On the empty martial arts field, there were over a hundred tables set up. The tribespeople gathered together, laughing heartily, eating large chunks of meat and drinking wine in big gulps. Although the tribe wasnt particularly wealthy, on this day of the annual festival, they could still afford to let everyone eat and drink to their hearts content.
"Brother Fan! Come and Ill toast you." A sturdy, rough-looking man held up a large bowl.
"Ah Niu, come." Teng Yongfan stood up generously, and after the two men clinked bowls together, they directly drank a bowl dry.
"Brother Fan, your son Qing Shan is going to take the assessment today, are you confident?" asked Ah Niu with a smile.
"Of course." Teng Yongfan glared at him.
"Ah Niu lowered his voice and said, My little brat is the same age as your son. I secretly tested my son, and he can lift a 40-jin sandbag! Haha, I remember Fan Ge, when you were six years old, your achievement was lifting 50 jin, right? This time, my son might just be the strongest among his peers."
In a monastery without internal strength training methods, innate talent and diligence determine future achievements.
Heng Yongfan was incredibly strong as a child. He worked hard and diligently, spending his days forging iron, which is how he developed his incredible strength of over 1,000 catties.
The grandson of the old patriarch Teng Yunlong, Teng Qingshans cousin Teng Qinghu, at the age of six, could lift 60 kilograms, and at the age of nine, he even lifted a giant stone of 300 kilograms. This talent is stronger than that of Teng Yongfan in his heyday. The clan has high hopes for Teng Qinghu.
"My son Qing Shan, hes been able to eat since he was young, and he can eat so much, definitely not worse than your kid." Teng Yongfan seemed confident.
In fact, Teng Yongfan was secretly worried because he had never secretly tested Tan Qingyun.
"Is being able to eat a big deal?" Teng Qing Shan glanced at his father, Teng Yong Fan, and felt quite relaxed in his heart. Due to the nature of Xing Yi Nei Jia Quan, Teng Qing Shan had never shown off in front of his parents before, so this times family assessment didnt put any pressure on him at all.
Started generating internal energy at the age of three and has been practicing for nearly three years now.
In addition to inheriting his fathers bloodline, he was born with a good physical constitution. The strength of this body will absolutely make everyones eyes widen in astonishment.
"Parents are so concerned about it, cant let them down." Teng Qing Shan, who had been hiding his true strength all along, decided to reveal a bit of his power.
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Due to last nights blizzard, the snow on the martial arts field was deep enough to reach my knees. However, after being trampled by thousands of people, it had already become solid and firm. With some scattered grass ash on top, it wasnt slippery at all.
Today is New Years Eve, and for the entire afternoon, Tengjiacun was immersed in joy.
The people are bold and heroic by nature. At this festive moment, everyone began to compete in archery skills, wrestling, and shooting techniques...
The sky was dark, Teng Qing Shan and his sister Teng Qing Yu were in the crowd, watching the wrestling skills.
"Come on, Black Bear! Dont let a little guy beat you!"
"Older male cousin, older male cousin!" A clear voice rang out from Teng Qingyus throat.
Teng Qing Shan looked at his younger sister in front of him, then turned to the two people wrestling within the five-zhang circle. These two men were Teng Qing Shans older cousin Teng Qing Hu and older brother Teng Qing Hao. Teng Qing Hao was the son of the Spear Master Teng Yong Xiang, now eighteen years old.
But Tabi Qinghu is only twelve years old today.
Teng Qinghu is nearly seven feet tall (close to 1.75 meters, with one foot being 25 centimeters), while Teng Qinghao is seven feet six inches tall (1.9 meters).
At eighteen, one is already an adult. At twelve, however, one can only be considered a youth.
Teng Qinghao, nicknamed Black Bear, is incredibly strong and ranks almost first among his peers of the same age.
"Hey!"
"Hah!"
Teng Qinghu and Teng Qinghao, both grasped each others arms, like two wild bulls butting heads. The veins on their foreheads bulged out as they glared at each other fiercely. One of them would become the number one hero of Teng Village in the future, while the other was currently the top figure among the younger generation.
"Hah!" Teng Qinghao violently shook his arms.
"Get out." Teng Qinghuo suddenly let out a loud roar, and with the momentum, he countered by wrapping his arms around his opponents arms. At the same time, he tripped his foot, and with a sudden push, Teng Qinghao was sent flying out of the ring.
"Damn it." Teng Qinghao quickly scrambled to his feet and cursed, "Qingtiger you little brat, I know youre strong, one day youll surpass me. But you have to give your brother some face, okay? Youre only twelve years old today, and youve already surpassed me. Looks like from now on, I wont have a chance to beat you."
Hong Qinghu smiled slyly.
Just then, the voice of the tribes elder, Tunyun Long, came from afar.
"Everyone from all ethnic groups, come over here!"
At that moment, people from all over the village who were competing in wrestling and archery gathered towards the center. Soon, more than 2,000 people had gathered in three layers inside and out. In the empty circle at the center of the gathering, Tribal Chief Tun Yunlongs face was flushed with excitement as he loudly declared: "My Tun family village, the more people we have, the stronger our men become from generation to generation! Haha... Every good man in our tribe started out as a child, and everyone should know what needs to be done now!"
Everyone was in an uproar.
"Qing Shan!" Both Father Teng Yongfan and Mother Yuan Lan looked at Teng Qing Shan, Teng Yongfan said in a low voice, "Youve grown up so big, your old man has never had any expectations of you, but today, you must make a name for yourself. Remember, a mans glory is earned with his own two hands!"
"I know, Father." Teng Qing Shan nodded heavily.
