Refining Demon Tutuo

Chapter 23, Smashing the Vat

Several nurses stood up, and they were about to move forward to lift the big iron urn, trying to throw it out for him.Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man surnamed Jiang suddenly put his left foot on the iron urn, and stepped on it lightly.No matter how hard three or five nurses tried, they couldn't lift the iron urn weighing several hundred kilograms.

This middle-aged man is not as big and round as those strong men behind him, and his face is still a little sallow.But no one thought that his strength was so great.One of the guards was in a hurry, winked, and joined the other guard on the left and right, and attacked together, punching the opponent with fists.

The middle-aged man's face remained unchanged, he didn't even look at the two people who were approaching, and he didn't make any jumping movements, but his body suddenly jumped into the air.The leg that was originally on the ground slammed backwards and logged out.That leg was extremely flexible, like swinging an arm, it slapped the guard on the left, and knocked over the guard with a "slap".Kick forward with the other foot, kicking the guard on the right far away, knocking down the two guards, and the body just landed firmly.

"Good!" "Great!" "Brother Jiang is great!" A group of people behind him applauded.

After showing this trick, the rest of the Liu family's guards did not dare to step forward.

The man known as Big Brother Jiang looked contemptuously at the guards and Butler Liu around him. "Is there any dissatisfaction? Get the money quickly. If you let me do it again, it won't be solved with money, you know?"

Steward Liu hurriedly ran back to his master and whispered a few words, and Liu Shaopei nodded.The housekeeper went back and took out five ingots of silver, ten taels of official silver, and put them on the table.

"Several, today our family really hit your people. This is our little idea. Take it, you should drink tea and see a doctor. Peace is the most important thing. What do you think?
"You really think we are beggars!" Brother Jiang looked at Yinzi, unmoved at all.

He Yuan took a look, stood up slowly, walked up to Butler Liu, and motioned for them to back off.

Seeing a young Toutuo, he came forward. The ugly man with three eyebrows ran to Brother Jiang and said a few words.

"This master, what advice do you have?" Brother Jiang was obviously familiar with the world, and he didn't look down on He Yuan because he was young.

He Yuan, however, answered the question irrelevantly: "Is your urn strong? How does it look to me? It looks like it was made of pottery? You won't be afraid of ruining your job if you put silver in it."

"Toutuo, what are you talking about? Can't you tell that it's made of iron?" Brother Jiang was supported by someone behind him.

He Yuan ignored him: "Let me try to see if your thing is strong or not."

Holding the eyebrow-level stick in his left hand, he gently picked it on the edge of the iron urn.

Brother Jiang saw that Toutuo was holding a stick and was ignorant of what he said, so he knew that this person was planning to do something.When he saw He Yuan picking up the iron urn with a stick, he immediately stepped on it again, trying to suppress it.

Unexpectedly, a strong force suddenly came from the iron urn.This force was enormous, like a giant beast colliding, and he couldn't stand firmly against him.

The onlookers saw that He Yuan gently lifted the iron urn upwards with a stick, and that Brother Jiang staggered back.Fortunately, the people around reacted quickly and hurriedly supported him so that he did not fall on his back.

This was not over yet, He Yuan held the stick with one hand, picked it up and shook it, and the iron urn was lifted up by Lao Gao with a "huh--" and flew into the air.

This tutuo has so much strength, everyone who saw this scene felt this way.

The iron urn was heavy and immediately fell to the ground.He Yuan didn't rush, stretched out his right hand, and slammed it on the falling iron man, making a loud "boom—" which shook the ears of the people around him and echoed .

According to common sense, if He Yuan pats forward like this, if he is strong enough, he may pat the iron urn out.But things are not as people imagined.After a loud noise, the iron urn spun around in mid-air and was about to fall to the ground.He Yuan stretched out his eyebrow stick again, and lightly pushed it on the bottom of the urn.The iron urn seemed to be glued to the eyebrow-leveling stick, and it stood firmly on the stick without falling to the ground.

With a "clang", a piece of iron fell from the iron urn, and landed just in front of Brother Jiang's toes.The shape of this piece of iron is exactly the shape of a palm.

He Yuan picked up the iron urn with an eyebrow-level stick, and placed it firmly on the ground. "Your urn is not strong. If you put silver in it, it might break."

Brother Jiang's complexion changed drastically at that time. Looking carefully, there was a piece missing from the iron urn, which was in the shape of a clear palm.Everyone who saw this scene felt that their scalps were numb. Can human palms be harder than iron?

Brother Jiang and the two older people around him saw the power.One person picked up the palm-shaped iron block and handed it to Brother Jiang.The other party was led by three people, and they looked at it repeatedly. It was indeed punched from the urn, and the edges were very neat, as if cutting with a sharp knife.

It turned out that He Yuan used the palm force of the Vajra Palm to slap the urn made of cast iron. The cast iron is brittle and easily cracked.He slapped it up with his palm, and borrowed his ingenuity to snap off the piece of pig iron that was in contact with his palm.After that, he exerted his strength again, made the urn turn around, and borrowed his strength to send the iron block to Brother Jiang.

The other three held the pig iron block in their hands and looked at it over and over.These three people all have martial arts, and they saw such a miraculous thing happen in front of their eyes, although they don't know how they did it at such a young age.However, knowing that today he touched the iron plate, he immediately changed his appearance.

A slightly older man in shabby clothes cupped his hands at He Yuan: "This master is very capable. I don't know how to call him? Judging by your age, may I ask if you are an eminent monk from Mount Song? Hehe, my surname is Cui .This——" pointing to Big Brother Jiang, "is the leader Jiang of the Luoyang sub-helm of our beggar gang."

"You belong to the Beggar Gang?" He Yuan thought to himself, do you think I'm a three-year-old child? "Who is in charge here?"

"It's Lord Jiang Duo."

"I've never heard of it." He Yuan shook his head.

No, that's not generally what is said in the Jianghu.Jiang Duozhu cursed inwardly.But looking at the power of the opponent's palm, I reckoned that I might not be able to bear it.

"Our beggar gang is very numerous, and we have friendships with many friends in the Jianghu, and many eminent monks in Songshan Mountain."

He Yuan immediately interrupted his routine: "I am a monk in Lanruo Temple, if you want to make a relationship, go find it. I don't know what Songshan or Songshan you are talking about."

"It can be seen that your kung fu is clearly the palm technique passed down on Songshan Mountain! Our beggar gang and the eminent monks on Songshan Mountain have friendship handed down from our ancestors. They are saying that the lord behind you is an official of the Jin Dynasty. But Han Chinese."

He Yuan turned around and took one ingot from the five ingots of official silver that Steward Liu took out.Turning back to Lord Jiang Duo, he held the silver ingot in his right hand, stretched out his arm, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he gently closed his five fingers and squeezed the official silver ingot.

Everyone saw that the silver ingot was gently pinched and deformed like dough in He Yuan's hands.The three of Jiang Tuozhu changed their colors.The second young lady who was peeping upstairs with a knife also had a gray face.

He Yuan released his fingers lightly, and five finger prints were clearly left on the silver ingot, as if cast.

He Yuan put the silver ingot on the table. "when--"

This time, all the onlookers could see clearly, and they all let out a cry.

(End of this chapter)