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Chapter 162 The Powerful Man's Prestige Begins Invisibly
There was no one around this strength tester. These boxers knew their own strength very well, and there was no need to test it every day. Therefore, there were almost no people around this strength tester.Uploaded by a netizen==
When Zhao Wuji walked over, no one noticed.
Zhao Wuji stretched out a hand, of course, he didn't think about punching it down, if he punched down, let alone measure the strength of the punch, I'm afraid even the ground would be shattered.
Therefore, Zhao Wou-ki just slowly stretched out his hand, then stretched out a finger, used that finger to touch the contact surface, and slowly pressed down.
At the same time, Zao Wou-ki observed the value on the dial with both eyes,
The range of this punching tester is 0 to 1000 kilograms, that is, two thousand catties, one ton of punching force.
Although this value is relatively large, it is still suitable for the outstanding boxers here under explosive conditions.
The value of a normal boxer's punch is [-] to [-] kilograms, and the value of an excellent boxer is [-] to [-] kilograms. The monster boxer here can use a punch of up to [-] kilograms, which is already at the S level.
Zhao Wou-ki lightly tapped it with his finger, and the value on the dial had already started to soar.
Zhao Wuji frowned, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and the outstretched hand had stopped.
As if time stood still.
Without any warning, his finger dropped down and never lifted up again.
The pointer on the dial suddenly started to rise, and finally soared to more than 700 kilograms.
That is a full 1400 catties!
To know.Zao Wou-ki's finger is purely using the force from the root of his own finger, he didn't use his wrist or even his arm to exert any force behind it.
It is conceivable what a terrifying strength this is.It can be said that Zao Wou-ki may not need to punch when he goes on the stage to punch.
People swing their fists and beat them with enthusiasm, but he may just flick his fingers and beat others without any parrying power.
Of course, no boxer saw this terrifying scene, which is normal, Zhao Wou-ki did not make any earth-shattering movements, so no one noticed this scene.
Zhao Wou-ki glanced left and right, and waved his fist with some viciousness.
The fist will come out in a very small range, within that small area, there will be a buzzing like a hummingbird, and with a bang, Zao Wou-ki's entire fist will turn into an afterimage and hit the punching instrument instantly, and then, And retracted like lightning.
On the fist strength tester, the value on the dial instantly increased rapidly, so fast that it was unimaginable.
Bang!
There was a low, muffled sound, and after the pointer on the dial reached its peak in an instant, it clicked twice, creaked twice, and there was no more movement.
On the other hand, the contact surface of the fist strength tester is deeply concave.
You must know that the contact surface of this boxing strength testing machine is made of extremely strong materials, the purpose is to prevent others from breaking it in repeated use.
And Zao Wou-ki completely destroyed this fist strength tester with just the power of his fist. The elbows and shoulders behind the fist are the main sources of Zhao Wou-ki's huge strength, but this time, Zao Wou-ki only used his fist. , the latter one is useless.
Zhao Wou-ki curled his lips slightly, turned and left.
Ten seconds after he had just left, a black boxer from the A-level area came to the boxing strength testing machine, wiped his fists, and was about to exert force, but suddenly found that the pointer on the dial was not right. Look at the end of the pointer, only to find that the end of the pointer has already been tangled and broken.
He cursed secretly in his heart: "Which bastard has nothing to do and ruined this." He is very annoyed, "It seems that I have to find another place to measure one side, and I haven't measured it for a month. He muttered a few words, and was about to leave, but when he glanced at his eyes, he was dumbfounded, and his sweaty face turned a little pale.
"This is!"
He stared intently at the contact surface on the boxing strength tester, almost fainting, only to see a clear fist mark deeply imprinted on it, like someone punched in the mud.
"Someone must be playing a prank. How could there be such a person?" He kept comforting himself in his heart, but he was a little unconfident in his heart, so he quietly picked up his fist and stamped it.
"Hiss, it's so hot!" His eyes widened suddenly, he quickly moved his hand away, shook his hand, and at the same time stepped back several times, as if seeing a ghost.
"impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!" Perhaps his voice was louder, and many boxers looked at him with unfriendly expressions.
However, he is an A-level black boxer here. Many people know him, and no one dares to do anything to him. However, several A-level boxers saw this man like this and made fun of him: "What's the matter?" , Could it be that your fist strength has dropped, making you look like this now."
The man took a long breath, waved his hands, and left without wanting to talk.
He wanted to be quiet.
