Upon hearing this, the muscles on Luo Lie's face twitched.

"A punch with a strength of five thousand kilograms is the peak level of a martial artist! Only when it reaches at least eight thousand kilograms can it be said to be a small innate. And a punch of ten thousand kilograms is the true starting strength of the innate..."

Luo Lie earnestly advised: "The lower limit of the measurement of this machine is eight thousand kilograms. Teacher Qin, it doesn't matter whether it can move or not, but if it hurts the students' self-esteem... it will not be good."

"What is the upper limit of measurement for this machine?" Qin Fangyang patted the strength testing machine.

"One hundred thousand catties."

Qin Fangyang glanced at a few people and said: "Wan Lixiu, you come to test first. Everyone is ready for two rounds of testing."

"good."

Wan Lixiu took one step forward.

"In this position, step on the mountain and concentrate all your strength. The punch must hit the target."

"Understood."

Wan Lixiu concentrated on his luck, suddenly opened his stance, roared loudly, and punched out like thunder. The moment he punched, his hair suddenly flew back as if he was suddenly hit by a hurricane.

Just looking at this posture, Luo Lie, an expert in spiritual practice, immediately blurted out: "Damn it!"

This kind of momentum is something that few students, even those who have reached the innate realm, can achieve.

boom!

Wan Lixiu hit the bullseye with a heavy punch, and with a bang, the big iron ball he was hanging on suddenly bounced up, and was lifted three and a half feet by the spring. It stayed in the air for a moment, and then fell suddenly.

One side.

Luo Lie suddenly opened his mouth wide, as if he had seen a ghost.

On the screen, the values ​​​​rise and fall like a tide, and finally settle on a number.

"Fifty-eight thousand five hundred pounds!"

"Li Chenglong, record." Qin Fangyang's voice was very rigid, neither sad nor happy.

Deep in the eyes, there was a strong sense of relief. Some time ago, the indoctrination that was done at all costs to burn oneself was still effective after all.

These people have good foundations, and with his indoctrination at all costs, they have already far surpassed other martial arts masters, even innately. Qin Fangyang knew this well.

But being able to produce such a value is enough to prove Wan Lixiu's usual hard work!

His own indoctrination is not worthy of Qin Fangyang's pride; but Wan Lixiu's own efforts make Qin Fangyang deeply feel that it is worth it!

Very pleased!

After all, my hard work did not live up to it.

"yes."

Li Chenglong neatly recorded this number on the small piece of paper he brought: Wanlixiu, fifty-eight thousand and five.

Wan Lixiu maintained the posture in which he had just punched, his eyes fixed on the screen until the values ​​​​frozen, and then he finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of regret flashing in his eyes.

Still hasn’t broken through 60,000 pounds!

It was only a little bit short, what a pity. She sighed softly.

Luo Lie's eyes widened and he looked at Wan Lixiu as if he were looking at a ghost.

What's going on with Wanlixiu? Why does he still seem dissatisfied!?
Chapter completed!