Chapter 117: Sky-lifting (Thanks to the leader of 'Qingqingqiaoqiaohehe')

Just as Zhang Yu was silently conserving his energy, an exclamation was heard from the stadium.

In the live broadcast room, Gangshan looked at the words 10,000 kilograms on the sky column and asked in surprise: "Are you going to challenge such a high weight in the second round?"

Xiong Wenwu was seen walking onto the stage slowly, his eyes fixed on the pillar of sky that was pressing down bit by bit above his head, as if he was looking at a sky that was collapsing towards him.

The next moment, his pair of bear-paw-like hands slammed hard at the sky pillar that was pressing down with a loud bang.

Accompanied by a loud bang, Xiong Wenwu's muscles were tense, veins bulged, and blood appeared from his clenched teeth.

But even with such force, the Sky Pillar showed no sign of stopping falling, as if it was going to crush Xiong Wenwu on the stage inch by inch...completely.

However, in the next moment, accompanied by Xiong Wenwu's roar, it seemed that the sound of a dragon's roar was heard over the stadium, shocking countless students and spectators.

At the same time, a cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded all over Xiong Wenwu's body.

The black dragon scales were like stretched clothes, with bloody cracks appearing one after another.

It turned out that the skin and scales could not withstand the excessive power explosion of Xiong Wenwu, and were torn apart by the violently expanding muscles.

As the blood mist erupted from Xiong Wenwu's body, the originally falling sky pillar gradually stopped, and was even pushed upwards several inches with another of his roars.

The 10,000 kg challenge was a success.

Hu Yuntao in the audience roared to the sky, leading the Hongta people on the scene to cheer.

Gangshan was surprised and said, "He fought so hard in the second round? His muscles must have been seriously strained, right? With such a serious injury, he will definitely not be able to participate in the next round."

"But for the 10,000 kg result, no one here except Yu Xinghan could possibly surpass it. It all depends on whether Yu Xinghan can give it a try in the next round."

Le Jingchen looked at Xiong Wenwu walking off the stage, but found that this was not the case.

The opponent's injuries...are recovering quickly.

He thought to himself, "The Black Dragon bloodline gives them extraordinary recovery ability? Plus..."

Looking at the medical team rushing towards Xiong Wenwu, Le Jingchen felt that in the third round of Sky Pillar, Xiong Wenwu might not appear again.

Le Jingchen said with emotion: "Xiong Wenwu's 10,000 kg performance will definitely stimulate other players. The next round will be exciting."

…

As the second round came to an end, the contestants began to report their target weight for the final round.

As the staff member was registering, he thought to himself, "Were they inspired by Xiong Wenwu's desperate effort? They both fought so hard..."

At this moment, his eyes suddenly focused, and he raised his head to look at Zhang Yu in front of him: "Are you sure about this number?"

After repeated confirmation, the staff still recorded the target weight reported by Zhang Yu, but a question arose in their minds: "Is this crazy?"

at the same time.

On the other side, in the rest area of ​​Bailong High School.

Yu Xinghan, who was about to report his target weight... was stopped.

Yu Xinghan said to Li Xuelian on the other end of the phone: "Senior Sister, why are you trying to stop me? You know my strength. This weight is definitely no problem."

Li Xuelian said calmly: "But if you explode with overload, you will get hurt."

"Xinghan, your body is very strong, but this also means that it is very expensive to repair your body."

"I don't want to waste my father's money on medical expenses."

Yu Xinghan said, "What about the contract? If Xiong Wenwu wins the next round, I can only get second place in this round."

Li Xuelian said calmly: "Even if you are second in this level, you are first in the total score, so you are still the champion of this sports competition."

"Don't waste money on some insignificant rankings."

Yu Xinghan still felt aggrieved.

Especially when he thought that his strength was obviously stronger than Xiong Wenwu's, but he couldn't burst out and crush the opponent in one breath, and instead might lose the first place in the last level to the opponent... He felt that the "Tianwu Lianxin Jue" running in his mind also became unsmooth.

