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The moment Zhang Yang took off his clothes, everything changed. The young man who was full of aristocracy and a bit frail in his movements disappeared and was replaced by the image of a swordsman full of vicissitudes of life, and that frail young man His body also became majestic.
No one thought that underneath the clothes, there would be such a strong body. The bulging strong muscles seemed to contain countless leaping lives, as if they were moving sculptures.
Of course, what made everyone's heart palpitate was not the bulging muscles, but the shocking scars.
The criss-crossing scars are like a series of words that record the story one by one, recording the story of Zhang Yang's struggle on the verge of death in the past few months. Countless memories of the thrilling scenes can be found in these scars.
Zhang Yang's elegant face turned a little ferocious because of the scars.
The slow movements also became a little wild.
This illusion surrounds everyone's heart, making people panic, frightening, and trying to understand the story behind this scar...
As she watched, Wang Yan's eyes fell into confusion and intoxication. The difference between Zhang Yang's body and Young Master Zhou's body made the smell of man stronger, and the feeling of vicissitudes of life was incomparable to Young Master Zhou.
Wang Yan wanted to gently caress Zhang Yang's shocking wounds. She wanted to lean on that strong body and listen to the stories behind those scars. If Young Master Zhou's body was like a flawless work of art, The flamboyant body is like a broken statue that makes people indulge in it, arousing people's boundless reverie.
Among all the people, the only ones who feel different from others are Aze and Liu Biao. Only they can truly understand the danger behind the scars on Zhang Yang's body. Many scars are fatal. They have been killed countless times. The feeling of struggling against the death line is not pleasant, and... Many of those scars were injured to protect the two of them...
Aze and Liu Biao looked at each other with a hint of sadness.
Liu Biao didn't know what Aze was thinking, but he was secretly swearing in his heart.
No matter what happens in the future, as long as Liu Biao is here, Zhang Yang will not be hurt!
Liu Biao gritted his teeth. Subconsciously, he lightly punched Aze... Inadvertently, Aze also punched him, and the fists met in the air with a soft muffled sound, as if they were connected. The two men smiled at each other, and no one understood this. The meaning of a punch will be buried in their hearts forever.
Looking at Zhang Yang's suddenly wild face, Mr. Zhou suddenly felt a little uneasy. He had a bad premonition. He tried hard to restrain this negative emotion. He picked up the wine glass on the coffee table very freely and took a gentle sip to hide his uneasiness.
"I wonder what the rules of this bet are?" Zhang Yang's face was arrogant, but his words were calm, talking to Mr. Zhou. There seems to be no room for change. Mr. Zhou's target is Wang Yan, and Wang Yan has made her attitude very obvious. Zhang Yang has no choice.
Since there is no choice, since there is no leeway, then we must take the opportunity to add insult to injury and take this opportunity to hit him hard. Otherwise, even staying in this capital for one day will be a torture.
Now. Because of Wang Yan, Zhang Yang has walked into this place, which is unavoidable, unless Zhang Yang can avoid it. Of course, this is impossible, because Zhang Yang has already smelled a hint of danger, this danger. It's for Wang Yan.
It can be seen from the huge debt Wang Yan has owed, not to mention that Zhang Yang does not want Wang Yan's noble city to fall into the hands of others.
Noble City has his share of hard work in it!
"How about the flat lift?" Mr. Zhou asked Zhang Yang for his opinion. This was also a test.
"Since this game is up to you, you decide. It's up to you to decide the rules." Zhang Yang spread his hands. A bland expression, actually. Currently, Zhang Yang is using meditation to spread "The Immortal Path" to absorb the energy in the air. He does not dare to absorb it suddenly, for fear of causing power failure problems like in the hotel. At the same time, he is also afraid of being discovered.
Zhang Yang is not sure about weightlifting. This sport is more suitable for Liu Biao. Zhang Yang believes that as long as Liu Biao takes action, even the world champion will be killed by Liu Biao.
I remember that before Liu Biao practiced Kung Fu, he was recuperating in a village in T County, City C. He would hold a sun-drying wheel all over the sun-drying field. The wheel weighed at least two hundred kilograms. Most importantly, the wheel It's not a barbell, so it's hard to exert force. From here you can see how amazing Liu Biao's brute strength is.
