Begin to become the mastermind behind the full talent

Chapter 4 Talent: Who doesn't know you?

After a while, the elevator stopped on the second floor of the library.

Fang Xiaoyang then walked out of the elevator.

What came into view was a red banner with five square characters written on it: Warrior Equipment Museum.

Looking inside through the door, you can faintly see that it is full of high-tech exercise equipment.

From a distance, the equipment hall is a bit like the gymnasium of the previous century, with treadmills, ergometers, elliptical machines, and spinning bikes.
It's just that there are a lot of new-era exercise equipment in the equipment hall, with more advanced functions and more varieties.

Fang Xiaoyang walked straight forward, passing through a row of exercise equipment, and stopped in front of a dynamometer for a moment.

There is an oval-shaped partition in the center of the dynamometer, and an LED display on the top, which can display the tester's punching force in data.

It looks a bit old in appearance, and even some functions have been damaged.

It is said that this batch of dynamometers was eliminated by a certain college.

This kind of low-level dynamometer can only measure the strength of fists below [-] catties, that is, at most, it can only test the strength of fists below a martial artist.

If the tester's cultivation level is higher than that of the martial artist, the dynamometer will burn out due to overload.

However, the people with the highest cultivation in the whole No. [-] middle school are just martial artists.

Therefore, even this kind of eliminated machine is enough for Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School.

"What is the tail of the crane doing again?"

"Test strength?"

"Please, don't be ashamed of me as a mortal."

"What is your cultivation level, don't you have some tricks?"

When the students who were exercising saw Fang Xiaoyang, they stopped what they were doing and gathered around to watch the fun.

They formed a circle, which looked a bit like a black boxing arena. Fang Xiaoyang was the protagonist of the black boxing fight, and the students were gamblers watching the show.

Fang Xiaoyang glanced at them out of the corner of his eye, ignoring the cold and hot ridicule around him, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"Look at me?"

"It will shock you later."

There is still one month before the martial arts college entrance examination. Anyway, this body will be exposed sooner or later, so it is better to blind their eyes now.

Fang Xiaoyang immediately looked at the dynamometer in front of him, his eyes bursting with confidence.

He put away distracting thoughts, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and adjusted his body to the best condition, and a chilling breath spread out.

The fist seemed to turn into a ferocious beast, bursting out like lightning.

boom.
The partition layer of the measuring machine sags inward for an instant, and returns to its original state in a short while.

The LED display lighted up for a moment, and a line of dazzling numbers was displayed.

2025 pounds.

Fang Xiaoyang nodded slightly, quite satisfied with the result.

In the last test, he was just a mortal, with a fist strength of only 57 catties.Now it has directly increased by more than 100 times, reaching the realm of warriors.

You should know that the boxing strength range of low-level apprentices is 500-1000 jin, that of intermediate apprentices is 1000-1500 jin, that of senior apprentices is 1500-2000 jin, that of martial artists is 2000-5000, and that of martial artists is above 10000 jin.

Going up to the fist strength of the great martial artist/Emperor Wu, Fang Xiaoyang is not very clear. After all, the principal with the highest cultivation level in the school is only a martial artist.

"How is it possible? Am I wrong?"

"The tail of the crane recognized by the whole school is actually a warrior???"

"hiss"

"Could it be that this crane tail has been hiding his strength, and then became a blockbuster in the warrior college entrance examination?"

Fang Xiaoyang ignored the shocked voices of the crowd, and then his eyes became sharper.

"Then let's try the Green Ox Superposition Technique again."

"Twice the increase."

drink! ! !
Green Ox Superposition Technique!
The zhenqi in his body circulated rapidly, and when the zhenqi filled the entire fist, the iron fist struck out like lightning.

boom.
The dynamometer trembled violently, a burst of wah-wah-wah music played, the LED display flashed rapidly, and the dazzling numbers rose rapidly.

2025
3358
3759
In the end, it stopped at 4050 jins.

Harmful!
Fang Xiaoyang looked at this row of numbers, and was stunned for a moment, then was covered by a burst of ecstasy.

His eyes are round and his breath is heavy.After a while, I took a deep breath.

A boxing force of more than 2000 jin is considered a martial artist, and I only used the green bull superposition technique to double the increase, and I was about to break through the realm of a martial artist.

Horror!
The onlookers wiped their eyes, not believing what they saw before them, and their voices were full of suspicion.

"how is this possible?"

"This machine is broken!"

"I don't believe that a classmate who is useless can print this data"

……

at the same time.

An old man in his 60s was attracted by the noise.

He has a few sparse white hairs on his head, his eyes are piercing, and he is dressed in black casual clothes, full of air.

From a distance, it looks like a tall man with white hair and a childlike face.

He was about to scold these brats when his eyes were attracted by the dazzling numbers on the dynamometer.

"4050 catties punch?"

"well!"

"very good!"

"I actually discovered a wild genius."

The old man suddenly became interested in hunting, not only forgot to scold him, but stood aside and observed silently.

Fang Xiaoyang looked at the numbers in front of him, his heart was agitated, and his face became flushed because of being too excited.

At this time, he is like a civilian who has won a lottery of 1000 million. He wants to shout and cheer...

"Then let's try to multiply by ten times."

He took a deep breath, and the green bull superposition technique was running to the extreme, showing blue veins under the skin.

"Green Ox Superposition Technique, tenfold increase!"

True Qi flows with the veins, and the speed is getting faster and faster!

"Moo..."

Suddenly, a green bull roar came from his body.

The sound is a bit like that of a buffalo, but it's different when you listen closely.

This voice is more ferocious, more tyrannical, and even more shocking than the beasts of the heavens.

Then the phantom of a green bull appeared behind Fang Xiaoyang, thick and fierce.
The green bull and the fist merged into one.

Form and meaning are united, and there is a green bull fist in the fist.

Although everyone was four or five meters away from Fang Xiaoyang, they still felt the oppression he brought.

At this time, Fang Xiaoyang seemed to be transformed into an emperor-level blue bull, tearing apart the cracks in the sky, and stepping forward.

The breath alone can crush people to the ground.

"Who is this?"

"Which class are you from?"

"I have actually cultivated the green bull superposition technique to the tenth level."

"This is a rare genius!"

"If he grows up, he can really be sent to the battlefield of the heavens to suppress one side." The old man standing behind sometimes stroked his beard and sometimes nodded.

(End of this chapter)