After Zhao Wou-ki left that place, he returned to the area where Level B was fully collected. There, Zhao Wou-ki saw that Luo Yuan was still beating the sandbag non-stop. He was sweating profusely, but his muscles and bones were completely exhausted. After practicing, every time he moves, he can see the muscles of his whole body churning and surging again and again, a wave of ripples is a wave of strength.
Boom...boom...
He hit the huge sandbag one after another, and the sandbag kept falling and then bouncing away in a strange way, falling and then bouncing away immediately.
This situation continued continuously, but it made Luo Yuan's blood further boil and exuberant.
"Drink...drink!!" Luo Yuan twisted all his muscles, feeling refreshed, "This feeling is simply bang."
As soon as this sentence was said, Luo Yuan took a step back and punched the entire sandbag into the sky, falling and going up, just like a pendulum clock.
Afterwards, Luo Yuan transformed his fist into a palm, and pressed on the falling sandbag, causing the sandbag to enter a state of stagnation. Then, he bent his body slightly, and when he looked back, he saw Zhao Wou-ki standing there with a coquettish smile. Watching Luo Yuan's every movement.
"How about you, come and try?" Luo Yuan left the sandbag, opened a bottle of water and drank it, then wiped his mouth, looked at Zhao Wuji with a meaningful smile and said.
Zhao Wou-ki could naturally see the nervousness in Luo Yuan's heart at this moment, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Forget it, I won't try it." Zhao Wuji shook his head, not wanting to join in the fun.However, he saw the boxers around him stop, with a smile of watching the show, with some malicious intentions.
"Try!" Luo Yuan was a little impatient, thinking: "He won't be so weak!"
"Forget it." Seeing that Zhao Wou-ki didn't move, Luo Yuan lost his interest, and planned to call Banner to see if he had arrived.
Zhao Wou-ki looked around lightly, then glanced at Luo Yuan who had already taken out his cell phone, the corner of his mouth raised, but there was a movement.
Under the eyes of so many people, Zhao Wou-ki walked up to the sandbag, and then stopped.
He looked at the joking eyes, at the fun-loving crowd, he looked at Zhou Yuan who was casually preparing to make a call, but still glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.
Then, with a wanton smile, he walked forward with one hand in the shape of a blade, and drove straight into the sandbag.
His hand was so fast that the surroundings hadn't recovered their senses, and it was so fast that the air hadn't even had time to make a sound.
Then, Zhao Wuji's hand slashed across the air, cutting through the airflow, the afterimage flickered, going back and forth like lightning.
Then, Zao Wou-ki stopped, as if he had never moved before.
The sandbag didn't move at all.
"What the hell are you doing?" Many people were full of displeasure.
"Pretending to be a ghost?"
Zhao Wou-ki looked at the people around him coldly, and left the sandbag with a sneer.
A boxer glanced at Zhao Wou-ki who was leaving, looked at him with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, picked up the sandbag and prepared to rub his hands.
As soon as his hand touched the sandbag, all he saw was a sandbag that barely held together and split open.
Swish... Swipe Swipe...
The bag full of coarse sand poured out all at once, spraying the boxer with coarse sand all over his body.
"This, this..." The boxer was flustered, and then he became incoherent. When he was nervous, his feet slipped, but he fell a big somersault on the coarse sand.
All the boxers around who saw this scene were stunned.
What power is this?
The sandbag is motionless, but it has already been destroyed. This is simply impossible.
What the hell!
All the boxers looked as if they had seen a ghost, and looked at the astonishing scene in disbelief.
The strong stand out, starting from the invisible!
Zhao Wou-ki used his own way to shatter the suspicious, contemptuous and mocking gazes around him.
Zao Wou-ki walked to the side, patted Luo Yuan who was almost petrified, and asked lightly: "Has he...arrived?"
Although Luo Yuan's shoulder didn't hurt, but at this moment, he felt like a piece of ceramic, which started to shatter from the shoulder, and finally turned into a piece of porcelain.
"He...he'll be here later." Luo Yuan took two quick breaths through his nose, and said to Zhao Wou-ki with great fear.
"That's good." Zhao Wuji nodded, then looked at Luo Yuan up and down, and commented lightly: "It's a pity that your bones are not opened."
Hearing Zhao Wou-ki's words, Luo Yuan was startled immediately.
Regarding his own situation, he actually knows a little bit. First of all, he was born with a good skeleton, but due to malnutrition since childhood, he couldn't make up for it.As a result, the good skeleton of his whole body could not be fully opened. If he had had good things to supplement his body since he was a child, his current level should be A level, and there is still room for improvement in the future.
