Borrowing a dagger from Lao Du's disciples, Xiang Ji quickly picked out the warhead stuck in the abdominal muscles, and then silently manipulated the surrounding muscles to expand to block the wound, and then treated it after a simple bandage. 8>ｗ-ｗ`ｗ=．-ｙ`ａ·ｗ=ｅ=ｎ-８=．·ｃ`ｏ-ｍ

This ability to finely manipulate the muscles of his whole body was difficult to do before, but today's calamity made him enlighten a lot, and he felt that he could naturally make this kind of action, and he guessed that it might also have something to do with his soul strength breaking through again today.

Xiang Ji's body has been strengthened and transformed by the main god, and it is very different from ordinary people, the function of the viscera and the hematopoietic ability of the bone marrow are far stronger than ordinary people, and he deliberately added the flow of qi and blood near the wound, which accelerated the recovery of the injury. After a few more hours, the wound will heal completely.

Regarding the curiosity of Lao Du and these martial artists, Xiang Ji still insisted on what he said when he was in Foshan City, and pushed it all to his unknown ancestors. The version of the story is exactly the same, only saying that the ancestors of his family are people in the army, and after years of fighting on the battle array, he finally created this fierce and domineering martial arts, and then passed it on from generation to generation, and I don't know how many generations have been passed down to Xiang's generation.

After practicing this kind of family kung fu, Xiang Ji's body will become stronger and stronger, and this strength will soon surpass the general perception of physical strength by ordinary people. It is not a problem to tear the tiger and leopard alive, and the strength can carry the tripod or something, and the muscles and bones of those who have achieved cultivation are like copper and iron, and the skin is like strong armor, and it is not impossible to wave hundreds of catties of heavy objects as weapons with one hand.

"Big brother, don't bring this. Aren't you the one who said that Li Yuanba, the king of Zhao in the Tang Dynasty, was reincarnated, carrying a thunder drum urn and a golden hammer, and his arms had the power of four elephants?"

"Haha, that's it, a few hundred catties with one hand? Big brother, are you running the hall to tell a story?" The young disciples under Lao Du echoed one after another, and followed to coax the beams together.

Well, I accidentally blew it a little too much, and Xiang Ji was also a little embarrassed. Anyway, if you want Xiang Ji to lift a weight of 800 catties now, that's no problem, it's so easy! The difficulty is a little higher, let him hold an 800 catties big iron ball and smash people to play, grit his teeth! It's okay! Isn't it just 400 kilograms? Brother is now a villain who bench presses thousands of catties and resists a small car! This is not counting the strength bonus when he pulls up the mountain. 8﹏ｗ-ｗ·ｗ-．`

But if you want Xiang Ji to take a 400-pound sledgehammer in one hand, a total of 800 pounds of weapons to go into battle, and a dozen is half a day,! You want to exhaust your brother!

Grass! An 800-pound hammer, that can really be used as a weapon, are you playing weightlifting or something? It is not something that can be waved once or twice above your head. Like Li Yuanba in the Romance, he wielded two 800-pound big iron balls, riding thousands of miles of clouds to fight in thousands of troops and horses? Are you meowing to me? On the parade ground, it is okay to carry two balls up to perform and perform, and you want to use them as standing weapons to fight? "Don't laugh, the first hero of the Sui and Tang Dynasties in the Romance, the 800-pound thunder drum urn and golden hammer of Li Yuanba, the king of Zhao, brother, I really, well, it is possible to make it immobile. Despite this, Xiang Ji didn't want to lose momentum in his mouth. "Oh~" Seeing that Xiang Ji was soft, everyone was even more elated. "Still, that just means I can't use it as a normal weapon, and if I want to lift it up and dance a few times, it's fine. "Besides, I'm not bragging. One of the eldest brothers in our family is much more skilled than me, and he has no problem using an 800-pound sledgehammer. Don't say eight hundred catties, it's a little heavier, that's fine!" Xiang Ji thought to himself, Xiang Yu's guy can be regarded as my own family.

After this breakthrough, Xiang Ji had a deeper understanding of the cultivation realm of Bashan Jin, and Xiang Ji also had an estimate of how strong the person who cultivated to the final realm of Bashan Jin would be. Judging from his experience of following Xiang Yu for many years, his current realm is at most comparable to Xiang Yu's skills when he was a teenager.

If it was that pervert, with his terrifying physical strength at his peak, there should be no problem at all with an 8oo-pound weapon. This was the conclusion that Xiang Ji finally came to based on his current cultivation situation and what he had seen and heard in the Chu and Han worlds. 8>w-w'w=.-y'a·w=e=n-8=.·c'o-m"Where can I find a sledgehammer of a few hundred pounds on this train?

Hearing this, Xiang Ji smiled happily, it's good to break his wrists!

Lao Du's disciples were noncommittal about what Xiang Ji said, thinking that this guy was mostly bragging. After all, Xiang Ji's anti-bullet incident is too amazing, even if he sees it with his own eyes, it still makes these people a little unbelievable. Maybe this guy has something on his belly?

