Chapter 1845: Is This Even Human?

Bang, bang, bang!

The highly rhythmic thumping always makes one's hormones soar along with it. This is exactly how Heiti'eli is right now.

He spreads his arms, which seem to span over two meters, directly blocking everyone behind him.

Who dares to step forward?

A single slap from him has the force to kill an ox.

Terrifying!

He is like a moving small mountain; the less courageous Liangshan People dare not even get close. This big blockhead even slaps his own pant-leg-tugging companions, let alone others... Consequently, many feel that rather than risking death to overtake him, it is better to settle for being second... In any case, the entire "Iron Triathlon" still has two events remaining.

As for those hurdles and the pole-climbing later, could his physique possibly manage them?

They all think this way.

How could Liu Zheng and the others not think the same?

There is still a chance...

Huobu Zhuoli still has a chance later. When the test of agility comes, the opportunity will arrive.

However...

Next.

They still feel they were too naive.

The far-leading Heiti'eli is the first to reach the hurdles, and just when people are waiting to see the joke of this clumsy big bear... he sneers coldly, and actually grabs the hurdle with both hands, performing a move like uprooting a willow tree; that massive, sturdy hurdle is actually pulled right up by him...

Pulled right up!

Hundreds of thousands of people are stunned silly all at once.

He actually doesn't intend to jump over it, but pulls it up directly? This maneuver undoubtedly brings immense shock to the hearts of everyone at the scene.

Invincible!

Domineering!

Shouts rise one after another.

The next moment, the hurdle is completely crushed in his hands.

"I..."

Huobu Zhuoli, the first person following behind Heiti'eli, almost cries upon seeing this situation.

How is one supposed to play this!

Is this even human? He had hoped this hurdle might block Heiti'eli for a moment, but as it turns out...

After dodging the hurdle thrown over, Huobu Zhuoli can only continue to follow behind Heiti'eli, waiting for an opportunity.

"Kill that guy!"

Shama Zhuoyi laughs loudly, incomparably arrogant.

With Heiti'eli as his trump card, victory is within his grasp, and he shouts fiercely.

Heiti'eli looks back at Huobu Zhuoli and sneers coldly: "No rush, I'll deal with you later!"

The hurdle has already been destroyed.

The people behind benefit from this as well.

However, the next event is pole-climbing...

Everyone cannot help but think, you could destroy the hurdle, but surely you can't do that with the pole-climbing? Pole-climbing involves everyone taking a long bamboo pole, then climbing up to the high tower, and then coming back down.

With Heiti'eli's physique, how could he climb?

Ten bamboo poles probably wouldn't be enough to support him alone!

And so.

These people are no longer afraid of Heiti'eli, rushing forward frantically to snatch the bamboo poles. Only Huobu Zhuoli keeps his guard up, waiting to see...

Sure enough.

The big bear will not disappoint.

Heiti'eli sneers coldly, suddenly reaching out to grab the first Liangshan person who runs beside him and slamming him fiercely onto the ground! Then comes the second, the third, the fourth... Soon, these Liangshan People form a small mountain of bodies in front of Heiti'eli.

Then.

Heiti'eli just steps on this small mountain and leisurely climbs up the high tower.

"Pfft..."

"What is this? Don't, those are our own people, our own people!"

"This is allowed?"

Damn it!

The people at the scene are all about to spit out their drinks. This is a pole-climbing competition, hey! Not only do you not climb the pole, but you also beat everyone else down?

Liu Zheng also wipes his face fiercely: "Doesn't this count as a foul?"

"A foul?"

Huobu Quli shakes his head: "My Lord, the Torch Festival is just for fun; there is no such thing as a foul. The Liangshan People all worship the strong!"

"I..."

Liu Zheng smiles bitterly.

The strong?

Yes.

This one is very strong, but he doesn't follow the rules at all!

He is simply an existence that crushes everything!

Those people have all become stepping stones for this Heiti'eli.

Huobu Zhuoli was extremely happy at this moment; it was fortunate that his reaction was fast, right? Watching Heiti'eli, who had already climbed up the high building, and those wailing people who were just about to crawl up from the ground, he hurried over, bang bang bang! He unleashed a flurry of beatings, and this small mountain of people once again became his steps...

"XXX!"

"Huobu Zhuoli, you turtle grandson!"

"When this is over, see how I deal with you!"

That group of people couldn't afford to provoke Heiti'eli, but couldn't they afford to provoke Huobu Zhuoli? One by one, they cursed loudly.

Huobu Zhuoli didn't care at all and laughed heartily.

The third event...

Shooting!

Atop the high building, there were quite a few bows and arrows placed there at this time, and several hundred meters in front of the high building were the targets.

Finally, something relatively fair.

Huobu Zhuoli breathed a sigh of relief.

Archery is something you surely can't...

His internal monologue hadn't even finished.

He was once again stunned by the Heiti'eli before his eyes.

This guy first picked up a bow and arrow, drew it to a full draw... and then this bow was actually snapped by him just like that... snapped... snapped?

Huobu Zhuoli was about to cry.

How much strength must that take?

Then.

Heiti'eli, who seemed somewhat impatient, tossed the broken bow in his hand aside casually, picked up an arrow with one hand... closed one eye, aimed with a single eye, and that arrow was thrown out by him with force!

Thrown...

The arrow, wrapped in immense force, flew out, and almost the very next second, the arrow appeared in the bullseye of one of the targets.

The entire venue suddenly went silent.

Every single person there had eyes wide with disbelief.

This...

Is this something a human can do?

"Cough, cough..."

Liu Zheng was almost choked to death by a mouthful of water.

I...

Can I regret this?

Or is it more dignified to just admit defeat at this time?

Crying.

Everyone wanted to cry.

Huobu Zhuoli tremblingly picked up a bow and arrow, hit the bullseye on his third attempt, and then followed by jumping down from the high building.

Only.

Just after jumping down, he, like Liu Zheng, regretted it.

This high building.

When his feet just touched the ground, a powerful killing intent already enveloped him.

A bone-chilling cold.

The air seemed to have frozen.

At this moment, the gazes of the hundreds of thousands of people at the scene were also simultaneously fixed on Heiti'eli and Huobu Zhuoli.

The gap was simply too large.

It was as if a black bear were facing a small child.

The scene was simply unwatchable.

"Do it!"

"Kill him!"

"Black bear, tear him apart!"

The tribesmen of the Zhongkujiao shouted excitedly, as if they wouldn't be worthy of the face they lost in the first round of horse racing if there wasn't a loss of life today.

They needed hot blood!

They needed bloodshed!

The final round.

It was time for real combat.

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