The Road to Slaying God

Everyone wants to know how much weight Zhang Yang can lift.

Everyone wants to see a miracle happen. After all, although Zhang Yang's weight has broken the world record, it is only one kilogram more.

The two young men adding weight plates also looked eager to try. It seemed that as long as Zhang Yang nodded, they would immediately run over and add weight plates.

Zhang Yang looked around, and suddenly, he saw a worried face, that of Liu Biao. Liu Biao's body was turning like a bug bite in his stomach, and his eyes looked pitifully at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile. Seeing this guy's aggrieved look, it was time for him to show off his power.

"Liu Biao, come here!" Zhang Yang waved his hand gently.

"Ah... Hehe... It's coming, it's coming..." Liu Biao was overjoyed and stepped forward with a lunge, looking like a hero in the world and who would be better than me.

"Actually, those world records really don't count. Among the people, there are countless people who can break those so-called world records, but many people are too lazy to participate in those competitions. Of course, some people have no chance. , some people are even more disdainful. For example, my partner is disdainful. I can definitely say that he is the well-deserved strongest man in the world. No matter what competition it is, as long as it is a record linked to strength, he It can be easily broken, of course, including the weightlifting world record...!"

Everyone then remembered Liu Biao's performance just now and couldn't help but gasp. They almost forgot about this strongman who used the barbell as a straw.

When the two young men saw Mr. Zhou nodding, they quickly added weights.

"Jiajia, damn, this is so little, plus more..."

"More!"

"Well, be braver, pace faster, keep going, keep going!"

Under Liu Biao's urging, the two young men also took the risk and kept adding weight. Anyway, they saw the same barbell plates hanging on both sides of the bar, and they didn't even bother to look at the weight.

At this time, everyone's eyes were extremely dull. Looking at Liu Biao's triumphant expression was like looking at a gorilla. Although everyone knew that Liu Biao was strong, adding barbell plates was not such an addition. Now, In the surprise, people had forgotten how many barbell plates had been added. In short, all the barbell plates were added, and the big ones were replaced with smaller ones. No one knew how much they weighed, but everyone could see that It follows that this is no longer a weight that humans can lift.

Many people's eyes changed from surprise to ridicule, and finally, to contempt.

No one believed that Liu Biao could lift this super barbell.

There is no way anyone in this world can lift it.

At least, that's what most people here think. This has broken the limits of the human body and even broken the imagination of ordinary people.

Finally, the barbell plates were added, and the remaining ones were small ones weighing several kilograms each, and there was no way to add them. The two young men adding the barbell plates were so tired that they were covered in sweat, and their hair became wet. The whole person is like being fished out of the water. Changing the barbell plates is not an easy task. If Liu Biao is like this during international competitions, everyone who changes the barbell plates will be exhausted..." Mr. Zhou , I see you are a cheerful person, we made a bet, if I lift this barbell, you will cash in the gold I started betting, of course, it is best to add a little bit..." Liu Biao chuckled, He is a man who never misses an opportunity to make a fortune.

"Okay, as long as you raise it, I will give you a cash check of five hundred thousand immediately!"

Without thinking, Mr. Zhou motioned to the young man in leather clothes and trousers to take the hanging clothes, took out his checkbook, and immediately signed a cash check for five hundred thousand.

For him, it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses 500,000 yuan. Even if it is just to watch a person lift such a heavy barbell, it is worth paying 500,000 yuan.

In fact, this is not a bet, this five hundred thousand is purely a reward.

"Anyone else?"

Liu Biao looked around the crowd with a smile. Looking at the expression, Zhang Yang couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. He quickly wiped his face with a towel to cover up his embarrassment. Now Liu Biao was like a charlatan who was showing off his skills. .

"Brother Biao, come on, if you lift it up, I will reward you with a hundred thousand!" Wang Yan smiled brightly. She was a person who was afraid of chaos in the world and immediately responded to Liu Biao's call.

"I'm fifty thousand!"

"I have one hundred thousand!"

"I...twenty thousand..."

