"What do you mean?"
Bowman squinted his eyes. Of course, he could hear the provocation in Chen Guang's words.
Pierce seemed to have guessed Chen Guang's thoughts. He was quite conflicted. He wanted to see what level Chen Guang was at when he went all out on the dynamometer, but he didn't want Chen Guang's opponent to be Bowman.
Bowman's technical and tactical level was very ordinary, and he never had many outstanding achievements in the super heavyweight boxing ring. He was often the background and stepping stone for others to become boxing champions. But no one could deny that the strength of his iron fist could not be said to dominate the boxing ring, but it could at least be ranked in the top five in history. It was very terrifying.
His explosive power and absolute strength could be called perfect. What shackled him was only his boxing business, his reflexes, and his character flaws.
Pierce quietly patted Chen Guang's shoulder. He thought about it again and again and still hoped that Chen Guang would not continue to waste words with Bowman.
He was still hoping to help Chen Guang build up his confidence and then pull him into the professional boxing world. If he gave Bowman, who only had brute force and no brains, a blow to his confidence at the beginning, who could he reason with?
"Wright, don't pay attention to him. Let's go to the side and drink. You are not a professional boxer yet, and you can't bring out the full potential of your body. Don't care about other people's data." Pierce didn't even want to let Chen Guang test the waters on the dynamometer.
He didn't think that Chen Guang, who had already entered the pretentious state, would be so easy to stop.
My pectoral muscles were roaring, and my Qilin arms were raging, okay?
If I don't use this guy named Bowman as a sacrifice, I'll be letting down my pectoral muscles that I've just trained!
Actually, Chen Guang really wanted to know to what extent his arm strength would improve after training his pectoral muscles. Wouldn't it be nice to have a fresh and hot reference object?
"Bowman, I don't mean anything special. I just want to know what your best result is. Make it simple. Make it simple. Give me an accurate number and cut the crap. "
Chen Guang put on a cold face and crossed his arms, ignoring Pierce who was trying to mediate.
Bowman grinned. "It sounds like you want to challenge me?"
Pierce clutched his forehead in pain. He couldn't stop it anymore. "Bowman, you've trained for many years as a professional boxer. There's nothing to be proud of. Control your emotions."
"747 kilograms, Mr. Pierce. This is the figure I got half a year ago before I participated in the Golden Belt Competition." Bowman said proudly. The numbers were indeed frightening. In the entire history of boxing, there were no more than ten people who could match Pierce's performance with a machine like that.
"Okay, okay, Bowman, I know you've been working hard. That's it." Pierce was afraid that Chen Guang would be hurt, so he quickly tried to smooth things over.
Chen Guang grinned. "Yo, not bad."
Bowman proudly said, "Of course, not everyone can be as strong as me. For example, you, Mr. Wright, the little guy from Huaxia. Although I'm not particularly rich, I can treat you to a good meal of steak. That will help you gain some weight."
"Shut up. 747 kilograms? That's nothing! "
Chen Guang suddenly turned around and walked to the dynamometer. Knowing Bowman's data, there was no point in talking nonsense with him.
"Wright … wait!" Pierce tried to stop him, but it was too late.
Chen Guang trotted to the dynamometer and said loudly, "Excuse me, everyone. I'm in a hurry."
"Mr. Pierce, why do you care about him? Even if this guy is really a genius like you said, isn't it good to teach him a lesson? "
Bowman looked at Chen Guang's back disdainfully. He thought to himself, "With this guy's physique, he should be on drugs if he can hit the standard of a middleweight boxer."
Although Pierce's estimate was optimistic, and he thought that Chen Guang should be able to easily exceed 500 kilograms, it was still too far away from Bowman's peak of 747 kilograms.
Alas, how did things become like this?
In fact, there were many different theories about fist force. For example, a weightlifter's arm strength was undoubtedly very strong, but they might not be able to punch as hard as an average boxer.
In addition, there were many different statistical methods.
For example, it depended on the instantaneous explosive force of the fist when it hit the target, the thrust exerted when it continued to push forward, or the impulse and momentum transmitted by the fist to the opponent during the entire process of punching out and retracting the fist. After converting the parameters such as the area of force, a relatively accurate Newton force could also be obtained.
Currently, the calculation method used by Pierce's equipment seemed to produce a higher number, but this did not mean that Pierce's theory was inaccurate, because it was originally a horizontal comparison calculation method.