As if sensing Yu Xinghan's dissatisfaction, Li Xuelian warned him, "Xinghan, understand that your body no longer belongs to you. Everything you have belongs to your father. You have no right to consume assets and money that do not belong to you."

"That's what my father meant."

After Li Xuelian ended the call, she thought to herself, "The long-term practice of Tianwu Refining Heart Technique has made his thoughts somewhat rigid. This is a good opportunity to suppress them. It can also be regarded as a preparation for the next book of heart technique."

As for the ranking in the competition, Li Xuelian had no worries.

After all, Yu Xinghan had accumulated too much of an advantage in the first three levels. Even if Xiong Wenwu took the first place in this level, it would not matter. Yu Xinghan would still be the champion of the sports competition, and his advertising and endorsement contracts with Bailong High School and Xianyun Group would proceed smoothly.

On the other side, after Yu Xinghan hung up the phone, he crushed the phone with his five fingers with a bang. A chill emanated from his body, and no high school students around dared to approach him.

After a long time, under the repeated urging of the staff, he walked over with a frosty face and began to report his target weight for the final round.

…

As the last round of Sky Column began, the contestants were no longer as conservative as in the previous round. Instead, they gave it their all and began to challenge their own limits.

So some people succeed, some fail, and some get hurt.

Gangshan said: "Everyone is giving it their all in this round. The specific number of the target weight is also very interesting. I think the contestants who can set the target weight more accurately should have a more thorough understanding of their own limit strength."

Le Jingchen nodded and said, "In theory, the more you understand your body and condition, the more accurate the weight you can set."

When Bai Zhenzhen came on stage, the number displayed on the sky column was 8050 kilograms.

As enormous pressure came from the palms, the scars on Bai Zhenzhen's body turned red again, as if dragon claws were slowly squeezing her body.

It seemed that due to the excitement of the speed competition, Bai Zhenzhen's scar became more and more crimson, emitting a ruby-like luster.

And when Bai Zhenzhen pushed up the Sky Pillar with a loud shout, several scars finally opened, staining her body with blood.

Bai Zhenzhen groaned in pain and yelled in her heart, "Damn body... hold on! I want to get into the top 10!"

After holding on for 5 seconds, Bai Zhenzhen finally let go of her hands that were supporting the sky pillar and walked down the platform covered in blood.

Wang Hai immediately ran up and sighed helplessly: "You know your situation, why didn't you report more weight?"

Bai Zhenzhen smiled slightly but didn't say anything, but thought to herself: "In the last martial arts competition, I didn't have the money or the confidence to fight to the end."

"This time Yuzi won the championship and helped me reimburse my medical expenses. I can finally relax a little."

Thinking of this, Bai Zhenzhen looked at Zhang Yu, who was still immersed in his own world, and said to herself, "Very good, Yuzi, hold on. I'm counting on you to reimburse the medical expenses for my injuries."

At this moment, Bai Zhenzhen felt a heat wave coming towards her, and saw Le Mulan, who was passing by and was about to go on stage, with steam coming out of his body, as if he was about to be cooked.

Bai Zhenzhen secretly complained in her heart: "How much medicine did he take? Is he going to turn into an alchemy furnace?"

Le Mulan recalled the process of taking medicine backstage.

The competition coach said worriedly, "Even if it's President Le Jingchen's request, isn't this amount too dangerous?"

Le Mulan said nonchalantly, "Give it to me."

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

She slowly said to the camera on the side: "For other students, this level is just a challenge to their strength limit, but for me who has undergone super metabolism surgery, this level can also challenge my limit of taking medicine."

After showing the potions one by one, Le Mulan pushed them into her body one by one. After a moment, she felt her heart beating violently and her face turned red in an instant.

"My goal is 9,000 kilograms, which is a result that only strength athletes can achieve, but now I can do it!"

On the stage, after Le Mulan supported the 9,000-kilogram sky pillar for 5 seconds with her whole body trembling, she suddenly fell to the ground and she felt her leg bones were broken.