…

Everyone looked at each other in shock. After being stunned for a moment, they all reported some data with the mentality of buying tickets. Some simply threw the check on the coffee table, and some simply threw the cash on it. After seeing someone taking the lead, they all threw cash and checks on the coffee table. In just two minutes, there was a mountain of banknotes and several checks piled on the coffee table. After all, there were a lot of people here... "Hahaha... I, Uncle Biao, deserve to be rich. ***, Aze, hurry up and find someone to put the money in. You are not allowed to keep it for yourself. We will divide the money after I raise this thing..."

"Ahem...Okay, Brother Biao, don't worry, I'll keep an eye on you..." Seeing some people's eyes falling on him, Aze, who was standing next to the coffee table, quickly took a step back. Face flushed.

Compared with Liu Biao's shamelessness, both Zhang Yang and Aze were defeated.

"Brother Biao, it's getting late. The general is still waiting for us. You'd better get started!" Zhang Yang sighed.

"Okay, let's show off!"

Liu Biao rolled up his sleeves and didn't do anything. He bent his waist, squatted his legs, and grabbed the barbell with both hands. He just accumulated a little strength and said "Hey!" The barbell weighed who knows how heavy it was. It was lifted to the chest, with almost no pause, the barbell was raised directly to the top of the head.

"How is it?" Liu Biao raised the barbell and turned around in a circle before speaking, with a proud expression.

Everyone opened their mouths and looked in disbelief at Liu Biao, who was walking around on the field holding a barbell. They were so surprised that their eyes almost fell out.

Incredible!

It’s incredible!

I have never seen a weightlifter who can move freely around the field while lifting a barbell, and it is extremely easy. Of course, there are probably not many people in the world who can speak while holding a barbell... "But... it can be done." It’s…!”

After being silent for a long time, Zhou Shao, who looked shocked, stammered out a sentence. At this time, Liu Biao had been lifting for at least more than a minute. Judging from his relaxed and natural look, he could only lift for an hour. no problem.

Just when everyone thought Liu Biao would put down the barbell, a strange scene appeared. Liu Biao gently put the barbell down from his head and then carefully put it on the ground... "Hey, don't break it. It's not good if you don't have flowers and plants..." Seeing everyone staring at him dumbfounded, Liu Biao said a little embarrassed.

As the saying goes, laymen only watch the fun, and experts watch the door. Anyone who knows a little bit about the principles of mechanics knows that slowly lowering a barbell is much more difficult than lifting a barbell. In the end, it requires twice the strength, because when lifting it, it is explosive. And letting go is not a matter of explosive power... There was a hint of fear and fear in the eyes of everyone looking at Liu Biao. No one could know the strength of this big guy. Of course, if people here knew that Liu Biao could count the numbers by himself, It would not be surprising if the ton-heavy steel-armored beast was defeated and fled.

The group of people following Mr. Zhou couldn't help but secretly rejoice. Fortunately, they didn't take action when the conflict just happened. Otherwise, a slight scratch from this guy would definitely be a serious injury. When the strength reaches such a terrifying level, even with an ordinary knife Any chair can cause fatal injuries, not to mention that Liu Biao was holding a barbell in his hand at that time. If that thing came into contact, he would definitely be killed or disabled.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you all for supporting me. I'll see you next time if I have a chance. I'll pay for the order here... Oh,... I guess you don't have to pay for it. Hehe, I saved another sum..."

After Liu Biao put down the barbell, he happily ran to the coffee table, took off his coat, and wrapped up the money and checks. His greedy look made Zhang Yang have the urge to beat him up.

"Young Master Zhou, it's good to see you again by fate. I want to give you a word. It's a blessing in disguise!" Zhang Yang smiled and gestured to everyone.

"Understood, see you later. Today, I, Zhou, am convinced that I lost!"

Young Master Zhou endured the pain and stood up, clasping his fists to bid farewell to Zhang Yang, looking quite magnanimous.

The two of them didn't know that after this separation, they didn't meet until two years later. At that time, Mr. Zhou had completely lost his arrogance and sharpness, and was replaced by stability and kindness. Of course, at that time, Mr. Zhou He is already a local official in a remote mountainous area. He has made outstanding achievements and is deeply supported by the local people... Everyone bid farewell to him. Now, in their minds, Zhang Yang has become a person of equal status.

