After a few tries, Fang Qiu returned the dynamometer to Han Yuxuan.
He took the dynamometer.
Han Yuxuan walked up to the host and said, "Since we're going to compete, we should let everyone see it. Staff, please point the camera at the dynamometer."
Since Fang Qiu had decided to accept the challenge, the host had nothing to say but nodded to the staff.
The cameraman hurried to the stage.
Fang Qiu and Han Yuxuan stood in the center of the stage.
Because the camera was connected to the big screen, the cameraman aimed at the dynamometer and the two of them.
Under the stage.
Everyone could clearly see the numbers on the dynamometer.
"The rules are simple."
Han Yuxuan looked at Fang Qiu and said, "Let's compete to see who has the smallest error."
"Up to you."
Fang Qiu nodded.
"First, 50 kilograms."
Han Yuxuan looked at Fang Qiu and asked, "How about it?"
"Okay."
Fang Qiu agreed.
"Good."
Han Yuxuan nodded with satisfaction and took a deep breath. He reached his right hand forward, put his thumb on the center of the dynamometer and pressed it down quickly.
He retracted it with a single press!
A number popped up on the dynamometer.
At this moment.
Everyone was shocked.
They were not only shocked that Han Yuxuan could suddenly exert 50 kilograms of force, but also that the error was only 0.3 kilograms, which was only 300 grams.
How light 300 grams was!
What kind of control did one have over one's strength to be able to do that?
Even if they looked down on Han Yuxuan, a sore loser, they had to admit that Han Yuxuan's move was really good!
But they were more worried about Fang Qiu.
"There's only a difference of 0.3 kg. Such a small difference. Can Fang Qiu make it? And can he really set bones? "
"Even if he can, don't forget that he's still suffering from food poisoning. It's hard for him to answer, let alone control his strength."
For a moment, everyone looked at Fang Qiu with their hearts in their mouths.
Han Yuxuan looked at his score with satisfaction and smiled proudly at the camera. He turned to Fang Qiu and said, "It's your turn."
Fang Qiu stepped forward under everyone's gaze.
"Come on! Fang Qiu! "
Jiang Miaoyu cheered for Fang Qiu.
"Fang, come on."
Although Han Yuxuan was her friend, Jiang Mengjie still supported Fang Qiu.
"The youngest! I've never seen you lose when it comes to arguing with others. You must win this time! "
Zhu Benzheng, Sun Hao, and Zhou Xiaotian also clenched their fists and cheered for Fang Qiu.
Fang Qiu took a deep breath and put his thumb on the center of the dynamometer. Recalling the grasp of the strength value in the previous test in his mind, his eyes flashed and he pressed it instantly.
The moment he touched it, he withdrew it!
"Beep —"
A row of numbers immediately appeared on the dynamometer.
Everyone's eyes widened as they craned their necks to look at the screen.
The audience instantly fell silent.
Then, a wave of exclamations broke out.
"The difference is only 0.1 kg? A hundred grams? The weight of two eggs? "
"Damn! Fang Qiu really knew bonesetting! I thought it was fake. Haha, Han Yuxuan must be dumbfounded by this error.
"Amazing!
Everyone looked at Han Yuxuan mockingly.
Look!
Look!
'I let you compete, but now you've dug your own grave, haven't you?' Serves you right!
Fang Qiu is stronger than you!
Jiang Miaoyu and Jiang Mengjie were relieved.
It turned out that Fang Qiu was really so powerful.
"The youngest, well done! I knew you're the No.1 King of Insults in the whole school! You're really awesome! "
Zhu Benzheng, Sun Hao, and Zhou Xiaotian said happily. Chen Yinsheng and Qi Kaiwen, who were in the audience, breathed a sigh of relief.
They smiled.
Fang Qiu didn't let them down.
Chen Yinsheng looked at the astonished Jiang Hai and said with a smile, "That was quite exciting."
"Haha."
Jiang Hai gave a hollow laugh and said nothing. On the stage, Han Yuxuan looked at the value on the screen and raised his eyebrows in surprise.
He didn't expect that Fang Qiu's control of strength was so strong.
It seemed that he deserved his reputation!
But it was not over yet.
This was just the beginning.
Han Yuxuan narrowed his eyes and said to Fang Qiu, "Again, 30 kg this time!"
"Okay."
Fang Qiu nodded.
"Since you want to compete, let's do it!"
Han Yuxuan came to the dynamometer, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and threw away all emotions. Then, he suddenly opened his eyes.
He put his finger on the dynamometer and pressed.
The difference was only 0.1 kg!
It was the same as Fang Qiu's last error.
Seeing this result, Han Yuxuan shook his head with some dissatisfaction.
The audience immediately looked at Fang Qiu.
They were looking forward to Fang Qiu's success.
"Damn this guy!"
Fang Qiu walked to the dynamometer and pressed.
As the value came out, the audience applauded and cheered.
And the difference was smaller than his opponent's.
20 grams was still small!
"Continue!"
Han Yuxuan looked serious for the first time. He realized that he had met a tough opponent today!
"This time, 25 kg!"
He reached out and pressed.
The difference was only 40 grams, even smaller than Fang Qiu's.
Seeing this result, Han Yuxuan's serious face revealed a trace of a smile.
