Chapter 2148: Catch the tripod
"The chief disciple of Black tortoise Sect is indeed formidable. The second time lifting the tripod seems even easier than the first. It's truly eye-opening!"
"Looking at it this way, that warrior who challenged Black Tortoise Sect might be in danger."
"No dodging, no leaking energy, can't let the tripod touch the ground. Relying solely on the body to withstand it, the pressure is truly immense. Deserves it for getting into such a situation due to stubbornness!"
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Watching Adler lifting the tripod, the warriors were discussing fervently.
Some were amazed at Adler's strength, while others sympathized with Dustin's predicament.
Of course, there were also those reveling in others' misfortune.
"Kid! It's your turn! Catch the tripod!"
Holding the tripod, Adler turned in a half circle, then suddenly threw it towards Dustin's head.
The fifty-thousand kilograms tripod, like a missile, whistled through the air, slamming heavily towards Dustin.
Dustin stood there without dodging, hands behind his back, seemingly oblivious.
Only when the tripod was about to hit did he suddenly make a move, slapping his palm on the tripod.
"Bang!"
A loud explosion echoed.
The bronze tripod was directly slapped with a deep imprint by Dustin. The immense force caused the tripod to fly up in the air, rapidly spinning like a top, shedding a lot of rust and dust.
"What?!"
Seeing the bronze tripod spinning in the air, the entire venue changed color.
Everyone widened their eyes, displaying expressions of disbelief.
Especially Adler and Terry, they were shocked, unable to believe what they were witnessing.
The bronze tripod used in the test from the Infernal Mountain was reinforced with special materials, exceptionally heavy, and extraordinarily hard.
Yet, Dustin not only slapped away the fifty-thousand kilograms bronze tripod but also left a deep imprint on it.
It was simply unbelievable!
None of them had expected Dustin to possess such terrifying strength.
No wonder he was so confident; turns out, he had been hiding his true abilities.
"Here, take it back!"
Before anyone could recover, Dustin struck again, as if flicking a spinning top, he slapped the airborne bronze tripod with another palm.
"Bang!"
Another explosion.
The bronze tripod was again imprinted by Dustin's palm. Its heavy and massive body instantly shot out, like a kicked football, rapidly smashing towards Adler.
"Ah?!"
Adler's expression changed, retreating several steps in fear.
But soon, he realized his mistake.
Retreating at this point would undoubtedly mean admitting defeat. As the chief disciple of Black Tortoise Sect, he couldn't afford to lose face.
Regardless, he had to withstand the pressure.
"Good! Come on!"
Adler shouted loudly, mobilizing his true qi, and his palms fiercely struck the incoming bronze tripod.
In his view, if Dustin could do it, so could he.
"Bang!"
Adler's palms solidly hit the tripod.
The heavy tripod only slightly paused, then, with a tremendous impact, instantly bent Adler's arms and directly slammed into his chest.
"Ah~!"
Adler let out a miserable scream, flying several meters before heavily falling to the ground, spitting out blood from his mouth.