First of all, Zhang Yang's ability is obvious to all. Although it is only Slok and weightlifting, it can be seen from Zhang Yang's demeanor that he is proficient in far more than these two. Secondly, it goes without saying that Zhang Yang’s background can be seen. Needless to say, Wang Yan has always been at Zhang Yang’s side. It seems that they have no hope of becoming Yan’s son-in-law. Also, everyone can see that the relationship between General and Zhang Yang is not simple.

Sure enough, the general was waiting for them at the door.

"Get rich?" The general smiled when he saw Liu Biao wearing underwear and carrying banknotes in his coat.

"Yeah, yeah, I've made a little fortune. If the general needs any activities, just ask me. I will arrange the whole process for Liu Biao. Of course, I will also accompany you throughout the whole process..."

The general was stunned. Liu Biao's words made him lose his temper.

"Let's go, let's talk somewhere else." The general glanced at this careless big man and could only surrender and walk away, first heading towards a car outside.

At this time, Zhang Yang and the others discovered that there were people in military uniforms standing outside, including some in black suits. The entire club had been tightly controlled.

Xuelian and Wang Yan were taken to another car. Zhang Yang, the three of them and the general got into a commercial vehicle. The commercial vehicle had military plates. Obviously, it was a vehicle for the army.

When the convoy drove out of the big iron gate, Zhang Yang immediately discovered that the car in which Wang Yan and Xuelian were riding left in another direction.

"General, them?" Zhang Yang looked back. He hadn't said anything to Wang Yan yet. He always felt that there seemed to be a gap between them. Although Zhang Yang couldn't find the reason, the gap was obvious. , which made Zhang Yang very uncomfortable. He wanted to find a separate opportunity to talk to Wang Yan, hoping to find the crux of the problem.

"We are talking about men's problems!" the general said calmly.

Zhang Yang shut up immediately.

There was silence for a while in the car. The general didn't seem to want to talk anymore. He closed his eyes and rested. The car got better for a while in the capital. Zhang Yang didn't bother to look at it. Anyway, he knew nothing about the buildings and geographical environment of Yanjing City. Remember Living is in vain.

If you want to remember the road, you must first know the direction, then remember a few landmarks and buildings, and finally, remember all intersections and even some alleys. Of course, you must remember some historical buildings.

Zhang Yang is both unfamiliar and familiar with Yanjing. He knows the Great Wall, the Forbidden City, [***], Zhongnanhai, and the names of many places of interest. However, he doesn't know which location or which road can get there closest. Everything was blank in his mind... Finally, the motorcade stopped next to a low building in the night. The building was quite old, and the walls were covered with withered yellow vines. , it looks very old, but it is very clean. Although the windows are made of wood, they are well maintained, the paint is bright, and the glass is clean. The path from getting off the car to entering the building is very particular. The cobblestones are very white, large and small. Just right too.

The guard gate has been dispersed, and guards are in every corner. They can't be seen at all in the night, and the vehicles have left immediately... The house is very spacious, and it doesn't have antique furniture as Zhang Yang imagined. Although it is very old, it is absolutely Not the kind of ancient times, but the kind of oldness of the 1980s, just like the movies of the 1980s. The colors are monotonous, the furniture is bulky, and even the curtains are made of fabric with a bamboo pattern, which looks very rustic. .

An Eight Immortals table, with a dim light bulb hanging above the table. Above the light bulb, there is a white magnetic cover, a typical lamp of the 1980s.

A guard has already brought a boiling water bottle over, and four white teacups have been prepared on the Eight Immortals table. The teacups are of the highest quality. The purple sand cups are a bit like large wine glasses, not the kind with lids.

The general took his seat first, and the three of them also took their seats one after another. The guard poured the boiling water on, and immediately, an intoxicating aroma of tea rose in the air.

"How is it?" the general asked, squinting his eyes and lowering his head to gently smell the fragrance overflowing from the cup.

“Good tea!”

Zhang Yang carefully smelled the light but elegant fragrance. This was indeed good tea. Zhang Yang had some research on tea ceremony. Basically, people who like calligraphy have certain interests in tea, wine and poetry. There are many similarities among them.

