For others, pushing a huge stone mill weighing more than 2,000 kilograms from the bottom of the hillside to the top of the mountain is almost an impossible task, because this task would require a person's strength to an abnormal level.
The big stone roller was originally used to flatten the ground when building roads and was pulled by oxen and horses. Even with two oxen it would be difficult to pull the big stone roller up, let alone a human.
However, Yan Liqiang was an exception. Yan Liqiang did not think that Elder Li was joking with him by asking him to push the stone mill to the top of the mountain, because if one wanted to learn powerful spear skills, it was impossible without great strength. Yan Liqiang had already deeply experienced this in recent days. Skills can make up for the lack of strength to a certain extent, and strength can also surpass skills to a certain extent. However, superb martial arts and spear skills must be the combination of strength and skills. Before, Elder Li asked him whether the basic skills of spear skills had been perfected, which was an interrogation of basic spear skills, and asking him to push the stone mill up the mountain was a basic requirement for his strength. The more abnormal this basic requirement was, the more powerful the things he would be taught later would be.
Elder Li probably had two purposes for this level. One was to make me give up if I really had the willpower to learn. The other was to make me train my strength for a few years first, to train my strength to the point where I could push the millstone up the hill. If an ordinary person didn't have the talent and willpower, it would take three, five, ten or even a lifetime to train his strength to this point...
Yan Liqiang did not roll the stone mill to the top of the mountain because he thought that the speed was too slow. Instead, he simply held the stone mill weighing more than 2,000 kilograms in both hands and walked up step by step from the bottom of the hill.
With a "boom..." sound, the big stone mill was placed in a conspicuous position at the highest point of the mountain top. Yan Liqiang only had a little sweat on his forehead. The wind from the top of the mountain instantly made him feel cool. Yan Liqiang looked at the small hut at the foot of the mountain, smiled slightly, strode down the hillside, came back to the outside of the hut, and called out, "Elder Li, I have pushed the stone mill to the top of the mountain. Please give me some advice!"
From the time Yan Liqiang left to the time he came back, it took less than three, five, or ten years, just over ten minutes, less than the time of an incense stick.
Yan Liqiang shouted once, but there was no sound in the hut. After a while, Yan Liqiang shouted again, but there was still no sound. After a while, when Yan Liqiang shouted for the third time, an angry voice finally rang out in the hut, "You little bastard, don't think I won't do anything to you just because you have a bronze medal. You are showing off your cleverness here and you dare to play tricks on me. I will break both of your legs today and teach you a lesson first..."
Following this sound, the door of the hut slammed open, knocking the person inside open. Elder Li, with disheveled hair and tattered clothes, rushed out angrily, holding a three-foot-long black fire stick in his hand. He rushed in front of Yan Liqiang and hit Yan Liqiang's legs without saying a word.
Damn it!
Yan Liqiang was startled, but when he saw Elder Li rushing out of the hut angrily with a fire stick in his hand, he was already prepared. When the fire stick came at him, he didn't think twice and took a step with the Nine Palace Wind Shadow Step. He instantly retreated more than ten feet away, causing the first blow of the fire stick in Elder Li's hand to be pulled away.
“That’s right, no wonder you dare to be so rude in front of me. It turns out you have learned some skills to dodge and avoid. I underestimated you…” Elder Li smiled coldly, then his figure flashed, and then he hit Yan Liqiang’s leg with another stick.
When the stick came, for some reason, Yan Liqiang suddenly felt that there was no way to dodge, and no matter how he dodged and jumped, he would be hit on the legs by the stick. When the stick came the second time, it felt to Yan Liqiang that it was no longer a stick, but a shadow of his legs - who could avoid his own shadow? But it would be great if the stick was really a shadow. Before the stick came to him, Yan Liqiang felt that the force of the stick was really going to hit his legs. Even if he had practiced the first level of the Golden Bell Body Protection Divine Art, his legs would probably be broken...
"Damn old man, are you blind? Can't you turn around and take a look yourself..." In a hurry, Yan Liqiang roared angrily. He didn't hide anymore. He just stood there, glaring at the sloppy old man, ready to fight back.
The fire stick suddenly stopped, just touching the pants below Yan Liqiang's right knee. From extremely active to extremely quiet, in an instant, Yan Liqiang's calf was fine, but a two-finger-long piece of fabric on the pants that was touched by the stick was instantly shattered silently...
The pants were stuck to the calf, and when a stick hit them, the pants were torn, but the leg was fine, not a single hair was lost. This kind of control of force has reached the pinnacle of perfection, it is unbelievable, it's like magic.
