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Unexpectedly, there is such a place in the sister workshop. It looks like the place where Chen Xiaoli used to practice. Why did he say it was before, because no one has been to this place for a long time.

Those equipment are obviously used for exercising the physical body. After attaining the realm of a martial artist, the chances of using these equipment will be less with the internal strength tempered.

Seeing the dust everywhere, Chen Xiaoli was obviously a little embarrassed, and led the three of them to a corner.

There stood a huge iron lump, the size of a truck, lying quietly on the ground, with a half-meter-square circular protrusion in the center, covered with a layer of soft black skin.

There are three bell-shaped dials on the side, which are marked with the words apprentice, master, and sect respectively. The pointers of the three dials are all pointing to the zero position. Chen Dasheng thought about it. If he guessed correctly, it should be related to the power related.

Sure enough, Chen Xiaoli quickly explained, "This strength tester was configured for me by the state three years ago. It’s much more convenient, and most importantly, it doesn’t use electricity or burn oil.”

"Sister Li, how do you use this thing?" Nangong Zixuan also found it very novel after seeing this big guy. She also used a strength tester before, but the one in front of her was obviously much older.

"It's been a long time since I've used it, and I don't know if it can still be used. You can try it, just hit it here with all your strength." Chen Xiaoli pointed to the black leather protrusion, and said to Nangong Zixuan.

Nangong Zixuan walked over excitedly, stood in front of the tester, took a slight horse gait, and raised her right hand lightly.

"what!"

With a coquettish cry, Nangong Zixuan slammed a violent fist on the ball of black leather. Immediately, Chen Dasheng saw the two dials of "teacher" and "disciple" turn, especially the dial of "disciple". It is even more round.

"How? How many?" Nangong Zixuan immediately ran towards Chen Dasheng after punching.

Chen Dasheng leaned his head in front of the dial for a look, counted the scales carefully, and said, "Well, five points one!"

The pointer on the "teacher" disk only turned five large scales, and the pointer on the "disciple" disk did not know how many times it turned, and finally stopped at the first large scale. Chen Dasheng read the value, but he didn't know What does this value represent.

Chen Xiaoli said, "The power of the five masters, Zixuan, is not bad!"

Hearing Chen Xiaoli's praise, Nangong Zixuan said with some embarrassment, "I only tested it once last month, and it's not even the strength of the fifth master. There may be some discrepancies in this dynamometer."

"Don't be modest, it seems that Zixuan's breakthrough into the fifth-level martial artist is just around the corner!" Chen Xiaoli smiled while holding Nangong Zixuan's hand.

"Sister, how powerful is this Fifth Master? Can it be great?" Chen Dasheng watched from the side, but couldn't help being curious.

Chen Xiaoli explained, "This is the measurement unit for warrior strength set by the National Warrior Appraisal Center. It is divided into points from low to high, apprentice, master, sect, and saint. The strength of a disciple is the power of a full-strength punch of a first-level warrior. , about 100 kilograms, ten apprentices are one master, ten masters are one sect, and ten sects are one saint. At present, the largest capacity produced in our country is ten saints, which is about [-] million kilograms. However, my strength The tester is relatively primitive, and the maximum measurement range is only the power of nine masters and nine apprentices."

"Nine sects, nine masters and nine disciples? Isn't that [-] kilograms?"

Chen Dasheng was a little speechless. Although he had the blood of the giant spirit clan, and there were scenes in his memory where the giant spirit clan opened up the world and had infinite power, he was shocked when he first heard such a huge number. Such a strong force , if it hits a person, I'm afraid it will directly blow him up.

Nangong Zixuan has the strength of five masters and one apprentice, that is to say, [-] kilograms. Chen Dasheng turned to look at Nangong Zixuan. It is hard to imagine that Nangong Zixuan's appearance is so weak, but there is such a powerful violence hidden in her body.

"Dasheng, you should try it too!" At this time, Nangong Mu said to Chen Dasheng.

