Douluo: Don't think I'm just an assistant soul master

"No, Xiaopang is weak, he can't lift thirty kilograms, just give him ten kilograms." Xia Zhi uttered a voice to stop Xia Qi's radical behavior.

"Xia Zhi, how heavy is your rock?" Zhong Wuchang asked beside Xia Zhi.

He looked at the stone in Xia Zhi's arms, it didn't look like a very light stone.

"My piece is [-] kilograms, try to see if it's heavy, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it if you go straight up to [-] kilograms." A seven-year-old child exercises with [-] kilograms of strength.

Few children can do it, but because Douluo Dalu is different from the ordinary world, children start earlier, so they can adapt to a certain strength.

However, twenty kilograms is already considered heavy.

"No need to try, uncle, I want a fifteen kilogram stone." Zhong Wuchang raised his right hand.He knew the gap between himself and Xia Zhi.

The gap between the two is reflected in the Tai Chi confrontation. Although he is a defensive soul master, he will not arrogantly think that he is so powerful.

"Are you sure about fifteen kilograms?" Xia Qi asked with a smile.

"I'm sure."

Xia Qi nodded: "Okay, fifteen kilograms, I'll smash one for you."

His method is very simple, smashing the stone with both hands, and then smashing it with a black diamond. The whole process cannot be separated from the word smashing.

The scalps of Xia Zhi and the two felt numb.

Mang Chengxia weeps like this, whoever saw it, couldn't help shaking a few times?

"Your stone, catch it." Xia Qi threw it with one hand.

"Aw~" Zhong Wuchang had sharp eyes and quick hands, hugging the stone with both hands, his upper body slightly bent, the weight of the stone fell, and he almost couldn't bear it.

"Let's do it, the body will be round within a month, and the body will increase several times than before." Xia Qi lay on the side with a bored face.

Xia Zhi knows Tai Chi, and Zhong Wuchang knows Tai Chi. He happens to collect the advantages and disadvantages of Tai Chi so that he can correct it and make it a suitable move for him.

"If you don't have the strength, use your soul power. In normal times, use Tai Chi to pan him." Xia Zhi explained to Zhong Wuchang while panning the stone.

There is a Tai Chi move called Four Liang Diao Qian Jin, which uses a small force to make a big force, and the two just used this move to move the stone.

Xia Zhi has a good physique, swinging his hands like waves, even though the stones are rolling on his arms and chest, he persists and will succeed sooner or later.

"Father, did you see Liu Hao a month ago? It's the kid from the next village. According to the grandfather of the village head, he visited the clinic before he passed away." Xia Zhi suddenly remembered this.

He originally wanted to go home and ask Joan, but a series of events that happened that day made him forget about it.

Xia Qi said: "I have a little impression, why, you know him very well?"

"Not very familiar, but he seemed to have spoken to me before he died, but I didn't care, and forgot what he said." Xia Zhi hugged the stone.

"I heard from the village chief's grandfather that he went back to the village by himself, saying that he was going to die, and he went to the hospital before he died. Is there such a thing?"

"He talked to you?" Xia Qi grasped the information, and suddenly sat up straight while lying on the grass, his eyes widened: "Did he hold a book in his hand at that time?"

"I don't remember, my head hurts just thinking about it." Xia Zhi shook his head.

Everyone said that memories made him want to cry, but his head flew up from the pain when he recalled.

"Damn... that idiot made a mistake again!"

Xia Qi got up cursing and got up, and said: "I have to take a step ahead, don't think too much, continue to rock the stone."

After finishing speaking, he quickly left the back mountain, looking at the distance, he should go back to the village.

"Xia Zhi, uncle?"

The corner of Xia Zhi's mouth twitched: "Who knows, maybe something really happened."

"Let's continue practicing and ignore him."

Lifting up the stone again, the two exchanged ideas while talking and laughing.

Rock panning is a technical job. If the technique is not good, it is easy to smash your feet. At first, Xia Zhi smashed your feet, legs, and ground. It took several days of practice before it became normal.

Even though Zhong Wuchang had the experience of Xia Zhi, he had smashed the back of his feet quite a few times this afternoon.

evening,

Xia Zhi and the two rested, and the whole arm became stiff due to the stretching of the rock.

"Did you feel that Panyi afternoon stone, the understanding of Tai Chi has gone further?"

"I don't know, I just know that my hands are almost unconscious." Zhong Wuchang's arms were drooping, and the stones were held together for a long time, and his arms were red and purple.

This is only an initial phenomenon. After a long period of time, the hands will be purple and red like scraping.

"You're too humble, you almost don't feel your hands, yet you still have the strength to rest on my shoulders. Maybe this is the improvement visible to the naked eye!" Xia Zhi exclaimed.

Zhong Wuchang retorted: "Where did I put my hand on your shoulder? Isn't my hand here?" Then, he raised his hands slightly.

"You didn't put your hands on my shoulders, and who put them on my shoulders?" Xia Zhi looked at Zhong Wuchang suspiciously, stretched her small face slightly, and saw a pair of pale hands.

next moment,

Xia Zhi and Zhong Wuchang looked to the left almost at the same time, and what they saw was a face without facial features, with white body and purple-black hair. Listening carefully, he let out a stern laugh.

Time seems to be forcibly stopped...

"what!!!!"

As if they were being targeted by demons and monsters, they let out insane roars from their throats. At this moment, the entire back mountain echoed their screams.

"Fuck, climb farther for me!"

Xia Zhi yelled and swung his fist, hitting the faceless man right on the head.

However, his fist went through the Faceless Man's head.

This time, it is even more impossible for the two of them to stay in the back mountain.

Regardless of whether the Faceless Man can catch up or not, the two ran away.

Xia Zhi glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "Stop chasing after me, I'll feed you with boy urine."

The faceless man was a little interesting, he stopped chasing the two when he heard the boy urinating, he stood still and watched them run away, he seemed to be waving at them.

Finally, Xia Zhi and Zhong Wuchang ran to the road in the village, knowing that they were safe, while the others collapsed by the side of the road, retching incessantly.

What the hell, just finished the stone and then ran a six-mile sprint, which is uncomfortable for anyone.

"What's the matter? Children, are you all right?"

The head of Beisi came out from nowhere and asked what the two had sent.

"Houshan, Houshan... there is a faceless man, I punched him in the face, and my hand went through his head, we met a ghost!" Xia Zhi was out of breath and retched again Nausea.

"Houshan? You must have misread it. There are no faceless people in the world. Why didn't I see it?"

The old village chief smiled and said: "You are tired from playing, so you have hallucinations. This is not a good phenomenon. Okay, you two should go home and have a good rest!"

"It's not an illusion, definitely not." Zhong Wuchang shook his head.

The faceless man had left a deep impression on him just now, and the cold aura emanating from his arm pressed against his neck.

The old village head followed Zhong Wuchang's words: "No, definitely not, there are faceless people in the world, okay?"

"I feel that the Faceless Man will definitely come to us again, no, I have to go home now."

Before leaving, Xia Zhi told him: "Little fat, go home quickly and try to protect yourself with the boy's urine. Ghosts are afraid of the boy's urine, so even if they look for you, they won't be able to hurt you."