Chapter 664: What is he trying to do?

The scene of the Longyun Games.

Waves of fervor followed one after another.

It was completely unstoppable.

Xie Tianyao was very happy.

This kind of grand event was simple and easy to execute, could showcase the great power of Longyan, and could crush these barbarians!

Finally, it could also stir up the patriotic sentiments of the populace.

Amazing! Liu Zheng, truly amazing!

This was much livelier than his own Christmas Ceremony, and the public's sense of participation was much stronger.

Patriotic sentiment and heroism were exactly what the Longyan Dynasty needed right now.

"Emperor, cover up a bit, cover up a bit..."

Grand Eunuch Zhou brought over a handkerchief.

Xie Tianyao laughed heartily and waved his hand: "It's not that serious... isn't this also part of the content of the Longyun Games?"

Those nearby heard this and laughed heartily.

"However..."

Xie Tianyao's expression suddenly changed, and he said gloomily: "Go and investigate. It seems there have already been several cases of stomach discomfort, right? Let me see who is playing tricks!"

"Yes!"

Grand Eunuch Zhou trembled all over.

Over two hundred catties!

The fact that Li Zheng had managed to lift over two hundred catties while suffering from diarrhea was still quite shocking.

Li Xuanya, meanwhile, did not know whether to cry or laugh.

In short.

The people from the Li Dynasty side were cheering non-stop.

It was unclear if they had been overwhelmed by the stench of Li Zheng, but the next few people performed very ordinarily. One hundred catties, over one hundred catties—none of them exceeded two hundred catties.

The quality was still uneven.

All sorts of funny scenes occurred.

Some had diarrhea, some were almost crushed, and some lifted it but couldn't even get it off the ground. Thus, the competition field became an ocean of joy. Amidst the tension, there was laughter.

"Go!"

"Put in some effort!"

Finally, it was the turn of the Wa athlete again.

Mizuno Masashige held his breath, looking coldly at his subordinate! The Samurai trembled all over, terrified. Last night, several had already committed seppuku! If he didn't perform well...

"Ahhhhh!"

This Wa Samurai, with a white headband tied around his head, let out a loud roar and stood before the barbell.

Inside his short body, it was as if an unimaginable amount of energy was hidden.

His roar also attracted the attention of the entire audience.

Because this small person had actually chosen the same two-hundred-and-fifty-catty barbell as Li Zheng—of course, this barbell had certainly been washed.

Could he do it?

This barbell was likely heavier than he was!

"Ahhhhh!"

He moved!

With a sudden burst of strength, the barbell soared into the air; this move drew gasps from the entire crowd.

People could clearly see that because he was exerting too much force, his veins were already bulging.

His feet had already dug deep into the soil.

If this barbell were to drop, it felt like it could take his life at any moment!

He could no longer hold it.

But he was still holding on!

His face was flushed red, even turning iron-blue!

"Ahhhhh!"

He finally lifted it up.

The entire crowd gasped continuously.

However, people could clearly see that he could no longer hold it! His body had begun to contort. According to the rules, the barbell not only had to be lifted but also held for three moments to count as a success. During this process, his body had already reached its limit!

"Ahhhhh!"

Extreme pain made his face look ferocious, but his body remained motionless.

Everyone in the arena stared in a daze.

They couldn't help but gasp.

He had held it for three seconds!

But...

With a loud boom, the barbell crashed down, and this Samurai, under the eyes of the people, was smashed into a meat patty!

The entire arena fell into a deathly silence.

A bloody mess! Dead on the spot!

Everyone couldn't help but swallow hard.

Too ruthless!

This person is just too ruthless! For the sake of a score, does he not even want his life?

The referee was also dumbfounded.

How is this supposed to be counted?

Mizuno Masashige roared excitedly: "My lord, this counts as a score, right! This score is valid, right! This cannot be discounted! The person is already dead!"

Everyone who heard this felt their hair stand on end.

What kind of person is this! The person is already dead, and you still care about whether there is a score!

Animal!

Worse than a beast!

Liu Zheng also did not expect such a situation to occur, and his brows were tightly furrowed.

"The score is valid!"

After deliberating for a while, the referee still gave the result.

Upon hearing this, the Wa people cheered and jumped for joy, even becoming somewhat carried away! They did not care in the slightest about their comrade who had already been smashed into a meat patty. This situation made people feel incomparably chilled. These Barbarians are truly terrifying! Is this even human thinking?

But regardless of anything else.

They complied with the rules, and the score is valid!

Under the incredulous gaze of the entire audience and the cheers of the Wa people, this bloody, mangled corpse was carried away.

Two hundred and fifty jin!

Mizuno Masashige thought that, at the very least, this should be enough to take a Bronze Medal!

That Batu...

Wanting to beat him is almost not even worth thinking about.

A Bronze Medal, a human life, what does it even matter!

"Batu!"

"Batu!"

Next, it was time for the strongman of the Qiang People Royal Court, Batu, to take the stage. As soon as this mountain-like existence appeared, he let out a heaven-shaking, wild laugh. To say it shook the surroundings in all directions is no exaggeration at all.

This gave everyone a fright.

Such a fierce man, who could withstand him?

Batu stood directly in front of the three-hundred-jin barbell!

Then, with a look of contempt, he scanned the surroundings.

Three hundred jin!

Exclamations arose everywhere.

He is directly challenging three hundred jin; is this something a human can achieve?

The whole arena held its breath.

Batu grinned and grabbed the barbell with both hands.

He lifted it with ease.

The barbell went straight over his head!

"Holy cow!"

"This..."

"Is this even human?"

"Good heavens!"

Shock!

Astonishment!

At two hundred and fifty jin, that person died.

At three hundred jin, he did it with ease and was still laughing loudly.

The gap!

This is the gap!

Bang!

After holding it steady for three seconds, he threw the barbell in his hands and laughed wildly again.

"Little shrimp, how about you admit defeat?"

He looked provocatively at Wang Deming again and laughed mockingly.

Not human!

He is not human!

This is an inhuman existence!

Faced with this provocation, the entire audience fell completely silent.

The strong have such qualifications.

The strong can mock others and make them shut up.

Everyone looked at Wang Deming with pity.

Just admit defeat.

Admitting defeat in front of such a person is nothing shameful.

Isn't it just a Gold Medal?

We don't want it!

We are not those animals from the Wa nation, who would throw away human lives just for a medal!

"Admit defeat!"

"Try lifting it!"

"Friendship first, competition second!"

"Right, you already have a lot of courage just by standing here!"

The audience was very understanding.

Wang Deming gave a simple, honest smile.

He felt this goodwill from his own people.

However.

He had never thought about giving up.

He was a farmer.

But he also knew that in the vast Longyan, how could he let these barbarians be arrogant, domineering, and imposing here!

He would not allow it!

Longyan would not allow it!

He stretched his muscles and bones.

He walked up to the barbell.

He first walked up to the two-hundred-jin barbell.

People all breathed a sigh of relief.

Two hundred jin would be fine.

But, he did not stop; he walked over to the two-hundred-and-fifty-jin one.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

That would also be fine...

It is acceptable to challenge two hundred and fifty jin...

Yet.

He still did not stop...

The entire venue suddenly fell silent.

What is he trying to do?