Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 102: The power of the overlord should not be underestimated

Li Jing nodded helplessly, but still followed Li Chengfeng's instructions.

Soon, Li Jing ordered several subordinates to bring three large stones and placed them in front of Li Chengfeng.

From left to right, these three stones are arranged in order from small to large.

Li Jing said: "Eighth Prince, these three big stones, from left to right, are big stones weighing 50 kilograms, 100 kilograms and 200 kilograms respectively!"

"First of all, I made a deal! Ordinary people can only lift 50 to 100 kilograms of rocks. More powerful soldiers can lift 200 kilograms of rocks. Super powerful soldiers can lift 500 kilograms of rocks!

"

"But there are very few such soldiers even within our Tang Xuanjia Army!"

"So I only asked my men to move these three big rocks. As for the 500-jin big stone, I didn't let them move it! In this way, you can compete with Master Changsun to see who is stronger!

"

"Well, okay! Let's get started!"

Li Chengfeng patted the dust on his little hands, then rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the big rocks in front of him with sharp fists.

Li Jing couldn't help but sweat for Li Chengfeng.

Li Jing walked up to Changsun Chong and said: "Master Changsun, aren't you kidding? How can you compete with the Eighth Prince in strength? If the Eighth Prince is injured during the competition, can you bear the responsibility?"

Changsun broke into sweat on his forehead and said: "I, I don't want to, but I have made a bet with the Eighth Prince. The loser will give 1,000 gold to the winner! So, I don't have that much money, so I can't

Lose!"

"What? Nonsense! Be careful if I tell your father, Zhang Sun Wuji, about this, so that you can't bear to eat!"

"No, Uncle Li Jing, I know I was wrong! At worst, if I win against the Eighth Prince later, I don't want the Eighth Prince's money. Do you think that's okay? I just want a face!"

"Humph, you can figure it out yourself! Anyway, I can't make the decision for you in this matter!"

Li Jing waved his sleeves and simply ignored Changsun Chong.

The Eighth Prince likes to be naughty. Could it be that Changsun Chong is also playing tricks with you?

If the Eighth Prince was injured while moving rocks, would your father still come to apologize?

In the Imperial Palace of the Tang Dynasty, there is now a limerick like this: It is better to offend the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty than to mess with the Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty! It is better to enter the palace from the south gate than to pass by the gate of Prince Zhen's Mansion!

Because many ministers had suffered a lot from Li Chengfeng when they passed by the gate of Prince Zhen's Mansion.

Either his clothes were splashed with water, or he was chased and bitten by the Eighth Prince's house-guarding dog.

But that dog was the Eighth Prince's pet dog, so they didn't dare to fight it.

That dog bit the emperor's butt, and the emperor couldn't do anything to him. If they beat the eighth prince's dog and the eighth prince got angry, they might not be able to eat it and walk away!

In addition, the eighth prince also helped Duke Qiao Chai Shao prove his innocence and caught the thief Yun Guogong who stole 100,000 gold for disaster relief.

Immediately ask Zhan, the guards of the Tang Dynasty are still cleaning the execution platform!

Therefore, the Eighth Prince is now so famous that no one in the entire Tang Dynasty dares to offend him!

But why did Changsun Chong hit the muzzle of the gun?

Changsun Chong looked at Li Lizhi's profile and gritted his teeth tightly.

"Humph, no, I absolutely cannot embarrass myself in front of Princess Changle today! As long as Princess Changle looks at me with admiration and has a good opinion of me, then I can come to propose marriage in the future!"

Changsun Chong's idea was good, but how could Li Chengfeng let Changsun Chong succeed?

Li Chengfeng rolled up his sleeves, ran to the fifty-pound stone, and said, "Let's try a small one first!"

"Eighth Prince, you have to be careful! Although a stone weighing fifty kilograms is not that big, you are small, so be careful of hurting you!"

"Well, don't worry, I have my own sense of humor!"

Li Chengfeng responded to Li Jing's concern.

Then his two small hands hugged the big stone in front of him.

This stone is not big, but it weighs fifty kilograms.

At this time, Li Chengfeng had not used the power of Overlord yet.

Because Li Chengfeng just wanted to test how strong his own body was.

"Chang Sun Chong, let's talk about the rules first! Let's test our strength. We have to lift the stone above our heads to be considered successful. Otherwise, it will be considered a failure!"

"Okay, then everything will be as the Eighth Prince said!"

Changsun Chong smiled and thought to himself: I don't believe it, the Eighth Prince, your little body is as strong as mine?

"Hey! Get up!"

Li Chengfeng worked hard with both hands, his face turned red, and he was able to pick up the fifty kilogram stone.

"Hoo, ho!"

Damn it, is it so heavy?

My little six-year-old body really doesn’t have any strength at all?

Can't you even lift a fifty-pound rock?

"Eighth Prince, be careful!"

"Brother Feng'er, don't be brave and put the stone down quickly, otherwise it will hurt your body!"

Both Li Lizhi and Wu Xu were very concerned about Li Chengfeng's comfort.

However, Li Chengfeng suddenly grinned and said, "I'm kidding you! How can I not lift a stone weighing only fifty kilograms?"

"Hey!"

Li Chengfeng secretly used the power of Overlord.

The stone that was originally heavy in my hand is now as light as a piece of foam.

Li Chengfeng easily lifted it over his head, then paused for three seconds before putting the big stone down.

Although Li Chengfeng behaved very relaxedly in the follow-up, in Li Lizhi's eyes, Li Chengfeng was just trying to show off his strength.

Moreover, Li Chengfeng's face was flushed under the sun, and Li Lizhi thought that Li Chengfeng would not be able to hold on any longer!

So Li Lizhi turned to look at Changsun Chong and said: "Master Changsun, how about you secretly lose to my brother? I will pay you for the 1,000 gold you lost!"

"Isn't there something wrong with this?"

"What's wrong?"

"If I lose to the Eighth Prince in terms of strength, it would be a shame!" Changsun Chong suddenly said righteously: "Princess Changle, this is a competition between us men. Honesty is the most important thing. I

I think the Eighth Prince doesn’t want me to lose to him on purpose, otherwise it would be a shameless win!”

"Yes, I don't need Changsun Chong to let me off the hook! This is a competition between men, sister, please stop participating!"

Li Chengfeng clapped his little hands and walked towards Li Lizhi.

Li Lizhi rolled her eyes at Li Chengfeng, as if to say: You are the only one who can show off your strength, right? Don't cry if you lose later?



Okay, then it’s Changsun’s turn to rush onto the stage!

I saw Changsun Chong also holding the big stone with both hands, and he easily lifted the 50-jin big stone over his head.

Because people in ancient times grew up early and were strong, boys and girls could usually get married at the age of thirteen or fourteen.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next