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Chapter 26

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On the spacious training field, there were hundreds of tables. The clansmen gathered together, laughing heartily, eating meat, and drinking wine. Although the clan was not very rich, on the day of the Yearly Sacrifice, it was still possible for the entire clan to eat and drink to their heart's content.

"Brother Fan! Come, let me give you a toast. "A sturdy boorish man held a big bowl.

"Ah Niu, come." Teng Yongfan stood up straightforwardly. After the two clinked their bowls, they drank everything in one go.

"Brother Fan, today your son Qingshan is going to take the test. Are you confident?" That 'Ah Niu' asked with a smile.

"Of course." Teng Yongfan glared.

Ah Niu lowered his voice and said, "That little brat of mine is the same age as your son. I have secretly tested my son. He can lift a sandbag that weighs forty Jin. Haha, I remember Brother Fan, when you were six years old, you could only lift fifty Jin right? This time, my son might be the strongest among his peers. "

In the village where there was no method to cultivate inner strength, talent and diligence determined one's future achievements.

When Teng Yongfan was a child, he had great strength. Coupled with his diligence and hard work, he only had the strength of a thousand Jin now.

The grandson of the old clan leader 'Teng Yunlong', Teng Qingshan's cousin 'Teng Qinghu', could lift sixty Jin when he was six years old. When he was nine years old, he could lift a three hundred Jin boulder. This kind of talent was even stronger than Teng Yongfan's. The clan had high hopes for Teng Qinghu.

"My son Qingshan has been able to eat since he was young. With such a big appetite, he is definitely not worse than your son." Teng Yongfan seemed to be very confident.

In fact, Teng Qingshan felt guilty because he had never secretly tested Teng Qingshan.

"Being able to eat makes you strong?" Teng Qingshan, who was sitting at the next table, glanced at his father, Teng Yongfan. He felt very relaxed. Because of the Xing Yi Internal Martial Arts, Teng Qingshan had never performed in front of his parents. As for this time's test, Teng Qingshan did not feel pressured at all.

He started producing inner force at the age of three, and he had been training for nearly three years now.

In addition, he had inherited his father's bloodline and was naturally born with a good physique. The strength of his current body would definitely leave everyone dumbfounded.

"Since Father and Mother think so highly of me, I can't disappoint them." Teng Qingshan, who had been hiding his strength, decided to show some of his strength.

*****

Due to the snowstorm last night, the snow on the training field was knee-deep. However, after being trampled by thousands of people, the snow had already become thick. After sprinkling some plant ash on it, it was no longer slippery.

Today was New Year's Eve, so Teng Jia Village was immersed in joy for the entire afternoon.

Naturally, at this moment of celebration, everyone began to compete in archery, wrestling, and spear techniques …

The sky was dark. Teng Qingshan and his sister, Teng Qingyu, were among the crowd, watching wrestling.

"Come on, Black Bear, don't be defeated by a little guy!"

"Cousin, cousin!" A clear voice came from Teng Qingyu's throat.

Teng Qingshan looked at his sister in front of him and then looked at the two people wrestling inside the circle. These two people were Teng Qingshan's cousin, Teng Qinghu, and his cousin, Teng Qinghao. Teng Qinghao was the son of the spear master, Teng Qinghu, and he was already 18 years old.

Cousin Teng Qinghu, on the other hand, would only be 12 years old after today.

Teng Qinghu was nearly 7 Chi (1.75 meters) tall, while Teng Qinghao was 7 Chi 6 Cun (1.9 meters) tall.

At 18 years old, he was already an adult. At 12 years old, he could only be considered a teenager.

Teng Qinghao had the nickname "Black Bear" because of his great strength. Among the clansmen of the same age as him, Teng Qinghao was ranked first.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Teng Qinghu and Teng Qinghao grabbed each other with their arms, like two wild bulls wrestling. The veins on their foreheads bulged as they fiercely stared at each other. Among them, one was the future number one warrior of Teng Jia Village, while the other was the number one warrior of the younger generation.

"Chi!" Teng Qinghao shook his arms.

"Get out." Teng Qinghu suddenly roared and actually used the momentum to wrap around his opponent's arms. At the same time, he tripped Teng Qinghao and gave him a fierce push. Teng Qinghao's entire body was pushed into the air and fell outside the circle.

"Damn it." Teng Qinghao got up and cursed, "Qinghu, you brat. I know you have great strength and will surpass me one day. However, you have to give me some face. After today, you will only be 12 years old. You are so young, but you have already surpassed me. It seems that I won't have the chance to beat you in the future. "

Teng Qinghu laughed.

At this moment, the voice of the chief, Teng Yunlong, came from afar.

"All clansmen, come here!"

Immediately, the clansmen who were wrestling and competing in archery all gathered at the center. Soon, more than two thousand people were gathered together in three layers of inner and three layers of outer and inner areas. In the center of the empty circle, the chief, Teng Yunlong, said loudly, "In Teng Jia Village, the more people there are, the stronger each generation of men will be! Haha … Every hero in my clan was once a child. Everyone should know what to do now, right? "

Everyone began to clamor.

"Qingshan!" His father, Teng Yongfan, and his mother, Yuan Lan, looked at Teng Qingshan. Teng Yongfan said in a low voice, "You have grown up, and I have never asked anything of you. But today, you have to fight hard. Remember, a man's glory is earned with his own hands! "

"I know, father." Teng Qingshan nodded solemnly.

He understood that in Teng Jia Village, even the position of the chief was inherited by the strongest person. Anyone who wanted to be respected had to rely on their own strength!

