readx;? By the time Lin Zheng entered the forest, most of the handymen had already begun to work. After all www.biquge.info watching the excitement can't replace work, and you still have to do your own work.

From the posture of everyone, Lin Zheng could roughly see the types of martial arts they had learned. Most of them are mainly swords, and a few may be practicing long weapons, holding axes significantly wider with both hands. However, no matter what kind of martial arts they cultivated, when facing Tiemu, everyone was very serious.

It seems that in the eyes of these miscellaneous officers, who have become accustomed to the work of the office, it is obvious that cutting ironwood is more difficult than other jobs.

Picking a remote place, Lin Zheng also chose his own goal. As a newcomer, he naturally got more attention. Moreover, his unusual behavior at the edge of the forest just now was enough to attract the attention of others.

Although the movements of the other people's hands did not stop, it was obvious that their attention also drifted from time to time.

Lin Zheng didn't care, and raised the iron axe with one hand. For him, who is accustomed to using more than 100 catties of iron rods, an iron axe of more than 30 catties has almost no weight.

The iron axe in his hand swung three times, and the super fast speed made the three axe shadows almost overlap in one place.

'Bumper bump. The axe struck the trunk of the tree with three muffled sounds.

If it weren't for these three muffled sounds, some miscellaneous martial artists with slightly inferior strength would not even be able to tell how many times Lin Zheng danced in a short period of time. Originally, many people were still waiting to see if there was any fun to see. But after these three axes, most people immediately dispelled this idea and hurriedly turned their heads and continued to work.

However, Lin Zheng, who wielded the three axes quickly, frowned slightly, because the ironwood in front of him only lost a small piece of bark, but the trunk inside the bark only had a small opening of less than half an inch.

Compared with the ironwood that is more than a foot thick, this gap can only be regarded as a skin, and it does not hurt its root at all.

Although Lin Zheng didn't use all his strength for the three axes just now, if he faced ordinary trees, he would definitely be able to break the axe.

Even if he knew that the iron and wood were hard, Lin Zheng thought that his three axes would have to be cut at least two inches deep. He certainly couldn't be satisfied if he didn't achieve the expected goal.

The flame flow in the body surged, and the iron axe in the hand went straight into the hand. In an instant, a ball of fire spread from the handle of the iron axe. The iron axe wrapped in Teng Yan, like an immortal divine weapon, emitted a red flame.

The sudden light in the woods immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the handymen stopped their work again and looked at Lin Zheng.

Even if there is no close contact with Teng Yan's heat, everyone is still in their hearts. This handyman who has just arrived in the C Courtyard has already cultivated to the point of small success of the Huo Yuan Exercises, and this kind of cultivation is already a height that they can look up to.

Looking at the ordinary iron axe that had just been handed over to Lin Zheng in his hand, but at this moment, it was jumping with dazzling firelight, the light in Pan Guang's eyes flashed, and his evaluation of the other party was a few points higher.

At this moment, Pan Guang even had the idea of pulling Lin Zheng into action, but this idea was quickly dispelled by him.

After the original lesson, Pan Guang no longer dared to trust others casually. Especially for these 'genius boys' who have been tested by star ratings, they no longer have any credibility here in Pan Guang.

How could these teenagers, who would enter the outer gate in half a year, be 'in the same stream' as these ordinary handymen.

With Teng Yan's blessing, the power of the iron axe has increased by at least more than half. I have to say that Lin Zheng is still somewhat juvenile, and he doesn't want to open the eyes of those miscellaneous servants who look down on him.

As soon as the axe fell, without using any skills, the strength and speed provided by the internal qi alone made it difficult for many miscellaneous servants to see Lin Zheng's movements.

'Boom!' there was a loud bang.

This time, the sound of the iron axe falling was obviously stronger than the three axes just now, and Tiemu was suddenly blown away by a large piece of bark, and there was also a suppressed low cry around him, obviously the others were also surprised by the power of Lin Zheng's iron axe.

But looking at the traces on the iron wood in front of him, Lin Zheng was even more dissatisfied, this level was far from achieving the effect he expected.

Although the scars on the surface of the ironwood were much stronger than before, they only hurt the skin, and the blade of the axe did not even actually cut into the trunk. On the contrary, it was the force that rebounded back, which almost made it difficult for Lin Zheng to hold the iron axe, and he flew away.

You must know that the strength of his axe may not be able to take it even in the later stage of the martial artist. But the iron axe fell into the trunk of the tree, leaving only an inch-deep wound. That piece of crumbling bark, he could do it with an iron rod.