It's just that this loss is loss, and although he tried to remedy it later, it was of little use.
When Zhao Wuji walked over, no one noticed.
Zhao Wuji stretched out a hand, of course, he didn't think about punching it down, if he punched down, let alone measure the strength of the punch, I'm afraid even the ground would be shattered.
Therefore, Zhao Wou-ki just slowly stretched out his hand, then stretched out a finger, used that finger to touch the contact surface, and slowly pressed down.
At the same time, Zao Wou-ki observed the value on the dial with both eyes,
The range of this punching tester is 0 to 1000 kilograms, that is, two thousand catties, one ton of punching force.
Although this value is relatively large, it is still suitable for the outstanding boxers here under explosive conditions.
The value of a normal boxer's punch is [-] to [-] kilograms, and the value of an excellent boxer is [-] to [-] kilograms. The monster boxer here can use a punch of up to [-] kilograms, which is already at the S level.
Zhao Wou-ki lightly tapped it with his finger, and the value on the dial had already started to soar.
Zhao Wuji frowned, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and the outstretched hand had stopped.
As if time stood still.
Without any warning, his finger dropped down and never lifted up again.
The pointer on the dial suddenly started to rise, and finally soared to more than 700 kilograms.
That is a full 1400 catties!
To know.Zao Wou-ki's finger is purely using the force from the root of his own finger, he didn't use his wrist or even his arm to exert any force behind it.
It is conceivable what a terrifying strength this is.It can be said that Zao Wou-ki may not need to punch when he goes on the stage to punch.
People swing their fists and beat them with enthusiasm, but he may just flick his fingers and beat others without any parrying power.
Of course, no boxer saw this terrifying scene, which is normal, Zhao Wou-ki did not make any earth-shattering movements, so no one noticed this scene.
Zhao Wou-ki glanced left and right, and waved his fist with some viciousness.
The fist will come out in a very small range, within that small area, there will be a buzzing like a hummingbird, and with a bang, Zao Wou-ki's entire fist will turn into an afterimage and hit the punching instrument instantly, and then, And retracted like lightning.
On the fist strength tester, the value on the dial instantly increased rapidly, so fast that it was unimaginable.
Bang!
There was a low, muffled sound, and after the pointer on the dial reached its peak in an instant, it clicked twice, creaked twice, and there was no more movement.
On the other hand, the contact surface of the fist strength tester is deeply concave.
You must know that the contact surface of this boxing strength testing machine is made of extremely strong materials, the purpose is to prevent others from breaking it in repeated use.
And Zao Wou-ki completely destroyed this fist strength tester with just the power of his fist. The elbows and shoulders behind the fist are the main sources of Zhao Wou-ki's huge strength, but this time, Zao Wou-ki only used his fist. , the latter one is useless.
Zhao Wou-ki curled his lips slightly, turned and left.
Ten seconds after he had just left, a black boxer from the A-level area came to the boxing strength testing machine, wiped his fists, and was about to exert force, but suddenly found that the pointer on the dial was not right. Look at the end of the pointer, only to find that the end of the pointer has already been tangled and broken.
He cursed secretly in his heart: "Which bastard has nothing to do and ruined this." He is very annoyed, "It seems that I have to find another place to measure one side, and I haven't measured it for a month. He muttered a few words, and was about to leave, but when he glanced at his eyes, he was dumbfounded, and his sweaty face turned a little pale.
"This is!"
He stared intently at the contact surface on the boxing strength tester, almost fainting, only to see a clear fist mark deeply imprinted on it, like someone punched in the mud.
"Someone must be playing a prank. How could there be such a person?" He kept comforting himself in his heart, but he was a little unconfident in his heart, so he quietly picked up his fist and stamped it.
"Hiss, it's so hot!" His eyes widened suddenly, he quickly moved his hand away, shook his hand, and at the same time stepped back several times, as if seeing a ghost.
"impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!" Perhaps his voice was louder, and many boxers looked at him with unfriendly expressions.
However, he is an A-level black boxer here. Many people know him, and no one dares to do anything to him. However, several A-level boxers saw this man like this and made fun of him: "What's the matter?" , Could it be that your fist strength has dropped, making you look like this now."
The man took a long breath, waved his hands, and left without wanting to talk.
He wanted to be quiet.
After Zhao Wou-ki left that place, he returned to the area where Level B was fully collected. There, Zhao Wou-ki saw that Luo Yuan was still beating the sandbag non-stop. He was sweating profusely, but his muscles and bones were completely exhausted. After practicing, every time he moves, he can see the muscles of his whole body churning and surging again and again, a wave of ripples is a wave of strength.
