The Road to Slaying God

Everyone's face was filled with shock.

The moment Zhang Yang took off his clothes, everything changed. The young man who was full of aristocracy and a bit frail in his movements disappeared and was replaced by the image of a swordsman full of vicissitudes of life, and that frail young man His body also became majestic.

No one thought that underneath the clothes, there would be such a strong body. The bulging strong muscles seemed to contain countless leaping lives, as if they were moving sculptures.

Of course, what made everyone's heart palpitate was not the bulging muscles, but the shocking scars.

The criss-crossing scars are like a series of words that record the story one by one, recording the story of Zhang Yang's struggle on the verge of death in the past few months. Countless memories of the thrilling scenes can be found in these scars.

Zhang Yang's elegant face turned a little ferocious because of the scars.

The slow movements also became a little wild.

This illusion surrounds everyone's heart, making people panic, frightening, and trying to understand the story behind this scar... As she watched, Wang Yan's eyes fell into confusion, intoxication, and flamboyance. The body is different from Mr. Zhou's body, the smell of man is stronger, and the feeling of vicissitudes of life is incomparable to Mr. Zhou.

Wang Yan wanted to gently caress Zhang Yang's shocking wounds. She wanted to lean on that strong body and listen to the stories behind those scars... If Young Master Zhou's body was like a flawless piece of art, It is a masterpiece, and the flamboyant body is like a broken statue that makes people indulge in it, arousing people's boundless reverie.

Among all the people, the only ones who feel different from others are Aze and Liu Biao. Only they can truly understand the danger behind the scars on Zhang Yang's body. Many scars are fatal. They have been killed countless times. The feeling of struggling against the death line is not pleasant, and many of those scars were injured to protect the two of them... Aze and Liu Biao looked at each other with a hint of sadness.

Liu Biao didn't know what Aze was thinking, but he was swearing secretly in his heart.

No matter what happens in the future, as long as Liu Biao is here, Zhang Yang will not be hurt!

Liu Biao gritted his teeth and subconsciously punched Aze lightly... Coincidentally, Aze also punched him. The fists met in the air and made a soft muffled sound, as if they had a telepathic connection. Smiling, no one understood the meaning of this punch, which will be buried in their hearts forever.

Looking at Zhang Yang's face that suddenly became wild, Mr. Zhou suddenly felt a little uneasy. He had a bad premonition. He tried hard to restrain this negative emotion, picked up the wine glass on the coffee table very freely and freely, and gently He took a sip to hide his uneasiness.

"I wonder what the rules of this bet are?" Zhang Yang's face was arrogant, but his words were calm. With this Young Master Zhou, there seemed to be no room for change. Young Master Zhou's target was Wang Yan, and Wang Yan was already very obvious. Zhang Yang had no choice but to express his attitude.

Since there is no choice, since there is no leeway, then we must take the opportunity to add insult to injury and take this opportunity to hit him hard. Otherwise, even staying in this capital for one day will be a torture.

Now, because of Wang Yan, Zhang Yang has entered this circle. This is unavoidable, unless Zhang Yang can avoid it. Of course, this is impossible, because Zhang Yang has smelled a hint of danger. This danger is directed at Wang Yan is here.

It can be seen from the huge debt Wang Yan has owed, not to mention that Zhang Yang does not want Wang Yan's noble city to fall into the hands of others.

Noble City has his share of hard work in it!

"How about the flat lift?" Mr. Zhou asked Zhang Yang for his opinion. This was also a test.

"Since this game is for you to decide, you decide, and the rules are up to you." Zhang Yang spread his hands with a faint expression. In fact, Zhang Yang is currently using meditation to diffuse "The Immortal Road" to absorb the energy in the air. He He didn't dare to absorb it suddenly, for fear of causing power failure like in the hotel. At the same time, he was also afraid of being discovered.

Zhang Yang is not sure about weightlifting. This sport is more suitable for Liu Biao. Zhang Yang believes that as long as Liu Biao takes action, even the world champion will be killed by Liu Biao.

I remember that before Liu Biao practiced kung fu, he was recuperating from his injuries in a village in T County, City C. He would carry a roller around the sun drying yard. The roller weighed at least two hundred kilograms. The most important thing was, The pulley is not a barbell, and it is difficult to exert force. From here, you can see how amazing Liu Biao's brute strength is.