In the North American boxing world, Pierce's system was highly recognized. Almost all famous boxers had participated in the Pierce system test, and the results were quite convincing. Even in the world, many countries had widely adopted the Pierce system.
When Wu Shan said that Chen Guang's fist force was 800 kilograms, he also used the calculation method of Pierce's system.
This was also what Pierce was most proud of. In addition to being a well-known professional boxing coach, he was also a well-known sports theorist. His coaching career was much more successful than his boxing career.
According to different classifications, boxers in each weight class had a fist force test ranking. Bowman's peak record was 747 kilograms, ranked third in the current super heavyweight class, and fifth in history.
Currently, the number one in the current and history was another genius super heavyweight, Hancock. His peak record was 807 kilograms!
On the other side, the crowd in front of the strength tester had long noticed the dispute between the Huaxia kid and Bowman. Seeing him stride over, the crowd had the mentality of watching a good show, and they all moved to the sides.
"This guy, he can't really want to challenge Bowman, right?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Although Bowman has never won a gold belt, his punches are really no joke. Last year, I gave him a punch and almost KO'd on the spot."
"I don't know what Mr. Pierce is thinking. Why doesn't he stop this meaningless challenge? After all, this Wright Chen and Bowman are not in the same weight class. There is no value in comparing, right? "
"Who knows, but it seems that Mr. Pierce really values Wright Chen. Maybe he really is a middleweight genius, the next Mayweather or Paquin?"
Listening to the crowd gradually gather around him and talk, Bowman finally realized that he seemed to have done something wrong. "Mr. Pierce, I'm really sorry. You know I don't have much bad intentions towards him. I've always spoken like this."
Pierce waved his hand helplessly. "Alright, shut up. If he doesn't want to become a professional boxer because of this, don't even think about asking me to train you in the future. Even if you pay me 500,000 dollars a month, it's still impossible!"
When the crowd heard this, they were finally sure that they had guessed correctly. Mr. Pierce really did like this Huaxia guy.
Bowman was anxious. With his level and talent, after getting a tailor-made training plan by Pierce, he had finally been able to stand in the ring of the finals of the fight for the gold belt from a second-rate boxer. If he really offended Pierce, he could almost directly announce his retirement.
"Don't!"
"Alright, Bowman, Mr. Pierce is angry. Whatever you say is useless. I will participate in your retirement charity match."
"Jared, you bastard, I will definitely blast you into the sky."
Pierce waved his hand impatiently. "Be quiet, all of you."
After saying that, he nervously looked at Chen Guang who was a few meters in front of him.
At this time, Chen Guang was standing about a meter in front of the dynamometer, but he was not in a hurry to throw a punch. Instead, he closed his eyes and hung his hands very relaxed on both sides. No one knew what he was doing.
"Is this the magic of the Huaxia people? Is he practicing Qigong? China Kung Fu? Like Bruce Lee? "
Someone couldn't help but tease.
At this time, Chen Guang suddenly opened his eyes. He clenched his hands into fists and raised them to the level of the tip of his nose. His back was slightly arched like a slingshot, and the tip of his left foot was on tiptoe. He was ready to punch.
Pierce's worried eyes suddenly focused. He didn't know why, but he seemed to vaguely hear a buzzing vibration from Chen Guang's direction. It felt like an electric motor was storing energy.
Pierce didn't hear it wrong. The buzzing sound was actually because Chen Guang was constantly tightening all the muscles in his body, especially the two pectoralis major that had just been trained. They couldn't stop shaking, and the vibration was even more violent than when the phone was switched on.
Chen Guang adjusted his breathing, and his muscles were getting tighter and tighter.
Pierce's eyes became more and more serious. Unlike other boxers or ordinary players who participated in arm wrestling, he had a pair of very sharp eyes. In his eyes, Chen Guang inexplicably gave him a feeling of extremely terrible explosive power.
The loose Hawaiian suit wrapped around his body. As he kept accumulating energy in his body, a gust of wind blew, making him look a little funny at this time. But Pierce couldn't laugh at all.
He faintly had an illusion in his heart that Wright didn't seem to need training. He knew how to use force.
In fact, Pierce really didn't guess wrong. Previously in the cafe in Yanjing, the reason why he felt that Chen Guang's boxing skills were very poor, and his strength was very poor was purely because Chen Guang was playing the role of Will Smith, who played Ali. He deliberately lowered his level in the world of acting.
