Jiang Zian felt that Momo's father, although he was an adult and seemed to be fighting bravely, always had a childlike temper.
He had been raising younger brothers and sisters since he was a child, but he was very familiar with this feeling. The huge contrast made him want to laugh, but Mr. Mo might explode if he laughed, so he took a few breaths before speaking.
"I'm just stronger than others, it's not a magical power. I haven't practiced martial arts before, and the martial arts master I just hired has resigned, so I really don't have anything to show. At most, I can perform a water tank lifting on the spot."
When Jiang Zian said the last word, everyone laughed, and Gu Si patted him on the shoulder.
"Brother Jiang is so humble and honest, but he will suffer a loss."
"What it is, it is what it is. Excessive exaggeration and modesty will bring trouble." Jiang Zian looked at him sincerely.
Being too modest makes people look down on you, and being too exaggerated makes people feel arrogant. It is better to be sincere and at least be yourself.
Prince Jingyang looked at Jiang Zian carefully and found that his brows were filled with the magnanimity and vigor of a young man. Although his words were straightforward, it was not ordinary straightforwardness that everyone accepted readily.
"If that's the case, then you can give me a lift to take a look at the big tank."
Jiang Zian couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "Okay."
The comforting Shun Mao made King Jingyang choke inexplicably.
Young people shouldn't be eager to prove themselves with a shameless face, or resist themselves with disdain, and challenge themselves by slamming the table!
Among the young men in his barracks who had something to rely on, none of them were hot-tempered little tigers. Why was it that Jiang Zi was like a punch on cotton, and he didn't look like a normal boy!
When the meal was over, King Jingyang refused to fool around and insisted on asking Jiang Zian to lift the big vat for him.
Jiang Zian did not refuse, and all his younger brothers and sisters followed, looking at the huge water tank in the kitchen. It usually only weighed less than a hundred kilograms, but with water, it almost weighed two hundred kilograms.
"That's it."
King Jingyang tilted his head and felt that the size was okay. Jiang Zian raised his hand to him.
"It's embarrassing."
He squatted down and used force with his arms. They were obviously weak hands and feet, but when he climbed onto the water tank, they were like two powerful pliers. He found a good position and exerted force suddenly, causing the two-hundred-pound water tank to sway. With two clicks, he lifted it up in an instant.
"Brother is so awesome!"
“Super awesome!”
Tuantuan even stretched out his hands and gave Jiang Zian a thumbs up gesture.
"Brother, you are awesome!"
Everyone clapped their hands and cheered with excitement, especially Mo Luoqing, whose eyes were so bright that he wanted to lie down on Jiang Zian so that he could use his magical power, so that he would no longer be afraid of being bullied!
Jiang Zian did not look at King Jingyang, but instead teased his younger brothers and sisters. Listening to them clapping and applauding, the smile on his face became more genuine.
King Jingyang couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. Seeing this, Gu Si bumped into him.
"My lord is right, the Jiang family are really good people."
King Jingyang snorted coldly and refused to admit it, but looking at Jiang Zian's effortless way of making his younger brothers and sisters laugh, he knew that two hundred kilograms was nothing more than a piece of cake for him.
This is interesting. To be strong, you must be short and muscular. Only with strong muscles can you exert force better. But Jiang Zian is as lean as a monkey, but he has such a lot of strength, and it can be seen that the point of exerting force is very stable. It is simply It’s like God opened the back door!
In the army, he could only pull a 300-pound longbow at most, so it was difficult to meet an opponent on the battlefield. If Jiang Zian's strength and body contrast were used properly, he, Dayu, would definitely produce another fierce general!
"This kid is really miserable. He is obviously gifted with supernatural powers, but he was treated harshly by Dafang's family since he was a child. He was not allowed to practice martial arts. When he came to Fucheng, he finally found a martial arts master. He resigned because of the threat from Qian Jin Gambling House. The prince is also a general, so he can Do you have to watch such a good young talent disappear into the crowd?"
Gu Si felt his heart and lungs, and King Jingyang glanced at him.
"The thief Cao asked you to be a lobbyist and suffer miserably?"