But facing the countless cameras and the countless subsequent public opinions, she knew that she could not show weakness, because this was her responsibility and obligation as an important person to be trained in the family.

So she tried hard to support her legs and walked off the stage as if nothing had happened.

As soon as she stepped off the stage, she was immediately surrounded by many cameras. Although Le Mulan felt a little dizzy, she still finished the advertising slogan after being reminded by the competition coach.

As Le Mulan successfully reached 9,000 kg, Song Hailong supported a weight of 9,300 kg, Hu Yuntao supported 9,800 kg with blood all over his body, and Yu Xinghan broke through 10,001 kg, becoming the second player in the venue to successfully challenge the 10,000 kg sky column.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xiong Wenwu, with blood still on his body, slowly walked onto the stage.

But just as everyone was looking forward to Xiong Wenwu's performance, Wang Hai discovered something strange.

"Where's Zhang Yu? Why hasn't he come on stage yet?"

"Is he ranked behind Xiong Wenwu?"

“How many kilograms did he report?”

At the same time, Xiong Wenwu once again looked up at the slowly descending sky column, feeling the dark column gradually obscuring his sight, as if the sky had fallen down.

And this feeling of the sky falling... he has experienced it countless times since he was a child.

Every screening at the breeding base, every time a companion was eliminated, every exam after entering high school... every time was so tense, so scary, and made him feel helpless.

Just like at this moment, when he tried to hold up his palms to withstand the pressure coming from the sky.

But he could only feel the 10,800 kilograms weight pressing down on him with an unstoppable force, forcing him to lower his head, bend his back, and kneel on the ground.

The referee at the side asked: "Xiong Wenwu, do you want to continue?"

Xiong Wenwu did not hear what the referee said. His mind was only thinking about the order given by his father.

"10,800 kilograms, this number should be achievable, right? Shouldn't strength be your strong point? If you can't do this, who will buy the new technology launched by Hongta?"

"Injuried?"

“How can we demonstrate the repair capabilities brought by new technologies without getting hurt?”

"Being injured is a good thing. The more serious the injury, the more it demonstrates your ability to recover."

At this moment, Xiong Wenwu's muscles became tighter and tighter, his teeth seemed to be broken, and his heart beat violently like a car engine.

I can do it! I can do it, Father! I am no longer the person I used to be, who could only accept the fate and watch the sky fall.

Now I have studied, practiced Taoism, and am a high school student! I am a gifted child who will enter college!

Now I can hold up the sky! Roar! With the muscles in his arms bursting, Xiong Wenwu suddenly held up the descending sky pillar.

Then, as his huge body stood up with a bang, the sky pillar was pushed back a distance of one meter.

Along with broken muscles and ruptured bones, blood splattered all over Xiong Wenwu's body, and a trickle of blood from his internal organs flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The next 5 seconds felt like a lifetime to him.

When Xiong Wenwu reacted, he had already fallen on the stage.

Looking at Hu Yuntao who rushed in front of him, Xiong Wenwu murmured: "Did... did it succeed?"

Hu Yuntao nodded repeatedly and said excitedly: "Brother! It worked! With your promotion this time, the Black Dragon Bloodline technology will definitely sell well this time!"

At the same time, a camera immediately followed and began to record Xiong Wenwu's entire recovery process.

Hu Yuntao encouraged him, "Brother! Please hold on and don't get dizzy! There are still some slogans to say..."

Just as Xiong Wenwu was being carried away, the people of Hongta excitedly called out the title of first place, and many students and spectators were also impressed by Xiong Wenwu's achievement.

The sky pillar on the stage shook slightly, and a number appeared.

12531 kg.

Everyone just realized, there are still masters?! ——Qidian's Battle of the Gods competition officially started today. Thanks to everyone's previous nominations, I am eligible to eat the buffet of Oasis Group. Although I am only qualified to eat in the toilet recently, I still hope that everyone can give me some exclusive commemorative monthly tickets for Battle of the Gods. The chapter fragments for repayment are almost complete, and I should be able to repay the next chapter the day after tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)