The three female companions of the rich young master all let out "wow" sounds in surprise.
These surprised and respectful gazes were especially enjoyable for the rich young master. He continued to smash down with his fist, and the machine made a huge "bang" sound, and the number jumped to 258 kilograms.
The rich young master looked at the female instructor and smiled, but he didn't say anything. However, the disdain in his eyes was hard to hide.
The female instructor was still as cold as ever, and her beautiful face was filled with calmness.
The rich young master took a few steps back, and then he ran up and punched the machine with all his might.
With a loud bang, the number shot up to 299 kilograms, and even his two buddies let out exclamations of shock.
"What a shame, Old Zhou. You almost broke 300 kilograms!"
The rich young master, Old Zhou, also felt it was a bit of a shame, but this number was enough to slap the faces of those two military kids. He even looked at the cold and aloof female instructor again and said in a strange tone, "I'm really a little disappointed. It turns out that the soldiers in the army are like this. In my heart, I always thought that soldiers were like American soldiers, full of explosive muscles and strength, giving people a sense of oppression at first glance. I didn't expect that they're just strong in appearance but weak in reality.
"What the f * ck did you say?" The two soldiers were immediately enraged.
The rich young master laughed and said, "What? Could it be that the numbers I saw were wrong? Could it be that there's a bug in this internationally certified dynamometer system? Could it be that your strength test is not lower than mine? Come on, I'm just an amateur and I'm still stronger than you guys. Didn't they say that the military focuses on increasing the difficulty of training every day? But why do I see weak results on you guys? "
The two soldiers really wanted to go up and spar with him, but they were sternly scolded by the female instructor, "Stop!"
Following orders was the duty of a soldier, and no matter how angry the two soldiers were, they didn't let their anger get to their heads.
The female instructor faintly said to the provoking Old Zhou, "You don't have to compare yourself to them. These two are new recruits that just joined the military, so today's strength test can't show their limit."
Old Zhou chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that the soldiers in the army are like this."
The three women immediately laughed. "My distant cousin even said that she wanted to marry a soldier. She said that being a soldier would give you a sense of security. Only today did I realize that not all soldiers have a sense of security."
Every sentence they said was enough to make the two soldiers go berserk. Xu Cheng knew all too well what it was like for soldiers to start a fight at the slightest disagreement. Therefore, before the group of people started fighting, he stepped forward and interrupted, "If you guys don't use the dynamometer, please let me use it."
Old Zhou's two buddies raised their eyebrows and looked at Xu Cheng with disdain written all over their eyes.
"Hey, can't you see we are using it?" One of the young masters gestured to Xu Cheng.
The other one sized Xu Cheng up and down and snorted in disdain. "Someone like you wants to play this game? Let's go to the gym and start training from lifting the dumbbells. "
"Yeah, it's not owned by your family." Xu Cheng impatiently nudged the guy with his elbow, and that young master immediately got angry.
Old Zhou immediately stopped him and didn't even look at Xu Cheng as he said, "If you can't hit 180 kilograms, then don't embarrass yourself. Get the f * ck off."
Xu Cheng didn't pay attention to him. He raised his fist and looked at it. That day, he easily pushed Shen Yao into the air. Based on Shen Yao's weight of 47 kilograms and how high she flew, Xu Cheng estimated that push should have at least produced 150 kilograms of force.
Thinking about that, Xu Cheng took in a deep breath. Maybe he should try out his light punch first to see how much force he could produce.
Immediately, he stood in place and punched the dynamometer.
The number immediately jumped out to 165 kilograms.
"Hahahaha …" Old Zhou and his two buddies immediately burst into laughter.
130 to 180 was basically the range of a normal person. Xu Cheng only hit 165, and it wasn't even the 170 that Old Zhou said. This was too weak.
The female instructor saw that the three young masters had already shifted their attention to Xu Cheng, so she didn't plan on staying. It was good that the two soldiers could take this blow, and if they could regain some fighting spirit in the future, it would be worth it for her to come here and train the recruits from the two clans.
"Let's go," she said to the two soldiers and was about to leave the dynamometer area.
However, just as she took two steps forward, Xu Cheng threw another punch at her on the spot.
This time, the number jumped to 198!
The female instructor's beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, and the three young masters and women who were laughing at Xu Cheng almost choked on the number that jumped out. Even the two recruits behind the instructor's eyelids twitched.
Xu Cheng pulled back his hand, and then he punched again.
Bam!
228！
This time, everyone's eyes were filled with shock, wondering if there was something wrong with the dynamometer. Was there something wrong with the number?
Xu Cheng pulled back his fist and punched again!
288！
The female instructor's eyes widened, and she looked at Xu Cheng's back in shock.
The two soldiers gulped. The three young masters were dumbfounded, and the three women didn't know what was going on. It was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.
Xu Cheng pulled back his fist and punched again.
368！
Pulled back his fist and punched again!
455！
Pulled back his fist and punched again! This time, Xu Cheng used his usual powerful aura and punched out.
Bam!
750！
Almost everyone couldn't stay calm at this moment. The three young masters swallowed a mouthful of saliva at the same time and felt a chill run down their spines. All of a sudden, they thought that if they had a quarrel with this person just now, would this guy beat them into a vegetable with a single punch?
Thinking about how Tyson's 450kg punch was enough to knock out a normal person, this 750 was just …
However, it didn't seem like it was going to stop.
This time, Xu Cheng decided to use a chopping punch. He felt like he had used all of his strength in that punch. He didn't notice that when he used the chopping punch, the female instructor who was about to leave already turned around and stared at him. Almost everyone was looking at him.
Xu Cheng let out a low roar and punched down with all his might. Bam! The force was so great that it almost shook the dynamometer.
After a dull thud, the data that popped out was enough to make the people behind him doubt their lives.
1257！
The sound of people gulping came from all around.
Xu Cheng looked at his own fist and wondered if he missed something. Right, run-up!
He took a few steps back and bumped into Old Zhou. Xu Cheng looked at him and said, "Excuse me."
Before he could even finish, Old Zhou jumped away like a mouse that saw a cat. It was as if Xu Cheng was a meat grinder that made people feel pressured and scared.
Xu Cheng stood in the distance and got ready. Then, he charged up, and when he was less than a meter away from the dynamometer, he suddenly jumped up. Then, he raised his fist up high and punched down.
White smoke came out of the dynamometer with a bang, and then the interior of the dynamometer caught on fire and became useless.
Old Zhou and the two soldiers behind him, including the cold female instructor, all stared at the scene with their mouths agape.
The dynamometer was smashed with one punch? Holy sh * t, just how strong was he?
Xu Cheng saw that the dynamometer was broken, and his eyes widened. "Holy sh * t, I can't see the numbers on that last punch."
But he also realized that he smashed the dynamometer, so he immediately pretended like nothing happened and left. He did leave, leaving behind a bunch of dumbfounded people.
Old Zhou looked at Xu Cheng's back and gulped. "It's not the dynamometer, it's just that this guy is too sick."
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