lifted high above his head by Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang's body was like a solidified sculpture, motionless, and the whole hall was extremely quiet... "Pah, pah, pah...!"

"Pa bang..."

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Violent applause rang out, and everyone exclaimed. Now, it is already 147 kilograms. This may not be anything in international competitions, but among amateur players, this is already an astonishing result. , of course, there is another important reason, that is, Zhou Shao and Zhang Yang both weigh about 70 kilograms. Lifting 147 kilograms with a weight of 70 kilograms is already a rare achievement.

The applause slowly stopped.

Suddenly, everyone felt that something was wrong, because Zhang Yang's movements actually kept the lifting posture. According to the rules, he could already put down the barbell. What's more, the violent applause was already a hint that he passed the test!

Aze's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Liu Biao also looked nervous and opened his mouth wide.

Everyone could see that something was wrong with Zhang Yang. No matter how good a weightlifter was, he would not be able to control the slight shaking of his limbs when lifting the barbell. This was unavoidable. But now, Zhang Yang is really like a stone sculpture. Not moving at all, it seemed that the barbell had merged with him and became a weightlifting sculpture in the park.

"Zhang Yang, it's okay!" Xuelian felt an inexplicable panic. Zhang Yang's movements gave her a familiar feeling, and this feeling was definitely not a good feeling. Fear spread in the cell body.

"Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang, that's it!" Wang Yan also shouted.

Zhang Yang's arm shook slightly, and his closed eyes suddenly opened. A golden lightning shot out of his eyes, and it flashed away. Everyone saw it, and everyone thought it was an illusion. One person's It was impossible for the golden light to emit from the eyes... There was a loud sound of "Peng!", and the barbell hit the ground heavily, making a huge and heavy sound. Zhang Yang's eyes looked around and fell on Xuelian and Wang Yan. He smiled softly, waved his hand, and walked down very naturally, as if nothing had happened.

However, everyone felt Zhang Yang's change, as if it was a transformation. Zhang Yang's bulging muscles, strong physique, and criss-crossing scars were no longer eye-catching. What people noticed was Zhang Yang's calmness. His calmness, his domineering attitude... "Brother Zhang Yang, what happened just now... I, I... I'm so worried, I'm scared, I'm afraid that you will suddenly never move..." Zhang Yang walked down, and Xue Lian ran away immediately. When she came to Zhang Yang's side, she hugged Zhang Yang's arms with both hands. Her eyes were filled with tears. She had been frightened just now.

"It's okay!" Zhang Yang smiled slightly and patted Xue Lian's waist very naturally. He couldn't help but secretly surprised Xue Lian's keen sixth sense. Just now, it was indeed a very dangerous process. It was the first time for Zhang Yang to use it. In "The Road to Immortality", the magical power soaked every cell in his body, almost turning him into a fossil.

Zhang Yang finally understood that the crystal figures in the cave were completely crystallized energy. Of course, those figures seemed to be intentional in order to preserve the magical power. Just now, Zhang Yang almost turned himself into a stone sculpture while practicing the power.

Energy, no matter what kind of energy it is, can be crystallized. A strange smile flashed at the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth... "Add!" Just when Zhang Yang was recalling the energy conversion process just now, Mr. Zhou said heavily to a person who was adding barbell plates. the young man snapped.

At this time, the two young men who were adding barbells looked at Mr. Zhou. Obviously, they also knew that Mr. Zhou had reached the limit. If he added ten kilograms to one, Mr. Zhou could still compete. Then, thirty-five kilograms. One plus, according to Zhou Shao's usual weight lifting record, he has almost no chance of lifting this barbell.

One hundred and eighty-two kilograms!

The atmosphere in the hall was no longer as relaxed as it was at the beginning, and the atmosphere became depressing. Many people who were busy with their work while watching walked around the competition venue to watch. Wang Yan and Xuelian also walked to the side of the competition venue. However, Wang Yan's mood seemed to suddenly become bad. From time to time she would lower her head in thought, and from time to time she would cast her eyes on Zhang Yang and Xuelian. Obviously, she had doubts about their relationship... Mr. Zhou was so angry that he actually had a problem. The two young men were frightened by the power. They quickly installed the prepared barbell plates and retreated silently.

At this time, the crowd of onlookers let out a sigh. Obviously, they all saw that Mr. Zhou's efforts were not enough. They usually gather together, even if they are on different fronts, everyone knows each other's details.

This time, Mr. Zhou didn't move. After grabbing a handful of powder, he walked directly in front of the barbell, squatted down suddenly, and yelled "Ah...!" as the barbell was lifted to the shoulder level.

"Pa bang..."

Applause came in waves.

"ah!"

The barbell just shook for a moment, and when it reached the upward position, the veins on Mr. Zhou's neck bulged. After shouting wildly, he suddenly lifted the heavy barbell up, and his legs shook wildly like a convulsion. His cheeks seemed to be twitching... "Okay!"

"Pa, pa, pa, pa...!" The applause was extremely warm and lasting. Even after Mr. Zhou put down the barbell, the applause was endless.

"Please!" Mr. Zhou looked at Zhang Yang. He didn't look happy for lifting the barbell. His walking movements were a bit mechanical, and his face showed a sickly blush. It was obvious that his physical strength was seriously exhausted. He just lifted the barbell, which was completely awkward. A super-level display of willpower.

The field was quiet again, and eyes turned to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang spread his arms, gently pushed away the two girls who were massaging him, and stood up. His eyes shone with confidence, and he was so domineering. If he was still nervous at first, now Zhang Yang is full of confidence. Even if it's another hundred kilograms, he has the confidence to lift it.

Now, every muscle, every cell, and even every blood vessel in his body is full of power. This power comes from the energy that fills his whole body.

This time, Zhang Yang didn't make any moves. He walked directly to the barbell, held it with both hands, and raised it directly to his shoulders. Then, he easily and freely raised it to the top of his head. Even the crowd didn't even have time to applaud. , under the stunned gaze of everyone, he returned to his seat, enjoying the massage from the two girls amidst the envious eyes. Of course, one of the girls' hands was a bit heavy. It didn't feel like a massage, but more like a massage. It was a hard pinch... "More... more?" A young man looked at Mr. Zhou with a trembling voice. At this time, Mr. Zhou was already struggling and could not even lift it up.

“Two hundred and seventeen kilograms!

Mr. Zhou didn't speak, and looked at the young man with a cold look in his eyes. The young man hurriedly walked to the barbell and added weight plates.

Young Master Zhou's walking movements were very slow and heavy, as if he was carrying an invisible shackle. Young Master Zhou was very unwilling to do so. He didn't understand why things had developed to this point!

Are you being arrogant?

Are you mentally retarded?

Obviously, none, everything has changed because of Zhang Yang's appearance. He understands that as long as he loses today, all his aura will disappear!

Young Master Zhou will never understand that it was not Zhang Yang that brought him to this point, but the greed and desire for conquest hidden in his heart.

Everyone looked at Mr. Zhou, but no one noticed that next to a vase in the distance stood a middle-aged man in a general's uniform, with his hands behind his back and his eyes indifferently looking at the competition circle.

(To be continued)