"This tea has no name, haha. Moreover, there are no tea leaves in the place where this tea is produced. Eighteen years ago, someone planted some seeds with them, and they grew tenaciously in that place that was not suitable for tea trees. Worldly things Impermanence, things are impermanent... Who knew that tea trees could actually grow in that stormy sea area, haha, things are impermanent..."

The general looked at the night sky outside the window with his deep eyes, and sighed softly, as if recalling endless past events.

"No wonder the fragrance of this tea is light but extremely long. It turns out that it grew on an isolated island in the ocean with strong winds and waves. Presumably, the tea tree suffered from the wind and waves every day and developed a persevering character. The growing tea leaves The taste is long and fragrant!" Zhang Yang took a sip and found that this tea was slightly different from the tea he had drunk before.

"Haha, you do have some skills. It is rumored that you were a geek when you were in school. You studied calligraphy deeply but did not write. You studied chess but did not play well. You studied tea ceremony but did not drink. You spent all day in the dormitory... "

"That...cough...cough..." Zhang Yang just took a sip of tea and almost spit it out. His face turned red. The scar was exposed again. This time, the one who exposed the scar was actually a general. This made Zhang Yang There is a feeling of embarrassment, and it is really a mistake that will lead to eternal regret!

"Pfft...ah...Brother Bing, I'm sorry...hahahaha..."

Unfortunately, Zhang Yang couldn't hold back the spray, but Liu Biao couldn't help it. He turned his head and sprayed it on the guard next to him. The guard looked at his spray-wet clothes depressedly. He didn't understand what was so funny about this.

"Haha, don't be embarrassed. Men are all good. It's just that some people can control it and some people can't. Everyone has evil thoughts in their heart. Your hobbies are far from enough. If you are not evil, otherwise, the school will not give you a punishment such as expulsion and detention for probation." The general said with a smile.

"That's that, that's..." Zhang Yang didn't know what to say and could only nod perfunctorily. Even if he didn't agree with him, it was impossible to refute the general's words.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's heart suddenly shook. He was proficient in tea ceremony, calligraphy, and Go. Not many people in the school knew about this. Why did the general know?

It's not surprising if he knows calligraphy. After all, Zhang Yang took calligraphy classes when he was bored at school and showed off his skills. However, almost no one knew about tea ceremony and Go. Why did the general know about it?

If the general paid attention to him, he should have paid attention to him after the explosion. After all, the explosion was very mysterious and there might be some secret hidden in it. It was natural to notice him, but even if he paid attention, he would not notice him. What happened before the explosion, could it be that before the explosion happened, all his affairs had already fallen into the eyes of the general?

Zhang Yang's heart palpitated for a while. It seemed that he was enveloped by a huge screen while he was reading, and he didn't even notice it.

"When you come to Yanjing this time, you should come to me with something!" The general was drinking tea and did not notice the fleeting change on Zhang Yang's face.

"Yes, Japan's Taihe sent you a war note. However, the war note has been lost, so I can only convey it verbally. Yamato invites you to meet during the Qingming Festival." Zhang Yang collected his emotions and said.

"Well, I have enough time. I heard that your calligraphy is good. Can you copy the words on Yamato's post?" The general asked after bowing his head and being silent for a while.

"It's a bit difficult..." Zhang Yang hesitated a little. The surface of Dahe's battle sticker actually contained the word "war". Although it was a simple word, it was filled with overflowing murderous aura. One person could bring out the murderous aura. Bringing it into calligraphy can give people a shocking feeling, which is definitely not what he can do.

"Well, give it a try, this is very important!" The general waved his hand gently, indicating to the guard to get the paper.

Zhang Yang nodded. He also wanted to know if he could write that kind of momentum and that murderous aura.

Soon, the guards prepared pens, inks, paper and inkstones. It seemed that there was no ready-made ink here.

Zhang Yang politely refused the guards to polish ink and did it himself. Polishing ink is also a technical job that requires a lot of patience and some meticulous skills. The ink produced is of the highest quality. If you don't have a good calligraphy work, If the ink is of the highest quality, then it will be of the lower quality.

Of course, there is another most important reason. Zhang Yang needs to gather energy. If he wants to write the murderous spirit of Dahe, it is obviously impossible without the help of "The Long Road to Immortality".

(To be continued)