He understood that in Tunjia Village, the position of Lianzhang was inherited by whoever was the most powerful. Anyone who wanted to gain respect had to rely on their own strength!
"Now, all six-year-old boys come here to the center." Teng Yunlong said loudly.
They say its six years old, but in fact, these children will only be six years old tomorrow. But its just a difference of one day, because the anniversary is today, so things are naturally settled in one day.
"Dad believes in you." Teng Yongfan smiled slightly at Teng Qingshan.
"Brother." Teng Qingyu in his mother Yuan Lans arms, stared at Teng Qingshan with wide eyes, and raised his small fist, "You are the strongest!"
Teng Qing Shan smiled and then walked towards the center of the crowd, followed by all the children. The entire Teng Village had over two thousand people, and among them, there were fifty-five boys around Teng Qing Shans age. All these children stood neatly within the large circle in the center.
The clan leader, Fu Yunlong, took a look at the sky and saw that it had already darkened.
"Fire!" Teng Yunlong said loudly.
Suddenly, some tribesmen lit up one by one torches around the martial arts arena, making the surroundings even brighter.
"Kids, listen up." Teng Yunlong looked at the 56 children, "Each of you come one by one, go over there. Over there are stones from 10 kilograms to 1,000 kilograms. You can lift as much as you can. If you can lift it above your head, thats considered a success."
"The first one, Deng Qingling!" Teng Yunlong held a list in his hand.
Suddenly there was complete silence all around.
For the men of the Teng family, the six-year-old assessment and the sixteen-year-old Chengren ceremony are the two most important things during their growth period. The six-year-old assessment can already guess what the childs future achievements will be.
Everyone, especially parents of children, were anxiously watching their sons.
"Teng Qingling, lift 15 kilograms! Next one, Teng Qingze."
"Teng Qingze, lift 10 kilograms! Next one, Teng Hong!"
……
One by one, the children took turns trying, and every time they lifted a little heavier, there was a burst of applause around them, and their parents were overjoyed.
"A six-year-old child can generally lift 10 or 20 kilograms of weight." Teng Qing Shan sighed, the physical quality of ordinary people is indeed much stronger than that of ordinary people in his previous life. "Being able to lift 30 kilograms is already very impressive. My dad was able to lift 50 kilograms when he was six years old, which was extremely strong. And my cousin Qing Hu, could even lift 60 kilograms."
Hong Qingshan sighed silently.
"Cheers!" A chubby little boy with a round head and brain lifted a 40-pound stone in one breath.
"Heng Qingjiang, haha, not bad at all, forty kilograms, the best one now!" said Zong Yunlong with a smile.
"Tsk tsk, Ah Nius kid is quite something, looks like hell be a fine young man in the future."
"Ah Niu, didnt expect your kid to be so strong."
Suddenly there was a burst of applause around him, and the face of that sturdy man named Ah Niu revealed a silly smile, obviously very happy.
……
One by one, the kids tried, and most of them didnt exceed twenty kilograms. That little fatty is temporarily the best one.
"Last year, among the over sixty kids, the strongest one lifted 45 kilograms. This years batch of kids, I dont know if anyone can surpass that." In the family crowd, there were already whispers discussing whether the child was excellent or not, which was extremely important to the parents.
Suddenly——
"Teng Qingwei, twenty-five kilograms, next one, Teng Qing Mountain!" Teng Yunlongs voice suddenly rose a few degrees, after all, this was his grandson, although Yuan Lan was only his adopted daughter, but Teng Yunlongs concern for his daughter and son-in-laws family was not one bit lighter than that of his own son.
More than two thousand people around watched in silence.
Everyone stared at the child standing in the center, that not tall, nor fat, very ordinary child - Teng Qing Shan!
The reason why he is so concerned is because Teng Qing Shans father, Teng Yong Fan, was the number one good man in the clan.
Tiger father begets no dog son; the father is a great hero, what about the son?
Hong Yongfan and Yuan Lan, the couple, held their breaths, even Xiao Qingyu stared at her brother with wide eyes.
"How heavy can it be?" Teng Qing Shan thought to himself as he walked towards those stones.
Teng Qing Shan walked past 10 jin, 15 jin and 20 jin stones without stopping, directly heading backwards.
"Qing Shan this kid......" Many peoples hearts were raised to their throats, "He didnt even try, and just walked away."
"Sixty kilograms, and hes still moving backwards!" Everyone became tense, initially they were just watching the show, but now it was intense. Because... if a particularly powerful person appears within a clan, the entire clan will benefit.
"Seventy pounds and still hasnt stopped!"
"Keep going back!"
Many of the people present widened their eyes, and even the normally calm Tribal Chief, Feng Yunlong, was somewhat tense. As for Teng Qing Shans father, Teng Yongfan, his face had turned red.
To know that the heavier objects can be lifted, the higher it is, the more difficult it becomes. At the limit, even adding a few pounds will make people collapse.
"Our clans first person in history, at the age of six, could already lift an eighty-jin stone." Teng Yunlong stared intently at Teng Qingshan. "An eighty-jin boulder and he hasnt stopped yet, still walking? This little guy, does he really have strength or is he intentionally fooling people?" Teng Yunlongs heart was lifted up.
The atmosphere in the entire martial arts arena became very tense.
Step by step forward, every move makes everyone nervous.
Suddenly——
Hong Qingshan finally stopped in his tracks and stood before a stone lock that weighed one hundred kilograms.
"I, Tengs family history first person, at the age of six, I also lifted eighty kilograms. For my father to earn some face, dont be too exaggerated. Just one hundred kilograms." Teng Qing Shan looked at the stone lock in front of him, thinking secretly in his heart.