And Lao Du and Lao Sun, who were standing on the side and watching the excitement all the time, they didn't think so. In terms of eyesight, they are much more clever than these young people, and it feels like this young man should have real skills. At least they know the true lethality of foreigners' firearms, which can not be explained by a trick with an iron plate on their stomachs.

However, Lao Du is still somewhat skeptical about Xiang Ji's statement. Lao Du is also well-informed, and he has never heard of any school of kung fu in today's martial arts that can have such an anti-heaven effect. Whether it's the physical resistance to bullets, or the one-handed lifting of a thousand pounds, these things are a bit too suspenseful, right? Maybe the Japanese pistol is out of order? It's just that the sound is scary to hear, but the actual power is not that great?

As a result, this unique wrist-wrestling competition was staged under everyone's enthusiastic expectations.

The result is also completely predictable, this is a repeat of the wrist-wrestling competition in Foshan City a few days ago.

At the beginning, everyone was still a little reserved, and one by one they stretched out their hands to compare their strength with Xiang Ji. When several people were defeated neatly, people began to think that this kid really had some ability, so they asked for their hands. Anyway, big brother, you are a fierce man who can lift hundreds of pounds with one hand, so it should be no problem for us to have one hand, right?

In this regard, the item book doesn't matter at all, saying that you are free, I will take it.

As a result, with both hands together, no one can break the item. With this kind of strength, Lao Du also had itchy palms, and he was about to meet this young man in person, but he heard Xiang Ji put forward a new request.

"You can't compare to me like this, why don't you all go up together! I'll take it all with one hand!" Xiang Ji took out the big killing weapon that he had impressed the little apprentices when he was in Foshan City, and he played against many people with one hand, and he would win or lose in one game.

Now Lao Dura didn't want to come forward to compete, and beat up Xiang with so many people? Forget it, it's so shameless to spread out.

"One, two!

"One, two! get on that!" several strong guys, palms and backs of their hands stacked together, shouting in unison.

Xiang Zhi's proposal just now made these young men feel despised. I know you have a lot of strength, but you can't be so arrogant, can you? But when two people go up and can't break the Xiang Ji, and the three people go up and can't break the Xiang Ji, until everyone's hands are on top of it, Xiang Ji's arms still don't move.

At this moment, everyone, including Lao Sun and Lao Du, was shocked! Is this Tm still a human being? The people on the field are all stick guys who have been practicing martial arts since childhood, not Miss Jiao, who is powerless and falls down when the wind blows, so they can't break one of his hands?

So, everyone began to shout the trumpet and work together to deal with Xiang Ji. This time there was a slight effect, at least you could see Xiang Ji's arm shaking, but that's all.

"Plop!" Xiang Ji's arm was finally pressed down on the table. But Lao Du was curious and wanted to see how strong Xiang Ji was, so he finally couldn't help but make a move. Coupled with the strength of this national art master, Xiang Ji finally couldn't stand it and was broken.

"How's that? Now believe it? I can really hold a sledgehammer. Xiang Ji said with a smile.

"So, it's true that you're practicing kung fu to block bullets?" As a result, they couldn't help but start thinking about the truth of what Xiang Ji said.

"The old way, you can try it, I may not be able to block the bullet, it depends on what bullet and how far away. But I'm okay with ordinary swords and daggers, who of you will come?" Xiang Ji simply let them see for themselves.

"Is this okay?" everyone hesitated, the swords and daggers in their hands were good steel mouths, and they didn't dare to say that they were sharp weapons, but they were all guys who used to kill, no better than kitchen knives and fruit knives. Besides, everyone is a person who practices martial arts, strength is one thing, how to hold a knife, and how to make a knife to be effective, they are all practitioners. If something goes wrong, the sword has no eyes.

"Don't worry, come on! I can stop the bullets!" Xiang Ji assured everyone again, and by the way, he imitated the villain boss in a certain movie and blew a.

"Then offend, look at the knife!" A young junior finally couldn't help it, and slashed at Xiang Ji's shoulder with a loud shout.

After the breakthrough, Xiang Ji's use of the strength of the mountain is a higher level. The dense energy formed an extremely thin but very tough invisible protective layer on the surface of his body, and the knife edge hit it, and the trills of the metal were knocked out, as if it had touched an anvil iron. Lao Du has also seen a lot of foreign kung fu practice, but he has never seen any kind of kung fu that can train the human body so strongly, so unlike humans.

When the young offspring who came back from collecting the knife looked at the blade, he saw that the blade cast by the steel mouth had already been curled up! The knife had been completely scrapped! The dense and powerful force of the mountain had already smoothed the metal blade in that instant.

When everyone saw this knife, they all gasped.

"This is all practice?" asked the young man of the knife in horror.

"What a great kung fu! Your ancestor is really divine!" and then without waiting for Xiang Ji to answer, he said to himself.

"Of course!" Xiang Ji saw everyone's admiring eyes, his heart moved, and a classic line blurted out.

"Do you want to learn, I'll teach you!"