"You are wrong. There is no yin or yin damage to the method. Only by doing things through methods can there be a saying that yin or yin damage to the problem. It is better to be a peaceful dog than a person in troubled times. If they are to make them mess up, that is the real disaster."

Hu Ziming did not think there was anything wrong with what he did. The interests and peace of the millions of people in the empire were much more important than the so-called means.

"Sajia naturally knows that there is no problem with your position, but you are Lao Yinbi, this is a fact."

The monk scratched his big bald head and muttered.

"Old Yin Bi, let's get old Yin Bi. This is strategy, this is the means. Monk, you should fight for the world, want to make unparalleled achievements, and want to support the empire at the peak of troubled times. How can you not use means?"

Hu Ziming smiled and shook his head.

"******, why don't you be afraid of being criticized and avoiding it?"

The beard who used to cheat people suddenly became like this, which made Wu Jie stunned.

"You are amazing, the Sajia can't tell you. Just when will you start looking for the Sajia? The Sajia will escape first."

After looking at Hu Ziming, the monk seemed to want to say something, but in the end he shrugged and gave up the robe.

He shook his head and turned around to find the Shaolin monk to discuss the truth.

The era of myths will not be too far away. In the great world, he also needs to learn more.

The method of practicing yang energy that he obtained is no longer enough.

Fortunately, he gave him a "Dragon Subduing and Elephant Relief" among the secrets obtained by the old man in the Yellow River, so he did not stop his subsequent cultivation path.

However, this technique is very different from what he practiced before, which also makes Wujie often run to Shaolin.

Fortunately, a monk from Shaolin was generous and accepted as a lay disciple, so he could learn it.

Hu Ziming also expected Wujie's departure, as he expected that this great monk was not the one who talked about this.

"Have the people from Shaolin, Wudang and Tianshi Mansion arranged the positions they had planned before?"

“It’s already arranged.”

"Very good, wait a little longer, wait tonight."

Hu Ziming tapped the table with his fingers lightly.

As soon as the night falls tonight, the ninth game will start to deal with these uneasy guys.

At this time, in the Empire Square under the high-rise building where Hu Ziming and others stopped, he was inspired by the second middle-aged man who went up.

The young monks practicing Taoism above the square began to try.

After ten years of hardening a sword, the Frost Blade has never tried it.

How many young men can resist this temptation of the amazing sword test in the world?

Hu Ziming looked at the young people who were eager to try in the crowd below.

"Go, there should be a young man who is crazy, despising Kunlun, laughing at Luliang, and polishing his sword for ten years. We should test the sharpness for today. The frost blade is unsheathed, and the cold light is cold, killing Moye and breaking the Vajra."

The more exposed today, the easier it will be for the empire to act in the future.

"You can show it well. How much style you have is given to this day, and I should clean up those real old yin comparisons."

Most of these young talents who are not very familiar with the world cannot see through this game.

Unfortunately, these small tricks are not very useful for those old guys who are old and deep in the world in the venue.

Treat them in simpler and more rude ways.

"Let the organizer gather all the winners, don't let the young people get the posts on the Tao now, let them wait. If they get the posts now, they will be the target of public criticism when they go out."

"In addition, thoroughly check all the videos and information of the front personnel present."

Hu Ziming began to make the final layout and prepare to close the net. He took a last look at the Empire Square below.

“Enjoy the final carnival.”

And below, under the agitation of the middle-aged man, more and more people began to try to lift the 500-kilogram barbell on the Empire Square.

A successful one.

Two successful ones.

...

An amazing scene happened, and 90% of all the 30 people trying to lift weights successfully lifted a 500-kilogram barbell.

What is even more surprising is that 90% of these all lifted the sandstone weighing more than 6 tons behind.

The audience went from the beginning to the numbness behind.

"I think it's either I'm crazy, or the world is crazy."

A man grabbed his hair crazy and said.

"So, are you all the legendary sweeping monks?"

Another man looked at the humanity around him.

"Am I not a qualified melon-eating crowd? Are there so many requirements for melon-eating now?"

"It's really exaggerating. Are people now so low-key?"

This made everyone shocked, if one or two big guys appeared in the crowd.

This is acceptable.

But 30 people and 27 people were able to lift 6 tons of sandstone, which was difficult to calm down.

This illusion makes ordinary people present feel that they are born to make up numbers.

Standing among the crowd, I felt an inexplicable feeling of being out of place.

Because it is very likely that in front of you, this person with an ordinary appearance and a very poor clothing character is a fierce man who can lift 6 tons. Do you dare to believe it?

The muscular man's mentality at the beginning was even more collapsed.

There were 30 people coming up, and 27 people could lift them up, and those who didn't lift them were not necessarily worse than him.

Then what's the use of his fitness?

This is too shocking.

People on the live broadcast have already made comments.

"The feeling of the monk sweeping the floor everywhere!"

"I just want to know if the students standing there are shaking their legs?"

"If it were me, I would be too trembling to stand up."

"It's not just that I can't stand up, I can't even climb."

"Please ask for the psychological shadow area of ​​the big man who came to power at the beginning."

"I have attained this as infinite. Don't ask me why I know it, it has been written on his face."

"The anchor King Kong Barbie is so bad that he actually gave the man a close-up. It's so bad that he's so bad, but I like it."

...

On the platform, among the 27 winners at this time, Bai Bailian's mentality was a little shattered.

"You shouldn't have come up."

"What? I can't bear to give up your 1 billion imperial currency bonus?"

"This is not a problem with the bonus. Are you here just for the bonus?"

"Of course not, isn't there any posts on the Tao?"

"I...didn't you notice that the group of big guys below didn't move? Why did you rush up as soon as this guy spoke?"

"under?"

"Big Boss?"

"What's the meaning?"

"There are many big guys who are practicing the ultimate form and transformation essence below. Do you think I came up voluntarily? They were all forced. They didn't want to show up, so they caught a strong man."

"That's me, and you guys who get the post will also be their targets, and those who come down are all bait."

After Bai Bailian finished explaining, he looked at the second middle-aged man who raised the barbell and said:
Chapter completed!