The training room was packed with people.

Many combatants who were not on duty would come here to test their bodies after training.

"How is it? How much have you improved?"

"Not bad, I just finished the fourth round, and my single-arm punching power increased by about 30 kilograms. I'm about 0.1 seconds faster in the 100-meter race, and I'm almost within seven seconds."

"Better than me, my talent is not as good as yours, I just finished the third round, and the increase ratio is not as high as yours."

"Neither of us is anything, the real one is Zhang Zhaoyang, he has already finished the ninth round, the highest one in the base!"

"I heard that he directly punched more than 1,000 kilograms of punching power with his right fist two days ago, and the machine was broken, so it can't be measured accurately."

"That's the real talent!"

"No comparison."

The discussion was heard clearly by Kong Ji.

The Zhang Zhaoyang mentioned by the two people is the person with the best talent so far in the entire Kunlun base, the top of the entire base, a real genius!

The same technique, not only is it faster to practice than others, but the effect is also better than others, which can be said to be invincible in the same realm.

"It's only been a few days since the development of the Thirty-Six Apertures Technique, and he can actually practice to the ninth round. It's really a talent."

"I don't even know if I can really practice the new technique I created. I can only be sure if I ask him to try it!"

"I just don't know if he can practice it?"

Kong Ji was not very sure in his heart.

In fact, the difficulty of practicing this new technique he created is not comparable to the Thirty-Six Apertures Technique.

It not only incorporates the theory of meridians and acupoints, but also incorporates many things that have not been verified even at the base. There are even many seemingly plausible Zen sayings in the technique secrets, and people with insufficient comprehension may not understand it even if it is explained in person.

Moreover, many of the concepts involved in the secrets are concepts that do not exist in the current world, and it is difficult for ordinary people to understand them.

In order to test this new technique, Kong Ji can only come to Zhang Zhaoyang, the peerless genius.

All the way forward.

After walking a few steps, Kong Ji saw a group of people gathered together.

After squeezing in, a sturdy young man in his early twenties with a short haircut was standing in the crowd, doing warm-up exercises.

In front of the young man was a punching force tester.

Kong Ji recognized him immediately, and it was Zhang Zhaoyang!

"The equipment has been debugged, and we can start."

The recorder who received the signal held a pen and paper in his hand, looked at Zhang Zhaoyang and said, "This is the latest generation of punching force tester in the base. It is more accurate than before, and can support up to 1,500 kilograms. It should not be damaged with your strength, so you can go all out."

"Okay!"

Zhang Zhaoyang swung his arms, took deep breaths, and concentrated.

As he concentrated, he could feel the white mist accumulated in his body bursting and surging in the acupoints and meridians, constantly accumulating strength for his body.

Bang!

The right fist stretched to the extreme made a strong arc in the air, and the next second it hit the target of the punching force tester in front of him fiercely.

This punch can be said to have exhausted his highest explosive power.

The training room was pulled out at high speed with a whistling explosion.

The arm was like a whip, and the fist was the tip of the whip. It snapped, sharp and piercing, and scared the people around. Those who were close to it couldn't help but take two steps back.

"1328 kilograms!"

A number suddenly jumped out on the electronic screen.

The whole audience was in an uproar!

"1328 kilograms, nearly one and a half tons!"

"What a terrifying force, if this punch hits a person, I'm afraid it will be directly penetrated in an instant, and the head will be blown up."

"Hit someone? Hit a steel plate!"

"One and a half tons, awesome!"

The crowd was talking.

Kong Ji was also shocked when he saw the number.

A 1328-kilogram fist was thrown out, and the flesh and blood body could not stop it at all.

People like Zhang Zhaoyang could be called invincible in the past, and even now they are the undisputed number one.

After recording the data, the recorder turned around and asked, "Another punch?"

"No need." Zhang Zhaoyang shook his head: "The last punch was in good condition, it was already the best one. Even if it is another one, the difference will not be too big. There is no need. Let me practice it again."

"Okay." The recorder nodded: "Then I will record 1328. This number should be the highest record of the base. With your current punching power, if you go out to fight in a boxing match, those boxing champions will probably be defeated with one punch, and you will win the championship."

Zhang Zhaoyang waved his hand and said, "It's meaningless to win more championships. Everyone present has the strength to win the boxing championship."

The recorder also agreed: "That's right, it's really boring."

People who have practiced the White Mist Method are no longer ordinary people. If they participate in those boxing matches outside, it's really like adults bullying children.

"That's it, I'm going to practice."

Zhang Zhaoyang prepared to leave.

As he left, the crowd gradually dispersed, but the discussion was still endless.

Seeing that Zhang Zhaoyang was about to leave, Kong Ji stepped forward quickly and shouted, "Zhang Zhaoyang, wait a moment."

Zhang Zhaoyang, who was about to leave, turned around, looked at him with a determined look, and said, "Researcher Kong?"

"Do you know me?"

Kong Ji asked in surprise.

"Of course." Zhang Zhaoyang nodded: "The proposer of the spiritual energy theory and the pioneer of the Kung Fu theory, many people in the base know you."

"Yeah?"

Kong Ji didn't even expect that he was so famous.

It had been less than a month since he came to the base. Most of the time he lived in seclusion and created exercises in seclusion. Unexpectedly, even field combatants like Zhang Zhaoyang knew him.

It's just right, it's easy to get to know each other.

"I have something to ask you for help. Are you free?"

Kong Ji spoke directly.

Seeing the document in Kong Ji's hand, Zhang Zhaoyang's eyes narrowed and he said with interest: "Researcher Kong, I heard that you have been studying new techniques. Now it seems to me that you have created it and need to test it?"

"Um."

Kong Jiyang raised a stack of A4 paper in his hand and said with a smile: "The new exercise method is almost done. I have made a lot of innovations in it. I heard that you are the most qualified person in the base, so I came here. I don’t know if I want to?”

Zhang Zhaoyang's eyes showed a bit of desire, but he suppressed it: "I don't have any objection, but the matter is very important, and I have to ask Professor Li for his opinion. After all, I am mainly helping Professor Li to experimentally study the Thirty-six Aperture Skills. , must obtain his consent.”

"You know, there is a lot of danger in testing new techniques, and I don't dare to make the decision without permission."

"understand."

Kong Ji nodded.

As the most talented person in the base, Zhang Zhaoyang is extremely important in every aspect. If you want him to test new techniques, you really can't make the decision without authorization.

"Okay, wait a moment."

Seeing that Kong Ji had no objection, Zhang Zhaoyang directly took out the phone to contact Li Dingyuan.

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