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Su Ming, who had his back to here, had a clear gaze, like an ancient pond, as if he had filled the whole world, making people unable to figure out the details. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I'm sorry, Master Su, I'm late."

Sikong was full of evil fire in his heart, but he could distinguish the severity, walked straight behind Su Ming, and said in a deep voice.

"Carry a weight of 333 kilograms, put on an internal pressure suit, and do 1,000 sets for each item."

Su Ming didn't look back and said lightly.

When the other nine people heard this, their hearts were shocked, and they looked at Sikong with wide eyes.

Carrying a weight of 333 kg? This is the ultimate power of the first level of one dimension!

The limit is the theory, and it requires a one-dimensional beginner cultivator to fully exert his potential and exert ten percent of his strength.

And even so, it still takes a lot of time to adjust the gas and accumulate energy before it can make the best leap and reach the peak.

With a weight of 333 kilograms, this person must squeeze all his potential all the time and exert all his strength to be able to walk freely.

Otherwise, it is difficult to move an inch, such as being crushed by Mount Tai!

And the internal pressure suit is a huge pressure on the fragile tissues and internal organs in the body, which is more severe than the weight of 330 kilograms!

Sikong clenched his fists, calm as a mountain, walked straight to the side, and slowly put on the weight and internal pressure suit.

The clothes were still hot, but he didn't wear a skirt, but a black tight-fitting suit was dripping with sweat and panting, but his eyes saw Sikong.

The leggings outline the perfect figure of Huo Wu, the S-shaped arc is like a mountain one after another, and the straight and slender legs are leaning on the ground, doing push-ups, I don't know how many eyes are attracted.

If Qingqing is a lady with long hair and waist, with the sorrow of Jiangnan Rain Lane, then Huo Wu is a chivalrous woman who is happy and revengeful, expresses her blood directly, and hits the case with a knife.

Looking at Sikong's stumbling steps like yesterday, Huo Wu was puzzled in his heart, and faintly felt that this lewd thief seemed a little strange today.

For a moment, she left some thoughts on Sikong.

Sikong put on the internal pressure suit, and suddenly, his breathing was tight, his breath was disordered, his body seemed to be held tightly by a giant, and the internal organs in his body seemed to be poured with lead liquid and molten iron, stagnation and urgency, and even a tingling sensation.

And the weight of 333 kilograms made Sikong like a mountain, Sikong moved slightly, and it was difficult to move an inch!

Looking at Sikong's embarrassment, many people laughed secretly, and Geumsan was wearing a sandbag, as if he was venting his depression, which was very happy.

Little by little, Sikong adapts to the pressure of heavy loads and visceral organs.

Taking a difficult step, Sikong took a deep breath and raised his other foot tremblingly like a baby toddler.

Regulating his breath, controlling his muscles and bones, and gradually pushing his body to the top.

Then, Sikong went one step deeper, one step shallower.

"Huh?"

Looking at Sikong's appearance, many people were puzzled, that is, they were shocked by his super fast adaptability, and they were also surprised by the direction in which Sikong was heading.

There, there was a slender student with a somewhat gloomy temperament, pretending to be innocent and doing physical training.

He is the one who complained, and he vented his anger on Bitan, villain!

Sikong looked at Bitan on the side, and on Bitan's face, the blood was wiped away, and there was still a red that could not be wiped off on the tip of his nose.

The bridge of his nose that had healed seemed to be nothing unusual, but Sikong saw the unwillingness and ...... in Bitan's eyes Cowardly!

Sikong lamented his misfortune and was angry with him!

"King Yue, forget it, let's take a class."

Bitan is honest, but not stupid, looking at Sikong's appearance at this time, he naturally knew that he was standing up for himself, but he stretched out his hand to stop Sikong.

Sikong ripped his hand off, and the evil fire in his heart was even worse!

The person who complained was still a little flustered, but at this time, he saw that among the people, the cultivation was the weakest, and the tail of the crane that was criticized by Master Su by name actually walked towards him, looking like a teacher moving the crowd, and he couldn't help laughing-

"Scholars are strong and chivalrous? Don't be funny, even Master Su doesn't care, what's the matter with you, this waste? ”

Sikong did not explain, nor was he hysterical.

Instead, I felt the body, and bit by bit I adapted to the internal pressure, my breathing became gradually natural and long, and my heart became stronger.

The weight of 333 kilograms could not make it difficult to walk anymore, and the feet were a little lighter.

Looking at Sikong's situation, Huo Wu sighed softly, shocked by his adaptability.

"Excuse me, can I kill you?"

Suddenly, Sikong's footsteps stopped, and in his eyes, hidden behind the mist, the blood plum petals slowly rotated.

When the complainant heard this, he laughed angrily: "Okay, in the practice room, it doesn't matter if you live or die, you come, kill me......"

At the end, the man laughed even more arrogantly.

When others heard this, they also smiled in their hearts and shook their heads secretly.

Sikong was only a one-dimensional beginner with an ultimate strength of three hundred and thirty-three kilograms, while the person who complained was a one-dimensional intermediate level with an ultimate strength of six hundred and sixty-six kilograms.

There is almost a qualitative gap between strength, what is he going to fight?

Not to mention......

The eyes of others wandered on Sikong's weight and internal pressure suit, and the smile was even stronger: You can jump on it, even if we lose!

Sikong stood in place, his breath like a whale swallowing, and his chest was raised high.

Then, Sikong felt that the scene around him was rapidly fading, without brilliance, whiteness, or sound.

Only oneself, and those who want to kill in front of you.

Sikong gradually lost his sense of touch with the 333 kilograms of weight and internal pressure on his body, and then it became clear, even the wind blowing on the cold hair.

Hundred Burst Punch!

The back-to-basics Hundred Burst Punch broke the stereotype, Sikong was shocked, shaking off the dust, and exuding a force from every corner of his skin.

The 330-kilogram weight instantly left the surface of the empty body a few millimeters, and due to inertia, it tilted forward.

Dragon Lifting Technique!

Sikong stepped on the dragon, indulging his breath, and swept out as light as a swallow, but just kept a few millimeters away from the burden that leaned forward.

Then, between the lightning and flint, Sikong rushed to this person.

Twin spears flying!

The three hundred and thirty kilograms of weight happened to fall, making Sikong sink all over, but Sikong took advantage of this gravity, his hands were like spears, and his fingers were sharp, directly penetrating this person's chest!

This person was in a hurry, and slapped his palm on Sikong's heart, and the sweeping force came, which was more than 400 kilograms.

Sikong snorted, and a thousand catties fell, and because of the burden of three hundred and thirty kilograms, his footsteps were nailed to the spot, and he never retreated a little.

"Kill!"

Sikong roared, grabbed this person with his hands turned into two spears, and then tore violently at both sides!

'Whoa......'

A rain of red, white, and flowers fell, and this person was torn in half by Sikong, blood splashed all over Sikong, and in Sikong's hand, he was dragging an arm.

In the practice room, there is no sound, and the needles can be heard.

Seeing Sikong's appearance like a god and demon, everyone subconsciously swallowed their saliva, even Su Ming's eyes showed emotion.

Sikong turned his head slowly, his eyes wandered on everyone, no one dared to look at him, and the few people who were mocking in front of Fang Qian were even more frightened and panicked.

Huo Wu looked at Sikong's eyes, and he was a little more level-eyed, and even ...... Dignified.