The sweaty BMW is running faster and faster.

Seeing that he was not far from the finish line, Ma Chao couldn't help but smile excitedly on his face.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden "buzz" behind him.

It's a long way off, but it sounds extremely loud!

Everyone in the martial arts training ground was taken aback.

Ma Chao turned his head and saw Hua Xiong riding the strange-looking car, rushing over like lightning!

is just a cover-up, Hua Xiong is already on a par with Ma Chao.

This sudden change made everyone present dumbfounded.

I'm tired, what's going on?

"You sweaty BMW, it's not very good."

Hua Xiong said with a smile while riding a BMW motorcycle.

Just kidding, this is a BMW motorcycle.

In his previous life, Hua Xiong was also half a motorcycle enthusiast, and he dreamed of owning such a motorcycle.

It only takes 2.2 seconds to accelerate to 100 kilometers, and the price is as high as nearly 300,000!

With such a powerful motorcycle, chasing a sweaty BMW, isn't it easy?

Ma Chao glanced at Hua Xiong out of the corner of his eye.

He gritted his teeth, intending to use his kung fu on horseback to sneak attack Huaxiong.

However, Hua Xiong seemed to see through his mind in advance, and twisted the accelerator.

"Buzz!"

The speed of the BMW motorcycle increased again, far behind Ma Chao.

With the attitude of first place, we reached the finish line strongly.

"Taishi is mighty!"

"Taishi is too powerful!"

"General, what the hell is this, even a good sweat and blood BMW can't outrun him."

The soldiers gathered around.

Hua Xiong smiled and nodded to them, then looked up.

Ma Chao has just crossed the finish line.

His face was pale, and he didn't say a word.

Ma Dai and Pang De next to him were dumbfounded.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.

The strange thing that Hua Xiong was riding, so fast that it could leave the sweaty BMW far behind.

"Mt. Akina is sparsely populated. There are often riders who are higher and lower. The racing track is still there today, and the old drivers are gone. ”

"Good poetry, good poetry."

Hua Xiong shook his head and read a limerick poem, and then boasted to himself.

Ma Chao's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Wen Hou, I'm not convinced!"

"Oh? Meng Qi, what's not convinced? ”

Hua Xiong looked at him with a smile.

"It's not fair that we say it's like riding, but you're not riding a horse."

Ma Chao was not angry.

"Really? You're riding a bloody BMW, did I say anything? And you promised. ”

Ma Chao was speechless for a while, not knowing how to refute.

"But it doesn't matter, since you're not convinced, then we'll count this game as a draw."

Hua Xiong looked at Pang De and Ma Dai.

"Who's next?"

Pang De gritted his teeth and stood up, "I want to ask Wen Hou for advice!" ”

"Okay, what do you want to compare?"

"Let's compete in martial arts!"

Pound's eyes were blazing.

Hua Xiong glanced at him and said lazily, "Let's compete with you in martial arts, it's a bit of a bully for you." ”

It's crazy!

Pound's face turned red suddenly, and there was anger burning in his eyes.

"It's better to be like this, let's be simpler, and we can compare whose strength is greater. How is it? ”

Hua Xiong suggested with a smile.

Pang De was stunned, but looked at Hua Xiong's figure, and said without hesitation,

"Good!"

It's not a big deal to see the excitement.

Soon the soldiers brought in all sorts of items.

Such as a giant hammer weighing a thousand pounds, a large knife more than one person high, and a thick grinding disc.

Pound stepped forward first.

In front of everyone, he took off his upper clothes, revealing a large figure like a wall.

The bulging muscles on Pound's body were like hard stones.

The soldiers next to him couldn't help but exclaim when they saw it.

"He looks a little bit strong and powerful."

"Sure enough, it's a good man!"

Pound's gaze swept and landed on the heaviest pair of giant hammers.

He walked over.

"What does he want to do?"

"Could it be that he wants to challenge the Golden Melon Thunderbolt?"

"This thing weighs nearly a thousand pounds!"

The soldiers whispered.

This pair of giant hammers is called the Golden Melon Thunderbolt Hammer, which adds up to a thousand catties.

The man who wielded this hammer is famous in history.

Among them is the first hero of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, Li Yuanba!

Pound reached out his hands and grabbed the pair of gourd thunderbolts.

He took a deep breath and burst into a snort.

"Up!"

In the eyes of the audience, the pair of gourd thunderbolts were arrested by Pound.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then burst into a wonderful cheer.

"Damn, awesome!"

"That's awesome!"

"Brave and brave!"

Pound's face turned red, this time it was not because of Hua Xiong.

He carried a pair of giant hammers and spun around the center of the field before dropping the golden gourd thunderbolt hammer.

"Boom!"

The hammer fell to the ground with a heavy blow.

Pound also exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his face was blood-red.

He looked at Hua Xiong defiantly.

"Wen Hou, what do you think of my strength?"

The soldiers suddenly stopped talking.

There was silence in the room.

To be able to walk with this pair of gourd thunderbolt hammers is really terrifying.

It looks like the general is going to lose this round.

Ma Chao and Ma Dai couldn't help but smile smugly.

However, Hua Xiong smiled lightly and shook his head,

"It's really not good. Give me a thump on the back, I'm too light. ”

This is too arrogant.

Pound was furious.

He held back his anger and said coldly,

"Then please Wen Hou, let's open our eyes."

"That is, we all want to see how powerful Wen Hou is!"

Ma Chao said coldly.

Hua Xiong got up from his seat with a smile.

Everyone thought he would go straight to the center of the field.

But he didn't expect Hua Xiong to look around, and then took a step forward and walked towards the gate of the barracks.

What does he want to do?

Is it difficult to compare, want to slip away?

Ma Chao and Ma Dai glanced at each other, their eyes a little puzzled.

The other soldiers were also a little confused.

I saw Hua Xiong slowly walking to the two stone lions at the entrance of the barracks.

He looked up and down and nodded in satisfaction.

"Cheng, this is not bad for the stone lion, the weight is okay."

Upon hearing this, everyone present was taken aback.

What does he mean by this, is it possible to move these two stone lions?

These two stone lions are made of bluestone.

One respect is 6,000 catties, and the two add up to nearly 10,000 catties!

When they were first transported, they were put in front of the door by sending out a lot of soldiers.

Could Hua Xiong be crazy and want to move stone lions?

Before everyone could react.

Hua Xiong slapped his palms casually, grabbed the back of the stone lion with one hand, and lifted it up directly!

Everyone present was stunned, almost staring out their eyeballs.

And that's not all.

Hua Xiong carried a stone lion, swayed to the other side of the barracks gate, and picked up the second stone lion with his other hand.

In this way, he carried two stone lions in each hand and swayed in front of everyone.