"Now, all the six year old boys, come to the center," Teng Yunlong said loudly.

Although they were six years old, in reality, these children would only be six years old tomorrow. Since the annual sacrifice was today, the matter would naturally be settled on one day.

"Father believes in you." Teng Yongfan smiled at Teng Qingshan.

"Brother." Teng Qingyu, who was in her mother's embrace, stared at Teng Qingshan with her big eyes and raised her little fist. "You are the strongest!"

Teng Qingshan smiled and walked towards the center of the crowd. The clansmen consciously let the children walk towards the center. There were more than two thousand people in Teng Jia Village, and there were fifty-five boys who were the same age as Teng Qingshan. These children all stood in the large circle in the center.

Chief Teng Yunlong looked at the sky and saw that it was already dark.

"Light the fire!" Teng Yunlong said loudly.

Immediately, the clansmen lit the torches around the training field, making the surroundings even brighter.

"Children, listen carefully." Teng Yunlong looked at the fifty-six children and said, "One by one, walk over there. There are stones that weigh from ten Jin to one thousand Jin. You can lift as many Jin as you can. If you can lift it above your head, you will have succeeded. "

"First, Teng Qingling!" Teng Yunlong held a name list in his hand.

Immediately, the surroundings became silent.

To the men of Teng Jia Village, the test at the age of six and the coming of age ceremony at the age of sixteen were the two most important things in their growth period. The test at the age of six could already predict the children's future achievements.

Everyone, especially the children's parents, looked at their sons nervously.

"Teng Qingling, lift fifteen Jin! Next, Teng Qingze. "

"Teng Qingze, lift ten Jin! Next, Teng Hong! "

… …

One by one, the children tried. Every time the children lifted a little heavier, the surroundings would be filled with praises, and the children's parents would be extremely happy.

"A six-year-old child can usually lift ten to twenty kilograms of weight," Wang Chong said. Teng Qingshan sighed. The physical quality of an ordinary person was indeed much stronger than that of the people in his previous world. "To be able to lift fifteen Jin is already very powerful. When my father was six years old, he could lift fifty Jin, which was already extremely powerful. As for cousin Qinghu, he could lift sixty Jin. "

Teng Qingshan sighed inwardly.

"Hah!" A chubby boy with a round head lifted a forty Jin stone in one breath.

"Teng Qingjiang, haha, not bad. Forty Jin, the best one right now!" Chief Teng Yunlong said with a smile.

"Tsk tsk, Ah Niu's son is very powerful. It seems that he will be a good man in the future."

"Ah Niu, I didn't expect your son to be so strong."

Immediately, the surroundings were filled with praises. The strong man called Ah Niu revealed a simple and honest smile. It was obvious that he was very happy.

… …

One by one, the children tried. Most of them could not lift more than twenty Jin. That little fatty was temporarily the most outstanding one.

"Last year's batch of over sixty children, the strongest one lifted forty-five Jin. I don't know if this year's batch of children can surpass that. " In the crowd of the clan, there were already whispers of discussion. Whether a child was outstanding or not was something that parents attached great importance to.

Suddenly — —

"Teng Qingshan, twenty-five Jin. Next, Teng Qingshan!" Teng Yunlong's voice suddenly became louder. After all, this was his grandson. Although Yuan Lan was only his adopted daughter, Teng Yunlong's concern for his daughter and son-in-law's family was no less than his own son's.

The surrounding two thousand people who were watching were silent.

Everyone stared at the child standing in the middle. The child was neither tall nor fat, a very ordinary child — — Teng Qingshan!

The reason why they were paying so much attention was because Teng Qingshan's father was the number one man in the clan — — Teng Yongfan.

Like father, like son. The father was the number one man, but what about the son?

Teng Yongfan and Yuan Lan held their breath. Even little Qingyu stared at her brother with her eyes wide open.

"How heavy should I lift?" Teng Qingshan thought to himself as he walked towards those stones.

After walking past ten Jin, fifteen Jin, and twenty Jin stones, Teng Qingshan didn't stop and walked straight to the back.

"Qingshan, this brat … …" Many people's hearts were in their throats. "He didn't even try and walked straight to the back."

"Thirty Jin, and he's still walking!" Everyone became nervous. At first, they were just watching the show, but now they were nervous. Because … … the appearance of an extremely powerful clansman in a clan would benefit the entire clan.

"Seventy Jin, and he still hasn't stopped!"

"He's still walking!"

Many of the clansmen present widened their eyes. Even the usually calm Chief Teng Yunlong was somewhat nervous. As for Teng Qingshan's father, Teng Yongfan, his face was flushed.

It should be known that the higher the weight, the harder it was to lift it. When it reached the limit, even adding one or two Jin would cause people to collapse.

"The first person in the history of our clan could only lift a stone weighing eighty Jin at the age of six." Teng Yunlong stared at Teng Qingshan. "He still hasn't stopped lifting a stone weighing eighty Jin? He's still walking? Is this brat really strong, or is he just trying to fool us? "Teng Yunlong's heart was in his throat.

The atmosphere in the entire training field became very tense.

Step by step, Teng Qingshan walked forward. Every step he took made everyone nervous.

Suddenly — —

Teng Qingshan finally stopped in front of the stone dumbbell. This was a stone dumbbell that weighed one hundred Jin.

"The first person in the history of our Teng Clan could only lift eighty Jin at the age of six. I'm trying to win some face for my father, but it shouldn't be too exaggerated. Let's make it one hundred Jin. "Teng Qingshan looked at the stone dumbbell in front of him and thought to himself.

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