This can only show that Lin Zheng's method of using the iron axe is wrong, which led to this situation.

Unable to believe this result in his heart, Lin Zheng swung a few axes one after another, these times because he was somewhat accustomed to it, the traces left by the iron axe on the iron wood could already reach about an inch, but there was still a big gap with Lin Zheng's ideal effect.

After the initial exclamations, some handymen who were familiar with the properties of ironwood had already seen some clues. Lin Zheng's seemingly extremely powerful slash was no stronger than that of these martial arts miscellaneous servants, and the chuckle that had been suppressed immediately had a tendency to rebound.

"I'll just say he's a waste, he can't even cut down a tree, he looks like a 'waste gas', and I don't know how many elixirs he used at home to have such a cultivation, if this is given to me, maybe he will be a martial artist now." A hoarse voice in the distance suddenly spoke, and the disparagement of Lin Zheng in the words was already indescribable.

Although this sound was more than twenty zhang away from Lin Zheng, the environment of the woods also weakened the sound a lot invisibly. But this undisguised voice, how could it be hidden from Lin Zheng's ears.

For that low voice, Lin Zheng didn't even need to look at it, he knew that it must be the young man called 'Thin Snake' who was speaking. Lin Zheng also heard about the 'exhaust gas' in the other party's mouth. It is said that some prominent family backgrounds, in order to let the children of the family enter the martial arts as soon as possible and master the internal qi, they bathed in high-grade elixirs from a very young age, and the qi nourishing pill was even eaten as jelly beans.

Of course, under normal circumstances, this is understandable, who calls people rich. However, there are still many children who lack talent and are still unable to successfully cultivate qi before the age of fifteen. In the end, they can only use some side-of-the-road tricks to forcibly nourish their qi.

Although this also achieved the same goal, it was even more difficult to achieve in future cultivation. Among the martial artists of the same level, they have no advantage at all. Even because of various family conditions, this kind of person rarely cultivates hard, and in the fight with others, some are not as good as some ordinary martial artists with excellent physical talents.

Therefore, these warriors who forcibly nourish qi and become martial artists are also called 'waste qi'. 'Exhaust gas' has also become synonymous with the sons of the warriors.

The thin snake's words immediately aroused the opposition of someone around him: "The thin snake, you better forget it, the first time you cut ironwood, but it took a full day." No matter how bad a person is, he is still a martial artist. ”

"What's wrong with the martial artist, I'm not as good as him now, it doesn't mean I'm not as good as him in the future. Martial arts cultivation is not in the sky, and it won't be long before Lao Tzu will definitely be stronger than him. The serpent opened his mouth to discern.

"As far as your cultivation progress of three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, I look at it. The man laughed again.

"Lao Qiu, what kind of side are you, how can you help outsiders speak. "Repeatedly belittled, the snake is a little angry.

"Alright, alright, no more fuss. If you continue to grind, it will affect the right thing. Hearing the words of the thin snake, Lao Qiu did not continue to entangle, obviously compared to the business in his mouth, the laughter between each other is not so important.

Lao Qiu's reminder made the thin snake react. Although he said that he could catch up with Lin Zheng, he also knew that this was not a goal that could be completed in a day or two. If he delays today's business, he will have no chance.

Lifting the iron axe in his hand, the thin snake was also ready to continue to start cutting down the tree, and before making a move, the thin snake subconsciously glanced at Lin Zheng's direction. But at this glance, his movements froze.

That old Qiu was obviously also aware of the abnormality of the thin snake, and followed the other party's gaze.

I don't know when, the new handyman who was laughing at the other handymen stopped cutting down trees. He leaned against an iron tree, in a leisurely state, but his gaze fell on his own direction. To be precise, the other party's gaze was fixed on the thin snake.

There is a little playfulness in this gaze, and there is an indescribable awe-inspiring in it. This kind of feeling, Lao Qiu has only seen it in Bao Ying, the manager of the detention center, but it seems to be different. In this newcomer named Lin Zheng, the edge shown is even better than the former.

Lao Qiu's heart was cold, as a miscellaneous senior who had gone through the 'C-Yuan incident', he knew the consequences of provoking the disciples of the star review.

Without hesitation, Lao Qiu knocked the iron wood beside him three times with the back of his axe.

This particular frequency immediately attracted the attention of others.

One, two, in the shortest time, all the handymen stopped what they were doing, and they followed the gaze of Lao Qiu and the two. (To be continued.) )