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Actually.

Many people present shared similar thoughts with Hu Xiao.

Due to the genes of their ancestors, there have been quite a few people with great strength among the Hu clan.

However, people like Hu Zetong are extremely rare.

Under the gaze of everyone.

Hu Long, however, seemed oblivious.

He was determined to secure the title of "hammer bearer" today.

He doesn't allow any mistakes.

What does it mean to conceal one's sharpness and play dumb to outwit others?

Hu Long doesn't need that. What he needs is to demonstrate enough potential and get in touch with supernatural power as soon as possible, and right now is an opportunity.

In other places, Hu Long might have considered hiding, but now he is at the Hu clan ancestral rites ceremony.

This power-bearing ritual is clearly a form of selection within the clan.

Hiding one's strength at this time would be utterly idiotic, wouldn't it?

Of course, more importantly, according to his guess, even if he hides his strength, it will be discovered later.

He had no way to defend against the methods possessed by these secret martial artists.

Rather than that.

It's better to be open and honest about it.

After all, his strength is probably unbelievable among ordinary people.

But compared to these secret martial artists, what does it amount to?

Of course, there are definitely some potential risks involved, but it's still worth a try.

After all, there are risks in everything you do.

Also.

He always felt that he possessed more than a thousand pounds of power.

This is not a baseless misconception.

Rather, it is the characteristic of "mind-body unity" and the intuition of having a high degree of control over one's own body.

Thinking of this, he spread his right hand with five fingers spread wide and slowly placed his palm on the cold belly of the cauldron.

Where you touch, the bronze tripod is covered with mottled rust and faint animal patterns.

"--call!"

Hu Long exhaled, his spine taut like a dragon.

He directly used the power generation technique he had mastered from perfect mixed martial arts to transmit his strength.

This allowed him to concentrate his power even more effectively at that moment.

Click!

The next moment, the blue bricks beneath his feet cracked.

"--rise!"

Hu Long opened his eyes slightly.

There was no roar, no build-up of power, only the muffled sound of bones rubbing together suddenly exploding out.

next second.

This bronze cauldron, weighing 1,200 jin, was lifted off the ground again with its three legs suspended in the air!

Unlike just now when Hu Zetong struggled to lift it to his chest.

In the instant the cauldron tilted off the ground, Hu Long's left arm supported the other side of the cauldron's belly, his arm muscles twisted like steel cables, his spine arched as if carrying a mountain, lifting it directly high.

Perhaps due to the tilted angle, some lingering incense ash slowly drifted down from the inner wall of the bronze cauldron.

As he straightened up.

The blue bricks beneath their feet collapsed, and cracks spread out like a spider web.

This statue is placed here for force measurement.

The Deer Cauldron, which had never been truly lifted in many years, was now being steadily lifted above his head.

The bronze tripod's belly reflected the sunlight.

In the sunlight, his figure became a dark shadow cast on the ground.

Seeing this scene.

For a moment, the entire audience fell into a deathly silence.

Whether they were ordinary members of the collateral branches or members of the main clan, they were all dumbfounded, staring at the figure in the arena as if they had seen a ghost.

Because of the special nature of the Hu family bloodline.

Many strong people emerged from their descendants.

However, those who can lift this deer cauldron are extremely rare, appearing only once every hundred years.

Moreover, it has been elevated to this level.

Time flew by, and Hu Long stood firm without swaying at all; ten seconds passed quickly.

Accompanied by the sound of the bronze tripod hitting the ground.

The crowd then snapped out of their shock.

"Hiss, so they actually lifted it up."

"Just how strong is this guy?"

"I thought Hu Zetong was already quite formidable, but I never imagined that someone could lift this thing above their head."

"The rumors about him being able to lift a cauldron are nothing compared to this..."

……

"It really lifted it up? How is that possible!"

The faint smile on Hu Xiao's face, who was watching from the side, froze.

A smile doesn't disappear; it simply moves on.

For example, the worry on Hu Zhao's face disappeared, replaced by a big smile.

"Looks like your good nephew isn't all that great."

Hu Xiao opened her mouth.

In the past, she would definitely have been dissatisfied.

But looking at the young man standing tall in his line of sight...

She felt a sense of powerlessness and frustration, though she didn't voice it.

The other person's performance was far superior to that of her nephew.

Furthermore, they argued that the younger brother was actually closer than the nephew.

Continue to oppose Hu Zhao.

Once Hu Long holds a grudge against you.

She, and even her family, will not have a good outcome.

There is absolutely no comparison between the main branch and the collateral branches.

This is something that all adult members of the Hu family are told by their elders.

She naturally understood.

Thinking about this...

She took a deep breath.

He glanced at Hu Zhao beside him and forced a smile.

"Um, Sister Zhao, I was wrong before. I was too rude. I hope you won't take it to heart."

……

"Shall we continue?"

The comments and stares of those around them.

Hu Long didn't pay much attention, glanced at Hu Zetong who was standing there in a daze, and smiled as he spoke.

Upon hearing this, Hu Zetong realized what was happening. Hearing Hu Long's teasing words, he gritted his teeth, unsure of what to say.

No matter what, the facts are clear: he lost, and lost completely.

Thinking about the boast he had just made, his face flushed red and hot.

This caused the nosebleed, which had been gradually stopping, to worsen again.

Ultimately, he was only fifteen years old, a time when a teenager's self-esteem is at its peak.

How could anyone withstand such stimulation?

……

"Good! Very good! Your name is Hu Long, right?"

Hu Zhenkui, the clan chief dressed in a black robe, slowly stepped forward.

His gaze fell on Hu Long, and he stroked his beard with admiration.

"Yes, Chieftain!"

Hu Long answered in response.

"Very good. The fact that you two can lift this deer-shaped cauldron shows that you are both extraordinary."

Hu Zhenkui nodded slightly, his voice booming:

"Hu Long is today's 'hammer holder'."

He paused briefly, turned his head to look at Hu Zetong, whose face still showed resentment, and softened his tone:

"Hu Zetong, you are still young and have a long future ahead of you. Today's test is just a temporary result, so there's no need to worry about it too much."

He had already heard about Hu Zetong's performance and was not surprised.

But what truly surprised him was that another member of his clan, born with superhuman strength, had appeared this time.

Judging from his performance, he is even better than Hu Zetong!

Even among those born with superhuman strength, there are differences in their levels.

For example, having the strength of a thousand pounds is one thing, but being able to steadily lift a thousand-pound cauldron is another.

When the human body exerts force, posture and technique are important.

A deadlift can easily lift 100 pounds, but if it is done with one hand, bent over, or on the shoulder, it may not be possible.

Although Hu Zetong managed to lift it up, he already showed signs of losing his balance and lacking strength.

But Hu Long in front of me is different.

Although his face was flushed, his arms remained as steady as a rock, and the cauldron did not sway at all.

It looks strenuous, but it's actually done with ease.

This is far from his true limit.

If one is already exhausted, no matter how skillful one is, it will be extremely difficult to maintain such stability.

This young man surpasses Hu Zetong in both his physical strength and his methods of applying energy.

Hu Zhenkui was delighted.

Because of their ancestors, the Hu family has had no shortage of strong and capable people for generations.

However, as their bloodline gradually faded, there were fewer than ten people in the past six hundred years who could lift the Deer Cauldron while still in the mortal stage without any cultivation, apart from the founding ancestor.

Unexpectedly, one and a half people appeared at the same time during this year's festival.

Hu Long is that one.

Hu Zetong was naturally the half.