Boom...boom...
He hit the huge sandbag one after another, and the sandbag kept falling and then bouncing away in a strange way, falling and then bouncing away immediately.
This situation continued continuously, but it made Luo Yuan's blood further boil and exuberant.
"Drink...drink!!" Luo Yuan twisted all his muscles, feeling refreshed, "This feeling is simply bang."
As soon as this sentence was said, Luo Yuan took a step back and punched the entire sandbag into the sky, falling and going up, just like a pendulum clock.
Afterwards, Luo Yuan transformed his fist into a palm, and pressed on the falling sandbag, causing the sandbag to enter a state of stagnation. Then, he bent his body slightly, and when he looked back, he saw Zhao Wou-ki standing there with a coquettish smile. Watching Luo Yuan's every movement.
"How about you, come and try?" Luo Yuan left the sandbag, opened a bottle of water and drank it, then wiped his mouth, looked at Zhao Wuji with a meaningful smile and said.
Zhao Wou-ki could naturally see the nervousness in Luo Yuan's heart at this moment, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Forget it, I won't try it." Zhao Wuji shook his head, not wanting to join in the fun.However, he saw the boxers around him stop, with a smile of watching the show, with some malicious intentions.
"Try!" Luo Yuan was a little impatient, thinking: "He won't be so weak!"
"Forget it." Seeing that Zhao Wou-ki didn't move, Luo Yuan lost his interest, and planned to call Banner to see if he had arrived.
Zhao Wou-ki looked around lightly, then glanced at Luo Yuan who had already taken out his cell phone, the corner of his mouth raised, but there was a movement.
Under the eyes of so many people, Zhao Wou-ki walked up to the sandbag, and then stopped.
He looked at the joking eyes, at the fun-loving crowd, he looked at Zhou Yuan who was casually preparing to make a call, but still glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.
Then, with a wanton smile, he walked forward with one hand in the shape of a blade, and drove straight into the sandbag.
His hand was so fast that the surroundings hadn't recovered their senses, and it was so fast that the air hadn't even had time to make a sound.
Then, Zhao Wuji's hand slashed across the air, cutting through the airflow, the afterimage flickered, going back and forth like lightning.
Then, Zao Wou-ki stopped, as if he had never moved before.
The sandbag didn't move at all.
"What the hell are you doing?" Many people were full of displeasure.
"Pretending to be a ghost?"
Zhao Wou-ki looked at the people around him coldly, and left the sandbag with a sneer.
A boxer glanced at Zhao Wou-ki who was leaving, looked at him with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, picked up the sandbag and prepared to rub his hands.
As soon as his hand touched the sandbag, all he saw was a sandbag that barely held together and split open.
Swish... Swipe Swipe...
The bag full of coarse sand poured out all at once, spraying the boxer with coarse sand all over his body.
"This, this..." The boxer was flustered, and then he became incoherent. When he was nervous, his feet slipped, but he fell a big somersault on the coarse sand.
All the boxers around who saw this scene were stunned.
What power is this?
The sandbag is motionless, but it has already been destroyed. This is simply impossible.
What the hell!
All the boxers looked as if they had seen a ghost, and looked at the astonishing scene in disbelief.
The strong stand out, starting from the invisible!
Zhao Wou-ki used his own way to shatter the suspicious, contemptuous and mocking gazes around him.
Zao Wou-ki walked to the side, patted Luo Yuan who was almost petrified, and asked lightly: "Has he...arrived?"
Although Luo Yuan's shoulder didn't hurt, but at this moment, he felt like a piece of ceramic, which started to shatter from the shoulder, and finally turned into a piece of porcelain.
"He...he'll be here later." Luo Yuan took two quick breaths through his nose, and said to Zhao Wou-ki with great fear.
"That's good." Zhao Wuji nodded, then looked at Luo Yuan up and down, and commented lightly: "It's a pity that your bones are not opened."
Hearing Zhao Wou-ki's words, Luo Yuan was startled immediately.
Regarding his own situation, he actually knows a little bit. First of all, he was born with a good skeleton, but due to malnutrition since childhood, he couldn't make up for it.As a result, the good skeleton of his whole body could not be fully opened. If he had had good things to supplement his body since he was a child, his current level should be A level, and there is still room for improvement in the future.
It's just that this loss is loss, and although he tried to remedy it later, it was of little use.
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