08 The sword that can't be drawn

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"Skinny three, you hit me and see if I'm dreaming. Fat Zhu pushed the person next to him.

The thin three came back to his senses, said "oh", and reached out and patted Fat Zhu's face.

Fat Zhu was stunned for a moment, glared at Slender San, and then slapped the back of his head with a fierce palm, and said angrily: "Do you want to die?

"Yes, yes, big brother, I was wrong. Skinny San hurriedly shouted.

Fat Zhu didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, but looked at Xun Feng, and was puzzled: "It's not a dream, is it because I'm dazzled?"

"What the hell is going on? This kid can actually lift the hammer of the fat man?"

"Could it be that he is born with divine power and infinite strength?" the people around him also began to discuss.

Although he can wield the hammer effortlessly, Xunfeng is not proud, but a little disappointed.

He stopped waving and sighed, "That's one hundred and fifty pounds? Why don't I feel it at all? It's like carrying a rabbit." ā€

Hearing this, Fat Zhu suddenly had the urge to vomit blood, and then laughed and said: "You just blow it, it seems that you are not only fatter than me, but you can also blow it better than me." ā€

"I'm telling the truth, your one hundred and fifty pounds of hammer is not as heavy as my sword. Xunfeng said.

Fat Zhu was stunned for a moment, then walked behind him and looked at the sword on his back, couldn't help but laugh, and then laughed even more, and said, "Just, this broken stone, heavier than my hammer? Are you stupid?"

The two people who came with him also laughed, and the people around them couldn't help laughing, that sword that looked like a sword but not a sword, in their eyes, was only a long stone, how could it be heavier than Fat Zhu's hammer?

Naturally, they wouldn't believe it, and in fact, Xunfeng didn't know how much it weighed, but he was sure that the stone sword was definitely heavier than the iron hammer, and it was more than a little heavier.

Because he has been carrying this stone sword for many years, he knows better than anyone else, and naturally there will be no mistake.

Xun Feng didn't bother to pay attention to Fat Zhu's words, so he directly pulled out the stone sword on his back, thrust it into the ground, and said, "I don't believe you try it." ā€

"Cut" Fat Zhu smiled disdainfully, walked in front of him again, and said disdainfully: "Just this thing, I will throw two fingers away from a hundred zhang." ā€

When the words fell, he grabbed the stone sword with his hand stretched out, and when he mentioned it on the Internet, he was stunned for a moment, because he didn't mention it.

So, he increased his strength and raised it violently, but the stone sword was still motionless, this time, Fat Zhu was a little dumbfounded, and the others were also a little dumbfounded.

Fat Zhu let go of his hand, looked at the stone sword, and then looked at his hand with a puzzled expression, and then went to grasp the stone sword tightly.

This time, he used all the strength of his body, and his expression of struggle was the best proof of this, but unfortunately Shi Jian was still motionless.

Xun Feng looked calm, not surprised at all, but the others were different, all of them had puzzled expressions, and the most incomprehensible was Fat Zhu.

He never doubted his strength, and the stone sword in front of him was obviously just an ordinary stone, and he couldn't pull out a stone with all his strength?

"I don't believe in it. ā€

Fat Zhu was very depressed and unwilling, and changed his posture one after another, and the green tendons on his face skyrocketed, but Shi Jian still didn't move at all.

I don't know how long it took to grind, others were tired of seeing it, and Fat Zhu finally chose to give up, because he was lying down weakly, sweating profusely, looking at the stone sword in front of him, and kicking it heavily.

"I'll go, hell, what the hell is this. Fat Zhu wondered.

"How's that? now you believe it, right?" said Xunfeng with a smile.

"No, it must be a dream, yes, yes, it must be so. Fat Zhu lay on the ground and kicked stunned, still unwilling to believe the facts in front of him.

At this time, a male disciple walked up, looked at Fat Zhu and said with disdain: "I said Fat Zhu, didn't you eat yesterday?

Fat Zhu snorted disdainfully, and said unhappily: "Cut, Ding Wu, you have the ability to come." ā€

"Come on, it's not just a broken stone. ā€

In fact, many curious people have long wanted to come up and have a try, and Ding Wu is the same at this moment.

Looking at the stone sword in front of him, he stretched out his hands curiously, and when he held the sword, it felt like he was hugging a big tree in the sky, and it was difficult to move it.

At first, he thought that Fat Zhu was deliberate, but now it seems that it is not the case at all, Fat Zhu's strength is recognized, if he can't even pull Fat Zhu, he naturally can't pull it himself, so he gave up pulling it out.

The next moment, Ding Wu's palm glowed, this was no longer pure strength.

Seeing this scene, Fat Zhu patted his head and said, "Why didn't I think of using cultivation?"

However, the next scene surprised everyone again, because even if the cultivation was used, the sword was still motionless.

"Evil Sect, hey, did you do something?" Ding Wu stared at Xun Feng with a look of disbelief on his face.

Xun Feng didn't say anything, just lifted the sword easily, and then inserted it back.

In the blink of an eye, Ding Wu stopped talking.

"Cut, don't make excuses if your cultivation is low. Fat Zhu suddenly laughed.

"Are you cultivating to a high level, or do you want to try again?" Ding Wu said disdainfully.

This time, Fat Zhu stopped talking.

Although he knew that his sword was very heavy, he couldn't pull out Fat Zhu and Ding Wu's cultivation, Xun Feng was also very surprised in his heart, but he was also a little happy in his surprise.

Because through this time, he was even more convinced that his sword was definitely not simple.

While everyone was silent, another man walked up.

"Look, Senior Brother Qingping is also here. ā€

I don't know who shouted, many people instantly became energetic, and Xun Feng also looked over with some curiosity.

I saw that the man was well-dressed, with clear eyebrows, holding a sword in his left hand, and said with a smile: "Let me try." ā€

"Who are you?" asked Xunfeng.

"You don't know this, this is the first person in the mortal realm of our Star Sacred Academy, Senior Brother Qingping, who has the most pinnacle strength of the Mortal Dao Ninefold. Fat Zhu smiled proudly, and there seemed to be some admiration in his eyes.

"Oh," Xun Feng just replied lightly.

Qingping didn't say much, a powerful force emanated from the palm of his hand, and Xun Feng could also feel that this power was stronger than Ding Wu's.

When Qingping's hand grasped the hilt of the sword, everyone's breathing became tense, staring at it for fear that they would miss something.

However, Qingping's hand only shook it for a while and then let go, and then shook his head, and everyone was instantly disappointed.

"I can't imagine that even Senior Brother Qingping's strength at the Ninefold Peak can't be pulled, how heavy is this sword?" Fat Zhu said stunned.

Qingping smiled: "If you can't pull it out, maybe it's not a matter of weight." ā€

"What do you mean?"