Chen Dasheng was eager to try it out. He always wanted to test how strong he was, but he couldn't find a way. He could only guess based on his own feelings. It's great to have such a machine now.

"Don't use internal strength, only use physical strength!" Chen Dasheng walked to the machine, and Chen Xiaoli reminded Chen Dasheng.

Chen Dasheng nodded, adjusted his state, "Is it all right?"

Chen Xiaoli adjusted the pointer to zero, and nodded to Chen Dasheng. The eyes of the three people all fell on Chen Dasheng, wanting to see how powerful Chen Dasheng is.

Looking at the ball of black leather, Chen Dasheng clenched his fists tightly, slowly separated his legs, and took a slight step, adjusting his strength to the best state.

"drink!"

With a loud shout, the eardrums were shocked, and a punch was shot out like a missile, directly hitting the strength tester.

"Oh!"

After a violent collision, the huge strength tester bangs and bounces straight away. It was unexpectedly knocked back a few inches by Chen Dasheng's punch, almost touching the wall.

"Wow!"

The people next to him were startled by the power of Chen Dasheng's punch, and the machine jumped up from the punch. It must be so powerful.

"Look quickly, how many are there?" Nangong Mu hurriedly urged.

Without Nangong Mu talking, Chen Xiaoli and Nangong Zixuan's heads were already in front of the dial.

"Oh my god, one sect of nine masters!" Nangong Zixuan covered her mouth and exclaimed.

Chen Dasheng walked over and looked at the dial, and it really showed a nine masters, that is, a force of [-] kilograms. Chen Dasheng looked down at his fist, and he couldn't believe it, it was so big. power?Could it be that the machine is broken?

Chen Xiaoli looked at Chen Dasheng in shock, "Dasheng, are you sure you didn't use your inner energy?"

Chen Dasheng shook his head, he did not use his inner energy!

At this time, Nangong Mu stroked his beard, and said, "If the machine hadn't been knocked back and lost some force, the punch of Dasheng should have the strength of two sects."

Innate supernatural power, maybe it can only be explained by natural supernatural power. Even Chen Xiaoli, who grew up with Chen Dasheng, couldn't believe it.

Nangong Mu thought about it, and it is also possible that when Chen Dasheng was empowered by a mysterious master, his body was tempered by that mysterious master, so he was able to burst out such a powerful force.

This kid is a treasure, a living treasure. When Chen Xiaoli went to Nangong's house to ask for a marriage, he was still a little embarrassed. Now it seems that this kid is even more evil than what Chen Xiaoli said at the time. Come on.

The strength of the two sects is [-] kilograms. It turns out that I have such a great strength. I don't know how much strength can be exploded when I use my giant body?Chen Dasheng had some daydreams, but he didn't dare to become a giant here, that would be too scary, and he might be regarded as a monster directly.

"Sister, how strong is your strength?" Chen Dasheng turned to Chen Xiaoli and asked.

A wry smile flashed across Chen Xiaoli's face, "It's just the power of the Nine Masters!"

That's all, that's all, if in the past, such strength was enough for her to be proud of, in the whole of China, there would be no more than 20 people with such strong physical strength, plus some hidden world masters, but now, in Chen Dasheng's two In front of Zong Zhili's powerful physical body, he was somewhat unable to take it out.

It seems that his elder sister is nothing more than that. Chen Dasheng couldn't help but smile, but he knew that it was just physical strength. With the help of inner strength, Chen Xiaoli, an eighth-level martial artist, would definitely be able to suppress it. Own.

Turning his face to look at Nangongmu, Chen Dasheng was embarrassed to ask him how strong he was. Anyway, Nangongmu is a strong man in the realm of Wuzong. His innate physical body is by no means comparable to his own. The machine collapsed. If Nangongmu made a move, he might be able to blow up the machine directly.

Although the range of the machine has the power of almost ten sects, it may not be able to withstand such a large force. After all, a master in Huaxia who can reach the power of one sect can count with one slap. Not very bearable.

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