Siheyuan: Xu Damao, I want to go to the moon

"Cui Yuanmeng, Cangzhou Wulang Bagua Stick, this stick is a first-class weapon, the stick is five feet and four inches long, and weighs fifteen pounds and seven ounces."

Cui Yuanmeng walked forward, lifted the cloth that wrapped the weapon, revealing the dark iron rod inside, and gave Xu Damao a fist...

[Are you here to play Ximen Chuixue or Ye Gucheng? Are you pretending to be a hero? Did you go to the wrong set? ]

Xu Damao had no choice but to do the same and lift up the cloth covering his weapon.

"Xu Damao, projectionist at the steel mill, large steel plate for weapons, 1.3 in length, 0.5 in width, 0.05 in thickness, made from ordinary steel plates from the steel mill, net weight 258 kilograms."

Following Xu Damao's introduction, everyone stared in amazement...

This is just a thick steel plate with a handle welded on it!

No, there are traces of punching and forging on the handle, probably for reinforcement.

Door panel sword? No, it's a steel plate sword?

But, this thing is just a piece of steel! It has no sharp edges, no serrations or spikes - it's just a piece of solid steel!

Using this thing as a weapon?!

No wonder Xu Damao had been dragging this thing just now, it was too heavy, 258 kilograms, which is more than 500 pounds? !

You use a 500-pound iron lump as a weapon? Are you seriously ill?

Although Xu Damao was said to be born with supernatural powers, it was very tiring to just drag this thing around. How could he hit it? How could he swing it?!

Are you stupid?

Cui Yuanmeng wanted to laugh, but he held it back: "Weapons have no eyes, life and death are up to fate, please!"

So, he strode forward with a stick in his hand and rushed towards Xu Damao!

Xu Damao then put on the sword-dragging posture. He thought it was neither fast nor slow, but in the eyes of others, it looked like the door-panel sword was too heavy to move.

Cui Yuanmeng jumped up and hit Xu Damao's head with a stick - "Hey!"

Section Chief Xie and Qu San wanted to shout, but they didn't dare to interfere with the duel! That iron rod would either kill or injure them!

A fifteen-jin iron rod!

[Da Mao! Get out of the way! ]

——Boom——

A dull sound was heard and everyone was stunned, not daring to speak.

Because Xu Damao did not dodge at all, he took the blow head-on, and Cui Yuan took two steps back in shock. His knuckles were completely numb and blood was spurting out!

But Xu Damao’s head didn’t explode? !

Your iron rod is a little bent?

What kind of head is this? Is it harder than an iron rod?!

Xu Damao was seen bending over with his head slightly lowered. There was only a faint red mark on his head, and his eyes were staring at Cui Yuanmeng like a devil.

"I thought you would hit my shoulder, arm, collarbone...but I didn't expect you to hit my head with all your might in the first move—"

"As expected, they came here to kill me."

"So now I don't have even the last bit of guilt left."

Xu Damao suddenly gave him a sinister smile.

[Now, even if the government comes to my door, I can still say it was self-defense, right? ]

Cui Yuanmeng was still in a daze. He really didn't understand. Even if he had the Golden Bell and Iron Cloth Shirt, it would be impossible to reach this level, right? But the old man Chen behind him suddenly shouted, "Not good, Yuan Meng, run away!"

Xu Damao uttered a few words softly:

"Secret Technique: Strong Wind Blows!"

In an instant, Xu Damao picked up the heavy steel plate and hit Cui Yuan hard.

Before I could even see an afterimage, I heard a sonic boom in the air, like the sound of a steel whip hitting a gyroscope, but several times louder than that sound!

Then, Cui Yuanmeng disappeared.

A blood mist suddenly splashed in the air and slowly fell on Xu Damao, dyeing him into a bloody man. A second later, a snapping sound was heard in the distance.

All the black-clad warriors had their hair blown into a slicked-back shape by the strong wind, and the blood mist splashed all over their faces.

They narrowed their eyes and wiped the blood off their face. Before they could react to what was happening, they all turned their heads to look at the wall not far away.

I saw a piece of something stuck on the wall, in a splattered shape.

The bright red liquid is continuously flowing down.

And nearby, there were iron rods bent 90 degrees, as well as round and long objects rolling...

After seeing what it was, everyone vomited.

"yue!"

For a while, the sounds of vomiting were heard one after another, and the air was filled with the smell of urine.

Xu Damao also stood up straight, holding the door knife with one hand, and wiped the liquid off his face.

[Nima, I shouldn’t have used my full strength, I got blown up——]

"All martial arts in the world are invincible, except speed."

"Next, please."

Xu Damao made a gesture to invite them in, but everyone at the scene fell silent.

Many black-clad martial artists collapsed on the ground, trembling. A closer look revealed that even Mr. Chen had a puddle of water under his stool.

The teacup he was holding was clanging against the lid, making a very lively sound.

The tea splashed out!

"Master Xu...Master Xu, we surrender." Old Master Chen's face was pale and sweat was pouring down.

What kind of monster did this guy provoke?

Is this horse still a human being?

Is the Ling family trying to kill our Hongmen?

His defensive kung fu can be regarded as the culmination of his golden bell and iron shirt.

But this strength, the strength to swing more than 500 kilograms of steel plates, this is called natural power?!

This is what the King of Chu would be like if he were reincarnated, right?!

And the instantaneous speed——

He alone can kill all of us easily without even taking a breath!

Grandmaster?

Land fairy?

Martial arts legend?

Why would such a person learn martial arts?

He is born invincible!

What kind of vicious beast did our Hongmen offend? !

Xu Damao tilted his head and smiled: "I remember it was written in the life and death contract that if one party is afraid of fighting, the other party has the right to chase and kill."

The blood on Xu Damao's head was slowly flowing down, but everyone knew that it was not his blood.

Cui Yuanmeng's full-strength blow couldn't even break his defense!

And his smile now, in their eyes, looked like an evil ghost taking their lives!

Standing, or should I say sitting, behind Mr. Chen, among the six people who had drawn lots and were ready to go on stage, one of them was so frightened that he turned around and used his hands and feet to stagger towards the factory door, leaving a trail of water behind him - "I don't want to compete anymore, I don't want to compete anymore, please spare me! Spare my life!"

Xu Damao bent down and "picked" a piece of cement out of the ground in front of everyone, then waved his hand towards that side.

——Bang! ——

I saw that the wall in front of the man was like it was blown up by a cannonball, and a big hole was revealed!

The man was so scared that he huddled up with his head in his hands, and didn't dare to move.

"This is just a reminder. If you move around again next time, I'll really hit you."

In an instant, everyone stood there motionless - the kinetic energy was like that of a cannonball, if it hit anyone, there would be no complete corpse left!

Who the hell dares to move?

Xu Damao let out the foul breath that had been pent up in his heart for a long time - and then he started cursing loudly like a madman, as if he wanted to vent all his recent anger.

"I just want to work quietly, but there are always people trying to cause trouble!"

"I've been kind enough and restrained enough. Do you know how painful it is for me to hold back from taking action?!"

"And you guys are running in front of me to get yourself killed!"

"Okay! I'll grant you your wish!"

"You want to fight, right?"

"Today, I——"

"I'll beat ten of them!"