Taoyuan little fisherman

Chapter 653 The Real Hercules
As soon as they left, Da Zhuang came back from collecting herbs.

This time he didn't ride a bird, he ran back from the forest.

He held a bundle of herbs in one hand, and a stone pot made of bluestone in the other, which seemed to weigh several hundred catties.

Ordinary people would have to spend a lot of effort to move this pot. Everyone was shocked to see that Da Zhuang was able to run with the pot in his hand.

Especially among the muscular men who are pushing iron in the crowd, there is no one who is not envious of Da Zhuang's strong body.

For them, this is no longer the ceiling of the fitness industry, it is simply the outer space of the fitness industry.

Da Zhuang put the herbs and stone pot on the ground, and everyone came to watch.

The black boy was already covered in red rashes all over his face and body. It was so itchy that he was about to collapse, and he was in a semi-comatose state.

Wang Tianhui sorted out the herbs, picked out the usable parts, and prepared the same amount of each of the five herbs, and then collected them together.

"You can't light a fire in the Crystal City, it will destroy the cultural relics here, Da Zhuang, go dig a hole outside the city and pick up some dry firewood." Wang Tianhui said.

"I'm here to help too!"

"And I!"

"It will be enough if a few more people gather dry firewood together."

"Da Zhuang is tired, everyone move their hands, come together!"

Everyone saw Da Zhuang working so hard carrying a stone pot weighing several hundred kilograms and coming back from such a long distance, and before he could rest, he was going to dig a hole to collect dry firewood, so they all volunteered to help.

It's true that everyone gathered firewood with high flames. In just a while, more than a dozen young people picked up a small pile of dry firewood.

At this time, Da Zhuang and the two strong fitness men also dug the hole together.

"Da Zhuang, don't move here, we're going to lift the pot, you have a good rest." The strongest muscular man in the crowd said proactively.

He mainly wanted to test how far he was from Da Zhuang.

He was sweating all over from digging holes, and took off his shirt directly, revealing his enviable muscular body.

When the women saw his figure, they all gasped in surprise, being attracted by him.

The muscular man showed off his muscles and walked towards the stone pot with his arms crossed.

The diameter of the stone pot is nearly one meter, very thick, and it is the densest and heaviest bluestone.

The muscular man took a deep breath, thinking about how relaxed Da Zhuang was running while carrying the pot.

Maybe the pot just looks heavy, maybe it's very light.

He took a few deep breaths, and as soon as he exerted his strength, the muscles all over his body instantly swelled up.

The women let out a burst of exclamation.

"come on!"

Amid the cheers of the crowd, the muscular man grabbed the edge of the stone pot and gave a loud shout to use his strength.

However, the stone pot only swayed a bit, and did not leave the ground at all.

"Oh my god, how heavy is this pot?!" Everyone exclaimed in low voices.

The muscular man tried two more times, but he couldn't lift it up. The blood vessels all over his head and body exploded because of the excessive force.

After the third failure, he knew how big the difference in strength between himself and Da Zhuang was, so he stopped trying to be brave, and called his two friends.

Although the two friends do not have the exaggerated muscles of this muscular man, they are also at the level of bodybuilders.

The three vigorous ten, forming a triangle, lifted the side of the stone pot respectively, exerting force together.

"Wow, as expected of a Hercules, lift it up!" Someone took the lead in cheering, and everyone applauded.

At the same time, I was even more shocked by Da Zhuang's practice.

Although they lifted it up, the three strong men were all blushing and their necks were thick.

"My God, the three strong men are so strenuous to lift up, yet Da Zhuang can run with a pot in one hand, it's terrifying."

"You don't know anything about Da Zhuang's strength, now you know how powerful he is?"

"No wonder Mr. Wang asked Da Zhuang to be responsible for the security work alone. With him around, who would dare to be dishonest?"

"I said Da Zhuang could kill me with one finger, no one should refute it?"

"I don't believe it. It's too exaggerated to use your fingers. It can blow you two miles in one breath."

"Uh……"

Amidst the whispered discussions among the crowd, the three strong men finally stopped due to exhaustion after walking a distance of less than five meters.

The stone pot fell to the ground with a bang, and everyone hurried to watch it, for fear of smashing the ground.

"Don't worry, everyone, the floor tiles under our feet are also made of bluestone, so they won't break."

When Wang Tianhui said that, everyone felt at ease.

"It can't be done, I can't lift it, I still have to be strong, we are convinced." The muscular man conceded.

The other two waved their hands again and again, saying that this is a task that cannot be completed at all.

Just as the muscular man was about to call Da Zhuang for help, Wang Tianhui spoke first.

"Count me in, it might be easy for the four of us to lift."

"You? Mr. Wang, are you kidding me?"

The muscular man glanced at Wang Tianhui's thin figure. Wang Tianhui's waist was not as thick as his arms, not to mention his arms, which were white and long, and the muscle outline was not very obvious.

Everyone also felt that Wang Tianhui was joking, and some even laughed.

"Mr. Wang, although you are smart, your strength is not good. I think your body may not be as strong as mine."

"Stop making trouble, let Da Zhuang come, you can't do it."

"Be careful of getting hurt, this is not something ordinary people can try."

"Mr. Wang is really humorous."

Everyone was talking and laughing, Wang Tianhui didn't take it seriously at all, walked straight to the stone pot, and grabbed the side of the pot.

"Come on, don't you know if you try it? Could it be that you have no strength?"

When Wang Tianhui said this, the three muscular men quit.

You can say we can't do it, but you can't say we have no strength.

This is simply a mockery of bodybuilders.

"Come on, let's lift it with Mr. Wang again, let him experience what real weight is!"

The three muscular men switched positions, and the four of them each took one side.

"1, 2, 3! Start!"

Wang Tianhui yelled a slogan, and the four of them worked together, and the stone pot was lifted up.

Almost at the same time, shocked expressions appeared on the faces of the three muscular men.

They haven't fully exerted their strength yet, how come they got up?

And how did the stone pot become lighter?
Wang Tianhui walked in the front, holding the edge of the stone pot with one hand, and pulled the three people behind him to carry the stone pot forward.

The expressions of the three muscular men were a bit complicated, and they looked at each other, Monk Zhanger couldn't figure it out.

But the people who eat melons don't know what's going on, and they think it's quite interesting.

"Haha, it turned out that I was short of strength. Mr. Wang can lift it up after patching it up."

"It's no wonder that straw can crush a camel's back. Sometimes the limit of weight is there, as long as you break through it, it will be different."

"It's still three muscular buddies, a little help from someone will be fine."

"Mr. Wang is smart. After seeing this, it's really different if you have a good brain."

The three muscular men carried the stone pot, and the blood vessels on their arms had no chance to burst out, because they didn't use much strength at all.

And the most frightening thing was that they felt that they were being led away by Wang Tianhui.

(End of this chapter)