Chapter 179: Hundred Pounds of Broadsword

"These teenagers are really good seedlings."

A group of veterans such as the one-eyed Lao Wang, the noseless Lao Zhao, and the one-eared Lao Zhang, who sat and sat together, gathered together and said to the young men who had just passed the initial test and were walking into the camp gate with some triumphant eyes in the envious eyes of everyone outside.

"No, look at that guy, he looks like a calf, and he looks like a good shieldman."

"That guy over there, thicker, tall and big, with a face as black as charcoal, you see that people's legs are almost as thick as your old waist. This guy, it's no problem for him to be a strange knife man. ”

A bunch of old guys, pointing and pointing there.

Because Luo Cheng looked at them very much, and felt that they had a lot of experience in battle formations for the rest of their lives, so he deliberately let them serve as the leaders of each team, and let them enjoy special treatment that many officers and county soldiers did not have, such as they ate small stoves and lived in single rooms.

Even the clothes don't have to be washed themselves, and each person is equipped with a mount.

There's no way, who called these guys veterans, Luo Cheng's county barracks need them.

"This batch is really good."

"No, it's all one in a hundred."

In the camp, a hundred-pound knife was placed on the ground.

The one-armed Jia Runpu strode in front of the teenagers who were still excited.

"Happy, don't you think you've passed the first hurdle?"

Lao Jia suddenly turned his face, "Don't be too happy, that's just the first level, and now is the real start of the exam." I'm the examiner for the second level, and this level is a sword and stone bow! ”

"I see that there is no big knife in front of you, this is a hundred catties of big knives, and there are two more over there, which are one hundred and twenty catties and eighty catties."

"After a while, you will line up for the exam, choose your own knife number, and remember not to be overwhelmed. The lightest knives are all eighty pounds, don't lift them if you don't have the ability, otherwise you will be responsible for the injury. ”

Lao Jia said, beckoned, and a county soldier came over.

"The knife test is very simple, first choose the knife number, and then complete the actions such as raising the knife over the top, dancing the knife flower on the front and back chest, etc., and the completion of one time shall prevail!"

It seems quite simple, raise the knife above your head, and then hold the knife in front of you and swing it in the back a few times, and you're done.

But the lightest knife weighed eighty pounds, and the heaviest one weighed one hundred and twenty pounds.

The teenagers are all sixteen to eighteen years old, and at this age they are already considered strong laborers at home, and they usually carry their hands on their shoulders, and they never do less heavy work. There is no problem with a hundred pounds of burden, and you can pick two or three miles in one breath.

But picking a hundred pounds is completely different from lifting a hundred pounds, especially this kind of snatch. After lifting the dancing knife flower, it is even more difficult.

It takes more strength than carrying a burden.

And for each additional gear, it takes more than 20 catties to lift more strength.

"Of course, if there is that kind of person among you who is born with divine power, a guy who is as fierce as our captain, then you can also ask for a number, and the one who is out is a higher grade, which is a hundred and fifty pounds of broadsword. Our lieutenant can easily lift that big sword, and he can also dance back and forth, and even dance very beautifully. ”

Not only did the captain, but so did his three brothers. Of course, in our entire county barracks, there are about a dozen people who can lift the 150-pound big sword, but there are only four Duwei brothers in total. So I advise you not to try that knife lightly, you certainly can't. ”

The teenagers looked at the three big knives in front of them, and then followed Lao Jia's fingers and saw a larger big knife in the corner.

I couldn't help but swallow my saliva.

One hundred and fifty pounds, wielding such a big knife, even if it only takes a few swings, it is incredible.

"Who's coming first?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"I'm coming!"

In the procession, a tall man with a strong cow stepped forward.

Lao Jia looked at him, "Where's the exam number plate?" ”

The candidate handed over a piece of wood with his name written on it, as well as a brief identity and information.

"Wang Tiehan? It's an interesting name, but you're only sixteen, and I look like twenty-six, huh? ”

"I grew up as a child, so my father named me Tie Han, I am indeed only sixteen this year, and there are five people in the same village as guarantors."

The iron man was as strong as a black bull, and his face turned red as soon as he spoke.

"Okay, you do grow a little old, how many knives do you want to raise?"

"One hundred and fifty pounds."

Wang Tiehan directly pointed to the big knife on the side.

"You still lift one hundred and two first, and if you can lift it, you can lift another hundred and fifteen." Lao Jia liked this guy a lot, so he kindly suggested it. If you can't lift one hundred and fifteen back, you will be tired and affect those who can't lift one hundred and two in the back, then it's a pity for this guy.

"Then I'll give you a hundred and two first."

The two county soldiers walked over and brought over the 120-pound broadsword and put it in front of him.

Lao Jia also specially asked a county soldier to explain the action and asked him to listen.

"Just do that, and remember to do it all at once to qualify."

Wang Tiehan is at least eight feet tall, which is almost one meter eighty-five, and I don't know how ordinary children grow like this, and he is still strong, not fat, but strong, as strong as a cow.

He took a deep breath, then bent down, his hands down, and grasped the blade.

"Yikes!"

With a shout, he exerted his strength.

When Lao Jia heard him shout, he still had a little headache, because when exerting force, it was best to sink into the dantian, grit his teeth and shut up, so that his strength would not run away.

With a mouth, the power is easy to dissipate, which is the manifestation of many people who are powerful but do not use it.

But what surprised him was that after Wang Tiehan shouted, he actually closed his mouth, and then grabbed the knife with both hands at once, and then raised it up, all in one go.

Raising the big knife high, Wang Tiehan also turned in all directions.

Finally, he slashed forward with his knife for a few times, and then turned around and slashed backwards for a few times, and after completing the prescribed action, he still did not let go, and held the knife to perform a more complicated knife dance.

There was a chorus of exclamations.

"Hold the grass!"

Lao Jia couldn't help but shout, even if he didn't break his arm before, although he could dance a hundred and twenty pounds of big knife, he couldn't dance a few times, that was still he mastered the method of force, but this kid actually danced so well as soon as he came, it was really divine power.

"Okay, okay, you're over, save some strength, there's an exam ahead." Lao Jia hurriedly shouted to stop.

Wang Tiehan put down the knife, his face was a little red, but he was obviously still very energetic.

"Can I dance that hundred-and-fifty-pound broadsword now?"

"Yes, as long as you want, of course." Lao Jia smiled and nodded, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote on it Wang Tiehan, born with divine power, and only a few big characters can be used.

Wang Tiehan walked towards the 150-pound big knife, then lifted it, raised it above his head, and danced the knife, the movement was like flowing water, all in one go.

Lao Jia, who was already about to put down his pen, couldn't help but write again, "It is recommended that you can be directly admitted and assigned to the Park Dao team." ”