Yan Liqiang looked at the fire stick stuck to his pants and the hole in his pants. For a moment, he felt his throat get dry and he couldn't help swallowing a few times. It felt so unreal.
The old man stopped and turned around to look. Sure enough, the big stone mill was no longer there at the foot of the hill in the distance, but on the top of the hill, there was a big stone mill standing. Such a scene also shocked the old man, because the old man also knew how difficult it was to push the big stone mill to the top of the hill.
The old man turned around and stared at Yan Liqiang for a few seconds, then his face darkened. "Tell me, who helped you push that millstone up? How dare you play tricks in front of me? I'll beat him to pieces!"
Yan Liqiang sneered, raised his face, and looked unruly. "It's just a stone mill weighing more than 2,000 kilograms. I can easily move it up by myself. Why do I need help from others?"
"You said you put it there yourself?"
"Of course, didn't you say that as long as I get it done, I could come back to you?"
"You know the consequences of telling lies in front of me. I just wanted to break your legs. If you continue to be stubborn, don't blame me for breaking all your limbs!"
"Of course I am responsible for what I say!"
"Okay, then you go to the top of the mountain now and bring the stone mill to me. Since you were able to bring the stone mill up in such a short time just now, it should not be difficult to bring it down now. I will give you half an incense stick of time. If you can't bring it back, I will break your hands and feet and make it impossible for you to heal for ten years. If you want to escape, you can try it!!" The old man looked at Yan Liqiang coldly and knocked on the ground with the fire poker in his hand.
"Okay, then you wait!" Yan Liqiang glanced at the old man and said nothing more. Under the old man's gaze, he turned around and ran up the hillside. In just a few minutes, Yan Liqiang reached the top of the mountain. He picked up the big stone mill with both hands, then put the stone mill on his shoulders, ran down the mountain with big strides, came to the old man, and with a bang, he put the big stone mill on the grass outside the hut, and immediately smashed a big hole in the grass.
The old man watched Yan Liqiang really carry the big stone mill back, his eyes sparkled and his lips trembled. Yan Liqiang had just put down the big stone mill when the old man's strange hands grabbed Yan Liqiang's wrist without saying anything. Then, like a bone-touching master, he used a few fingers to pinch Yan Liqiang's bones, tendons, and muscles, carefully examining them, pinching Yan Liqiang's wrists, arms, shoulders, and back...
"Ah... what are you doing..." Yan Liqiang screamed. He got goose bumps all over his body after being touched randomly by an old man.
"If you want to learn skills, don't move..." the old man shouted loudly and seriously, and Yan Liqiang stopped moving. However, the old man's strange hands did not stop. After pinching Yan Liqiang's back, he pinched down along Yan Liqiang's spine one by one, and finally pinched his thighs, knees, and calves. Finally, the old man stood up and looked at Yan Liqiang with a look that made Yan Liqiang shudder.
"By the way, you just said your name is Yan... What's Yan's name..." The old man's voice suddenly became ten times gentler, and he forced a seemingly friendly smile at Yan Liqiang, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth stained by smoke, which made Yan Liqiang shiver uncontrollably.
"My name is Yan Liqiang!"
"By the way, your name is Yan Liqiang, which is a good name, it means being polite and strong!" The old man nodded, "From today on, I am your master, and you are my apprentice..."
"Wait, this..."
"Why, you want to go back on your word!" The old man suddenly became ferocious and glared at Yan Liqiang. "Just now I asked you to push this stone mill up the mountain. If you push it up, it means you acknowledge that you are my disciple. I never pay attention to red tape when accepting disciples. I emphasize the transmission of knowledge from the heart. You can't deny it even if you want to. Besides, what's wrong with being my disciple? I can pass on my peerless spear skills to you. What else are you dissatisfied with? Do you know how many people cried and shouted to learn a little skill from me? I don't care. It's your blessing that I accept you as my disciple..."
Yan Liqiang was a little amused. Why did he always encounter such a person who forced to accept an apprentice? What kind of fate was this? However, he also felt that this old man was not a bad person except for his strange temper and sloppy appearance. Generally, such a person who could live alone in seclusion in the wild, not seeking wealth, fame or profit, not caring about food and clothing and not harming others, was not really that bad. And a bad person, can he be called a bad person if he doesn't make trouble? Moreover, the skill of the old man's stick just now really made Yan Liqiang amazed. He must have real skills. If he wants to learn his skills, then calling him master is natural.
Thinking of this, Yan Liqiang calmed down, straightened his clothes, bowed deeply to the old man, and said seriously, "Yan Liqiang greets the master!"
(End of this chapter)