"Okay, clean and jerk. The clean and jerk lifts the barbell from the weight bench to the shoulders in one continuous movement. The legs are straight and parallel and remain stationary. First, bend the legs to squat, and then use the leg extension movement to lift the barbell to the arms. Fully straighten, retract your legs parallel and remain still to complete the movement. Let's start with seventy-seven kilograms, and then add five kilograms each time until one party admits defeat. By the way, the bet is still as it was at the beginning, one loses three, how about? "Young Master Zhou didn't care whether Zhang Yang understood it or not. He first explained it carefully and then asked.
Zhang Yang didn't say anything, nodded in agreement, and motioned for Young Master Zhou to bet first. Others seemed to see that Young Master Zhou didn't want them to bet, so they kept silent. Now, it was Zhang Yang and Young Master Zhou who were betting against each other. Of course, Liu Biao wouldn't do that. Giving up any chance, he slammed the necklaces in his hands on the coffee table and made a loud sound to show that he had placed a bet. He always had a blind trust in Zhang Yang, and this kind of trust did not require any reason. .
In fact, Zhang Yang didn't know anything about the standard movements of weightlifting. He had to let Mr. Zhou lift first so that he could have a model and avoid being laughed at.
Soon, someone put the barbell in place and adjusted the weight of the barbell to seventy-seven kilograms.
Seventy-seven kilograms is not a very heavy weight. In most fitness clubs, there are amateur athletes who lift seventy-seven kilograms, and there are a large number of them.
Mr. Zhou's choice of such a level of weight was more of a test. Now, he has put away his contempt. The moment Zhang Yang took off his clothes, he no longer had the initial frivolity.
A person who can survive with so many scars should not be looked down upon no matter what!
Mr. Zhou was not polite. He did a few warm-up exercises, moved his muscles and bones, covered his hands with anti-slip powder, and tried the weight with his hands...
Every move he makes is meticulous, even Zhang Yang can't help nodding. Although this man is arrogant, he is arrogant but not careless. His movements are meticulous and standardized, and his expression is careful and focused. Anyone can see that his whole body The heart is invested.
This is a strength activity, but, at the same time, it is also a skill activity. It is not as strong as people think, and you can win. Many athletes in international competitions cannot lift the weight that they can easily lift in normal training.
"Ouch!"
Mr. Zhou exhaled loudly. Although his expression was solemn, he lifted the barbell very easily on his shoulders and moved with ease. Obviously, this weight was not a challenge for him.
Zhou Shao took a deep breath and did not relax because he could easily lift it to his shoulders. Instead, he bent his legs and squatted very steadily. Then he stretched his legs and arms, and raised the barbell on top of his head in a very standardized manner. Even a layman like Zhang Yang could see that this action was impeccable.
Zhang Yang couldn't help but secretly admire that Young Master Zhou's quality was indeed excellent. Although Zhang Yang didn't understand the taboos of weightlifting, he knew that weightlifting and martial arts training were the same principle. If you try to make the movements gorgeous, it is easy to strain the muscles. From what Young Master Zhou did just now, It was obvious from his movements that he could have lifted the barbell very magnificently and received applause, but he still chose the step-by-step standard movements...
With a "!" sound, the barbell hit the ground heavily, and Mr. Zhou completed this action.
"Please!" There was no proud expression on Mr. Zhou's face, indicating that Zhang Yang could start.
Zhang Yang nodded, first dipped his hand in anti-slip powder, then grabbed a handful of powder and applied it on the barbell rod to make Mr. Zhou's sweat stains disappear.
This is an astonishing bet. The bet is 60 million and those decorations. If it is tripled, it is a very scary figure. Zhang Yang does not dare to be careless at all. Even when doing these actions, Zhang Yang's "The Immortal Road is Long" 》It is also constantly absorbing energy, and the energy absorption process is slow and steady.
The weight of seventy-seven kilograms was an easy weight even for a rookie like Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang moved his muscles and bones and lifted it very easily according to Zhou Shao's movements.
"Okay! Okay! Brother Yang is Brother Yang, and he is so good at weightlifting, quack..." Liu Biao laughed like a duck, and then heard him clapping desperately.
"Zhang Yang is invincible, Zhang Yang is invincible, come on Zhang Yang!" Fortunately, Liu Biao did not remain silent, and Wang Yan, who was sitting far away, also applauded desperately, her little face flushed with excitement, and she was extremely excited. (Quanben Novel Network www.QuAnBen-XIaoShuo.com)