Chen Guang's Kirin Arm had already been tempered in the World in the Cup, and it had even evolved to a more perfect level than ordinary people at the genetic level. How could he not know how to use force?
Since they wanted to see God, and Chen Guang felt that it was necessary to defend the dignity of the Chinese people, of course, he didn't hold back anymore. He planned to scare Bowman, who had a bad mouth, into shutting his mouth, or at least not closing it.
In the past, he had never tried to punch with all his strength. After all, when fighting with people, who would let you pose for a long time?
There was no doubt that today would be his heaviest punch that surpassed himself.
Finally, Chen Guang moved. The muscles of his right leg suddenly tightened, and his left foot, which was on tiptoe, suddenly took a big step forward. At the same time, his right leg, which had just tightened and bent, opened up like a spring. His originally arched back also quickly stretched out.
Chen Guang's left hand was horizontally in front of his body to maintain balance, and his right hand was pulled back like a bow, tightly stretched.
At this moment, Pierce was completely stunned.
What a perfect strength technique, what a terrible explosive force. Not only did he have a terrible strength in his hands, but the strength that his legs released for a short period of time when they bounced out was even stronger than the former heavy cannon of the football world, Roberto Carlos!
This guy was simply the embodiment of strength and beauty!
Chen Guang's right hand opened up more and more, and his body also leaned forward. Time seemed to stop at this moment, but suddenly accelerated.
His right hand finally exerted force, swinging wildly, and his fist blasted out like a cannonball!
Boom!
Almost no one clearly saw how his right fist blasted out, but there was already a deafening loud sound coming from the dynamometer.
The dynamometer, which was verified to be able to withstand more than 1,500 kilograms of force when it was tested, trembled wildly, and the target that had been knocked over by Chen Guang's fist was on the verge of collapse.
The huge backyard of the villa was silent. Everyone stared at the terrible four-digit number on the digital display on top of the dynamometer with their mouths wide open, unable to say a word.
One thousand and eighty-eight kilograms!
Pierce went crazy, completely crazy. He covered his mouth and almost couldn't help but want to cry and kneel on the ground.
He was a hundred percent sure that this dynamometer, which he had personally participated in designing, couldn't have any possibility of malfunction, and the data that Wright typed out must be real and reliable.
He really didn't dream that on such an occasion, for the first time, he would see a human's fist break through the four-digit natural moat, and directly advance to the terrible number of one thousand and eighty-eight kilograms!
As a retired boxer, as a representative of the professional boxing world, Pierce knew what this meant. This made him so happy that his eyes brimmed with tears, and he even felt that he had no regrets in this life.
What was even more frightening was that this number was actually punched out by a middleweight!
Bowman's mouth was wide open, and he really couldn't say a word for a long time. "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Something must have gone wrong somewhere! "
"Bullsh * t gone wrong! This is definitely an unprecedented punch in human history! Wright! Oh my god, my Wright, you really are the angel that God gave me! You're like a light cannon! That's right, a light cannon! Wright, from now on, this will be your nickname in the boxing ring! "
Pierce slowly walked in Chen Guang's direction with an intoxicated look on his face.
Lord Guang was also shocked. Compared to the eight hundred kilograms he had punched out the last time on Phoenix Spring Mountain, he had already unknowingly broken through to the level of one thousand and eighty-eight kilograms. That was an increase of a whole thirty-five percent!
It looked like the hardships he had suffered recently hadn't been in vain. His Qilin Arm had already reached its limit. This change must have been caused by the evolution of the other muscles in his body, such as the perfected Wind-god's Legs and the two great pectoral muscles.
He turned back to glance at Bowman very proudly and coolly. "Bowman, let me gift you a sentence. A big head doesn't mean a hard fist. Do you understand now?"
Awesome, I love seeing you guys so scared that you want to kneel on the ground.
Needless to say, in just a moment, the dozens of people present began to send faith points to his Qilin Arm. Although due to the number of people, there wasn't a lot of faith points, but at least it proved that this kind of posturing was a very effective way to gain faith points.
Then, Chen Guang coolly shook his head again, intending to wave to enhance his posturing effect.
Hiss!
Pain!
F * ck!
I forgot to train the pectoral muscles in the chest and abdomen. My back muscles are strained!
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