"Okay, clean and jerk. The clean and jerk lifts the barbell from the weight bench to the shoulders in one continuous movement. The legs are straight and parallel and remain stationary. First, bend the legs to squat, and then use the leg extension movement to lift the barbell to the arms. Fully straighten, retract your legs parallel and remain still to complete the movement. Let's start with seventy-seven kilograms, and then add five kilograms each time until one party admits defeat. By the way, the bet is still as it was at the beginning, one loses three, how about? "Young Master Zhou didn't care whether Zhang Yang understood it or not. He first explained it carefully and then asked.

Zhang Yang didn't say anything, nodded in agreement, and motioned for Young Master Zhou to bet first. Others seemed to see that Young Master Zhou didn't want them to bet, so they kept silent. Now, it was Zhang Yang and Young Master Zhou who were betting against each other. Of course, Liu Biao wouldn't do that. Giving up any chance, he slammed all the necklaces and jewelry on the coffee table, making a loud sound to show that he had placed a bet. He always had a blind trust in Zhang Yang, and this kind of trust did not require any reason. .

In fact, Zhang Yang didn't know anything about the standard movements of weightlifting. He had to let Mr. Zhou lift first so that he could have a model and avoid being laughed at.

Soon, someone put the barbell in place and adjusted the weight of the barbell to seventy-seven kilograms.

Seventy-seven kilograms is not a very heavy weight. In most fitness clubs, there are amateur athletes who lift seventy-seven kilograms, and there are a large number of them.

Mr. Zhou's choice of such a level of weight was more of a test. Now, he has put away his contempt. The moment Zhang Yang took off his clothes, he no longer had the initial frivolity.

A person who can survive with so many scars should not be looked down upon no matter what!

Mr. Zhou was not polite. He did a few warm-up moves, stretched his muscles and bones, covered his hands with anti-slip powder, and tested the weight with his hands... Every move he made was meticulous. Even Zhang Yang couldn't help but nod. , this man, although arrogant, is arrogant but not careless. His movements are meticulous and standardized, and his expression is careful and focused. Anyone can see that he is fully devoted.

This is a strength activity, but, at the same time, it is also a skill activity. It is not as strong as people think, and you can win. Many athletes in international competitions cannot lift the weight that they can easily lift in normal training.

"Ouch!"

Mr. Zhou exhaled loudly. Although his expression was solemn, he lifted the barbell very easily on his shoulders and moved with ease. Obviously, this weight was not a challenge for him.

Zhou Shao took a deep breath and did not relax because he could easily lift it to his shoulders. Instead, he bent his legs and squatted very steadily. Then he stretched his legs and arms, and raised the barbell on top of his head in a very standardized manner. Even a layman like Zhang Yang could see that this action was impeccable.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but secretly admire that Young Master Zhou's quality was indeed excellent. Although Zhang Yang didn't understand the taboos of weightlifting, he knew that weightlifting and martial arts training were the same principle. If you try to make the movements gorgeous, it is easy to strain the muscles. From what Young Master Zhou did just now, It was obvious from his movements that he could have lifted the barbell very magnificently and received applause, but he still chose the step-by-step standard movements... "Bang!" With a sound, the barbell hit the ground heavily, and Mr. Zhou completed it. This action.

"Please!" There was no proud expression on Mr. Zhou's face, indicating that Zhang Yang could start.

Zhang Yang nodded, first dipped his hand in anti-slip powder, then grabbed a handful of powder and applied it on the barbell rod to make Mr. Zhou's sweat stains disappear.

This is an astonishing bet. The bet is 60 million and those jewelry. If it is tripled, it is a very scary figure. Zhang Yang does not dare to be careless at all. Even when doing these actions, Zhang Yang's "The Road to Immortality is Long" 》It is also constantly absorbing energy, and the energy absorption process is slow and steady.

The weight of seventy-seven kilograms was an easy weight even for a rookie like Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang moved his muscles and bones and lifted it very easily according to Zhou Shao's movements.

"Okay! Okay! Brother Yang is Brother Yang, and he is so good at lifting weights, quack..." Liu Biao laughed like a duck, and then heard him clapping desperately.

"Zhang Yang is invincible, Zhang Yang is invincible, come on Zhang Yang!" Fortunately, Liu Biao did not remain silent, and Wang Yan, who was sitting far away, also applauded desperately, her little face flushed with excitement, and she was extremely excited.

(To be continued)