This was his normal level.
"It's your turn!"
Han Yuxuan said.
Fang Qiu stepped forward and pressed again without a word.
As the value came out, the audience was stunned.
The value was the same, and the difference was the same!
It was a tie.
Although he didn't win, he didn't lose either.
Everyone could accept it.
Seeing this value, Han Yuxuan smiled.
"That's it. This is your maximum accuracy."
Fang Qiu also smiled. His smile was very meaningful.
Only he himself knew why this value came out.
"It's a tie this time. Continue, 10 kg."
Han Yuxuan said again.
After Fang Qiu agreed, he stepped forward again and pressed on the dynamometer.
The difference was reduced again, only 30 grams.
Han Yuxuan looked at Fang Qiu with a confident smile.
Fang Qiu smiled, stepped forward, and pressed on the dynamometer.
Still the same!
Everyone was stunned again, including Han Yuxuan.
Another tie?
What happened?
Could it be that they were evenly matched?
Everyone was puzzled. Han Yuxuan didn't expect Fang Qiu to be so difficult.
"The value of kilograms is too high."
Just when everyone was surprised, he suddenly said, "Dare to compete with me for more precision? Let's use grams as the unit! "
The smaller the force, the more control needed, and the easier it was to make a mistake.
Fang Qiu smiled and shook his head under everyone's gaze.
It wasn't a coincidence that they were tied twice.
He did it on purpose.
In other words, he was using the same value to accurately measure his strength.
He could press as much as he wanted!
The poison in his body was almost gone. He could do it with such precision!
"What? Afraid to compete? "
Han Yuxuan said disdainfully.
Everyone also looked at Fang Qiu in surprise.
They didn't understand why Fang Qiu, who had never been afraid of any challenge, would shake his head.
Under everyone's gaze, Fang Qiu walked directly to the dynamometer.
Looking at Han Yuxuan, he pressed on the dynamometer and said softly, "Five kilograms!"
After that, he instantly pressed.
"Beep —"
On the big screen, the number displayed on the dynamometer was exactly "5KG"!
Not a bit more, not a bit less, extremely accurate.
Before everyone could react.
Fang Qiu spoke again.
"Three kilograms."
His finger pressed instantly.
On the screen, the number displayed was "3 kilograms"!
"Two kilograms, one kilogram, five hundred grams."
Fang Qiu kept repeating.
Every time he spoke, his finger pressed down.
Every time the number displayed on the dynamometer was exactly the same as what he said, without any deviation.
Extremely accurate.
Not even a gram of error!
Seeing this scene.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Including Han Yuxuan.
He didn't expect that Fang Qiu could be so accurate.
He could have as many values as he wanted.
This was the state he had been dreaming of!
But Fang Qiu didn't stop.
Fang Qiu opened his mouth again. He gently said a value that shocked everyone.
"Three grams!"
How much?
Three grams?
Before everyone could think of the weight of three grams, Fang Qiu had already reached out his hand and lightly pressed on the dynamometer.
"Beep —"
“3g!”
Extremely accurate!
"Two grams!"
Again accurate, without any error.
"One gram!"
Still accurate.
As the number of one gram appeared on the dynamometer, Fang Qiu finally stopped, smiling at Han Yuxuan.
At this moment.
The audience was silent.
Everyone was shocked by Fang Qiu's move.
He repeated it several times in a row without any error.
The most frightening thing was that he could even achieve three grams, two grams, and one gram!
Just how precise was his grasp of strength?
It was simply terrifying!
They would never encounter a short weight in the future when they were buying vegetables!
Not only the onlookers and the host, but also the cameraman, who had been carrying the camera, froze on the spot. The camera kept pointing at the number on the dynamometer, motionless for a long time.
"Is it enough? Do you want me to show you again? "
Just when everyone was dumbfounded, Fang Qiu's voice suddenly came.
Under the stage.
Only then did everyone recover from their shock.
Hiss —
They all sucked in a breath of cold air.
Holy crap!
How domineering!
Is it enough?
If not, continue!
Let's see if you are convinced!
"Domineering! This is the youngest! The youngest is back! "
Sun Hao said excitedly.
"Yes, this is our good brother. This is the youngest I know. Even if he is food poisoned, he is still a freak!"
Zhou Xiaotian also said excitedly.
To be honest.
They felt sorry for Fang Qiu who came to the competition despite such great pain and won the championship in a domineering way.
But now they felt that the youngest was too awesome. It was his biggest regret that he didn't come!
He had a unique skill but didn't have a chance to use it. That was his biggest regret!
"You …"
Han Yuxuan had been staring at the 0.001 number on the dynamometer. He didn't come to himself until Fang Qiu's question. He trembled and looked at Fang Qiu in horror.
But he just said one word.
Fang Qiu said again with a smile.
"121.89 grams!"
As he spoke, Fang Qiu's thumb pressed on the dynamometer again.
The next moment.
On the big screen, the number on the dynamometer was 121.89 grams.
Accurate to 0.01g!
The audience was silent.
Han Yuxuan was completely stunned.
"How could it be? How could it be?"
He murmured.
He kept rubbing his eyes, trying to convince himself that everything in front of him was an illusion.
But no matter how hard he looked, the number on the dynamometer didn't change at all.
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