Martial Cultivator Chapter 5: Going for the job test
Bang bang bang!
In the backyard, Wang An’s fists turned into afterimages.
The fierce force penetrated the air.
He has used this set of big gun fists to play new tricks.
Within half a quarter of an hour, he punched the big gun three times.
Every punch bursts with energy.
Every punch is a big spear that stabs, sweeps or chops.
Step!
Suddenly, Wang An stamped his feet and stopped.
In an instant, all the shadows of fists filled the sky.
Wisps of strength twisted into a rope in his muscles, connecting more than a hundred muscles and contracting at the same time.
His eyes were filled with gleaming light, and he struck the big rock in front of him with an Overlord Spear!
Bang!
The shadow of the fist fell like a waterfall.
The big rocks shattered and fell into pieces!
"It's done!"
Wang An exhaled loudly, unable to hide the joy on his face.
After more than a day of practice, I was able to contract more than a hundred muscles at the same time.
The force brought by this instantaneous contraction is enough to break rocks!
He knelt down and looked at the stone he had broken.
A stone as big as a dining table has now been broken into more than ten pieces, open like petals, mixed with some broken powder and stones.
‘The power of my punch seems to be stronger than that of Mr. Cui? ’
‘He can only crack the stone, but he can’t directly break it into pieces like me. ’
‘He said that warriors at the Anjin level can also break rocks.
When he cracked the stone, did he use bright force or dark force?
If you have to use dark energy to crack the rocks, it would be too weak. ’
Wang An shook his head and stood up.
The longing in his eyes has not dissipated.
Just the simultaneous contraction of more than a hundred muscles can produce enough force to break rocks.
If more than 600 muscles in the body were to develop Ming Jin and contract at the same time, how much power would be generated?
What about the realm of refining flesh like steel and making fists like iron?
Suddenly, Wang An felt that a brand new door was opening in front of him.
He walked to the water tank in the corner of the courtyard and observed himself through the water.
The shirtless Wang An has well-proportioned and well-proportioned muscles. His slightly delicate face also looks masculine and handsome against the backdrop of his muscles.
Dip the towel beside the tank in water and wash off the sweat on his body.
Wang An put on his coat and turned into a delicate and young boy again.
As he walked out of the backyard, he shouted: "Uncle Zheng, I'm going to take the job today. I won't be eating at home. I'll just buy a few steamed buns to eat on the way."
"Hey! Okay, young master, you have to behave well!" There was a rustling sound in Uncle Zheng's bedroom. The genius was bright, but the old man had just woken up and had not yet gotten up.
Worried that the old man would catch cold, Wang An said again: "No need to get up, I'm leaving now!"
After saying that, he strode out of the house, closed the courtyard door and left.
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At the breakfast stall at the entrance of the alley, steam billows from the stacks of baskets.
The vendors and lackeys gathered around the stall, ordered two steamed buns, and started eating and drinking a bowl of porridge and soup.
"Eight steamed buns, one bowl of tofu nao, wrap the steamed buns for me."
Wang An walked closer and shouted to the stall owner.
The stall is run by a middle-aged couple.
The men are responsible for kneading the fillings in the dough plates to make steamed buns and fried pancakes, while the women are busy washing dishes and wiping the tables.
Today, their daughter also came to help serve porridge and steamed buns to the diners.
"Sir, do you want the tofu curd salty or sweet?"
The daughter raised her head, revealing a plain face with oval seeds, beautiful eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, which were made elegant by the steaming water vapor.
"Chiliu~"
The porter sitting opposite was so shocked when he saw her appearance that he took a sip of saliva.
"Of course it's salty." Wang An didn't pay attention to the woman's appearance, and was surprised that she would ask such a question.
Can you eat sweet tofu curd?
"Oh, oh, okay." The woman lowered her head, took out a bowl of tofu with pickles, chopped green onions, and fried soybeans, poured a spoonful of marinade on it, and served it to Wang An.
The various side dishes complemented the snow-white tofu brains, which whetted Wang An's appetite.
Take a small spoon and keep rubbing it on the surface of the tofu brain, so that the marinated vegetables and the tofu brain are blended layer by layer, and then you eat it with a slurp.
It only takes him three minutes to finish a bowl of tofu pudding.
As soon as he finished eating the tofu buns, the stall owner’s daughter had already wrapped the buns in oil paper and placed them on the table for him.
Grabbing a steaming bun, biting the skin, the hot oil gurgled out along the gap.
Wang An blew the hot air and took a few bites slowly.
When he felt the temperature was palatable, he stuffed most of the remaining bun into his mouth.
The firm meat filling and oil soak into the soft and tender skin, and it explodes in your mouth instantly.
"Huh——" Wang An exhaled a breath of hot breath and crossed several breakfast tables.
I saw a person coming from the opposite side and said hello to him: "Wang An!"
The person who came was the original owner's hair boy - Li Ying.
He didn’t want to have too much contact with this young boy who was hiding his secrets in his smile, but when he met him here, he could only smile and say, “Come for breakfast?”
"Yes, just wait for me." Li Ying smiled kindly and went to the stall owner's daughter to pay for a few buns.
Seeing the appearance of the stall owner's daughter, she visibly paused.
"Wang An, did you see it?" As he approached Wang An, Li An suddenly said something without any beginning or end.
Wang An was very surprised: "What did you see?"
Facing his eyes, Li Ying shook her head: "Nothing, nothing."
The two walked a few steps side by side and looked for Shuyuanwww.zhaoshuyuan.com. Li Ying turned her head and glanced at the stall owner's daughter at the breakfast stall.
Wang An seemed not to notice these details.
But when he turned around to look back, he curled his lips, deepening his desire to draw a clear line with this person.
……
In the backyard of Nanping Yamen.
In the huge open space, a pair of stone locks have been placed in advance.
The stone locks are arranged from small to large, with the lightest weighing sixty kilograms.
More than ten large cages were placed against the wall, containing Nushan wolves with snow-white hair and as strong as a calf.
The Nu Mountain Wolf's eyes were glowing green, staring at the potential agents gathered in the yard, saliva dripping from his mouth, and he let out a roar from time to time, which made people feel chilled in their hearts.
“The first item in the appointment test is to lift the stone lock!
Stone locks range from sixty kilograms to five hundred kilograms. Any candidate who cannot lift a two hundred kilogram stone lock with both arms will be driven to the county government office.
If there are no vacancies in the county government, it is not unusual for them to be arranged to work as the head of a pavilion in a remote mountainous area! "In the corner, Cui Yong looked at the children of his colleagues and warned them seriously.
It’s not just Wang An’s group of Nanping police officers who came to take part in the appointment examination.
There are also candidate arrest agents from various counties under Nanping's jurisdiction, totaling a hundred and twenty people.
The appointment examination is held every other year.
More than a hundred police officers were sent to the government and county offices, but it was still not enough.
The reason can only be said to be that evil took over, rituals and music collapsed, and Shang Guo's control over the territory under his rule became increasingly insufficient.
"In the past few days, all you need to do is practice the big gun boxing I teach you every day, eat well at home, and lift a two hundred kilogram stone lock without any trouble." Cui Yong glanced at the group of teenagers and said in a low voice. , "Most of the children from these counties can't learn boxing!"