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Chapter 1945: Cracked by a punch

She really wanted to ask Lu Fan how he did it.

Just thinking about mass-producing young masters made her shudder.

But she knew she couldn't ask.

That would only bring humiliation to oneself.

"If you want to learn this method, just martial arts and experience will not achieve this effect."

"The most important thing is physical fitness."

Lu Fan didn't mean to hide it, because even if he said the reason, it wouldn't affect anything.

After all, not everyone is Zhang Zihao. His training methods and physical requirements are almost harsh.

"I see."

Wenren Muxue was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Thank you."

"Brother Lu, those people are gone now anyway, why not let us all try our strength too."

Jiang He said impatiently.

Lu Fan looked at the others and found that although the expressions on their faces were a little calmer than Jiang He's, they were not much better.

Then he nodded: "You guys try it."

Hearing this, Jiang He shouted loudly and took the lead to walk over. He rolled up his sleeves and worked hard until his face turned red from suppressing it before he smashed the bronze cauldron hard.

"Buzz!"

The bronze tripod trembled slightly.

"The power of the seven tripods."

Lu Fan nodded: "Seventy thousand kilograms of strength is not bad."

Jiang He was also very satisfied. Seventy thousand kilograms was a level that he could not achieve before, even if a hundred of them were tied together.

Then there is Mukang.

The power of the five tripods.

Hai Ziyuan also went to try the power of Jiuding.

Wenren Muxue was completely shocked when she saw that the doll Hai Ziyuan could hit the Jiuding with one punch.

Licorice and Huang Bin were both strangers among ordinary people, so they didn't try it.

Yang Zipei and Hei Butterfly were good at using knives, so they didn't try it.

Wenren Muxue also tried it, Seventeen Cauldrons.

Terrifying strength.

"Brother Lu, why don't you give it a try too." Jiang He suddenly suggested.

"I'm also curious about what state you are in now." Yang Zipei said.

Wenren Muxue looked at him: "Anyway, there aren't many people around now. You can show us some of your trump cards."

Lu Fan walked to the bronze cauldron and stood there, calm and calm. He took a deep breath. The people around him felt as if all the air around his body had gathered together with Lu Fan's breath. Then he breathed out for a long time.

The breath, like a dragon and a snake, was exhaled from the nose, making a whistling sound, which was earth-shattering!

The next second, Lu Fan punched out!


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