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The problem is, I'm already invincible at the Bone and Tendon Harmony Realm. I can defeat everyone in one move. How can I possibly make any progress in martial arts under these circumstances?

Moreover, he needed martial arts points. Challenging opponents of the same level yielded too little; using the same amount of time to challenge opponents of a higher level would double the points. Qin Wu yearned for strength!

He also longed for a fight!

They'd even risk their lives!

A true martial arts fanatic.

He was like Leng Ruxiang.

He was even more insane than Leng Ruxiang.

All the internal energy experts changed their expressions at this moment, squinting as they sized up Qin Wu.

If fighting weren't prohibited here, Qin Wu might be facing an attack from dozens of internal energy experts right now. It's not uncommon for martial artists to spit blood at each other over a mere disagreement, but this time, Qin Wu openly showed contempt for everyone in front of them.

This made everyone want to kill him as soon as possible.

Little did they know, Qin Wu actually quite hoped they would gang up on him...

Unleash your potential!

Unleash your potential!

I still have many unfamiliar aspects and don't quite understand the Twelve Hong Hammers. If I could spar with someone stronger than myself and get some pointers, I would be able to master the Twelve Hong Hammers very quickly.

In Xingyi Quan, each type of boxing technique can only be truly understood through actual combat.

At this moment, a staff member in charge of registration glanced at Qin Wu and asked, "Sect Leader Qin, are you sure you want to enter the Inner Strength Group?"

Qin Wu stepped forward: "Absolutely certain."

The staff member gave Qin Wu a deep look: "Words are meaningless. The Southwest Grand Competition isn't for mediocre participants, nor do we want martial artists to make unnecessary sacrifices. So... the standard for participating in the Inner Strength group is being able to lift four thousand jin. Are you sure you have no problem with that?"

Qin Wu smiled and said, "Sure. These are the rules, so of course we'll follow them."

"Alright, then I won't say anything more."

After speaking, the staff member glanced at the line of internal energy experts and said, "Next."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man holding a plum blossom sword stepped forward.

"Name."

"Zhang Hongbing".

"age."

"110 is old."

After registering your information, the staff asked, "How much weight are you lifting?"

Zhang Hongbing smiled and simply walked forward.

Numbers are marked on them; those are the weights.

The lightest weighs four thousand jin.

The heaviest one weighs 10,000 jin!

Zhang Hongbing walked over the 4,000-jin stone lock without stopping, and stopped when he reached the 4,600-jin lock.

Everyone glanced sideways. A flurry of murmurs arose:

"Having just entered the realm of internal energy, can he lift 4,600 jin?"

"A person who has just entered the inner strength realm generally only has a strength of about three thousand jin. Four thousand jin is actually the strength of the best among those who have entered the inner strength realm. Zhang Hongbing entered the inner strength realm last year, has he progressed this quickly?"

"A fierce rival."

"..."

Qin Wu was also staring intently at Zhang Hongbing, his interest merely novel, not genuine. His target opponent wasn't someone of Zhang Hongbing's caliber…

But then, Zhang Hongbing grabbed the handrail of the stone lock.

At that moment, all the cameras focused on it, all the TV reporters held their breath, and the viewers in front of their TVs tensed up.

A stone lock weighing 4,600 jin, or 2,300 kilograms!

That's more than two meals!

This rock is almost as big as a small car.

The 110-year-old man was emaciated. No matter how you looked at it, it was extremely incongruous.

Can he lift it?

Isn't this too exaggerated? Isn't this too out of place?

Are all martial artists this abnormal?

"Hey!"

Zhang Hongbing gave a low shout.

At this moment, every ordinary person in the country was moved!

I was terrified.

With a loud 'bang,' the ground cracked open, and Zhang Hongbing's feet sank deep into it as if he had stepped into tofu. And this was a concrete floor!

Holy crap!

Countless people were filled with terror. Those who had previously doubted whether these stone locks were fake all fell silent.

Damn it, the ground has collapsed. How could this be fake?

Musha!

Warriors!

That's terrifying!

Chapter 95: The Next One

The instant Zhang Hongbing stomped on the ground, he also lifted the terrifyingly large stone lock high above his head.

This scene caused an extremely terrifying psychological and visual shock to all mortals.

However, all the martial artists present simply shook their heads and sighed.

A woman standing next to Qin Wu sighed and shook her head:

"What's with the show-off? He clearly doesn't even have the strength to lift 4,600 jin, yet he insists on unleashing his potential, using special explosive techniques to forcibly lift himself overhead. Honestly, is it just so he can challenge opponents stronger than himself? Sigh."

Qin Wu also gave Zhang Hongbing a deep look, making a lasting impression on the old man.

This Zhang Hongbing is quite to my liking.

Moreover, when he challenged the expert in internal energy just now, he didn't seem to express any dissent, so he still had a good impression of him.

Qin Wu understood Zhang Hongbing's mindset to some extent.

They don't aspire to be kings and lords among their peers in the 120 realms; they seek challenges against stronger martial artists, rather than content to live a life of idleness and cowardice.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is definitely not Zhang Hongbing's true strength.

His true strength should be below 4,000 jin.

Because if it were a true demonstration of skill, it would be impossible for the ground to collapse, let alone achieve such effortless feats.

The ground collapsing indicates that you fundamentally cannot control such power. You might possess bursts of instantaneous force, but that's a power you can't even control yourself. This isn't true strength; it's merely a hidden potential. It's not very useful.

The martial artist understood.

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However, ordinary people simply don't understand these intricacies.

I was shocked to see that Zhang Hongbing had actually trampled the cement ground so hard that it collapsed and he sank into it up to his knees. That must have been terrifying.

However, the next moment, the staff member asked, "Zhang Hongbing, are you sure you want to enter the 4,600-jin (cccc) range?"

Zhang Hongbing blushed and threw down the boulder above his head.

With a loud 'boom,' the earth trembled.

Zhang Hongbing, panting, said, "Confirmed."

"The difference in skill level is too great. You might be instantly killed in one move. Although the Southwest Province Grand Competition is theoretically supposed to stop when you've made a move, in the world of martial arts, there's no such thing as an instant kill. Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

Zhang Hongbing clenched his fist, a resolute glint flashing in his weathered eyes: "It's all or nothing."

"it is good."

The staff member finished registering and said, "Next."

As soon as the words were spoken, a loud 'thud' was heard.

A spiked club flew into the arena. Then Guan Yang stepped forward: "Me."

"Name."