"Clang!"
After a while, the door of the hall was opened again. A few low-level officers in military uniforms walked in, followed by a middle-aged man with the rank of major general. Li Lanxin changed into a camouflage uniform and followed behind the middle-aged man.
"Everyone, it's been hard on you!”The middle-aged man looked around at the people in the hall. When he saw Qian Xiaoqiang, he frowned slightly.
The others were all wearing training clothes. At the very least, they were wearing Tang suits or short combat clothes. Only Qian Xiaoqiang was wearing casual clothes. He did not look like a martial artist at all.
"Dad!" Li Lanxin said softly from behind.
Li Guoqiang then shifted his gaze away from Qian Xiaoqiang.
"Alright, everyone, let's cut to the chase. I'm sure everyone knows the reason why I'm here. Let's get to the point.”The middle-aged man waved his hand, and four soldiers came in from outside, carrying a machine covered with a thick cloth.
Qian Xiaoqiang was about to open his mouth when he was pushed back into his stomach.
No…
I have something to say…
"This is a strength measuring instrument developed by the military. It can accurately measure your fist strength.”Li Guoqiang lifted the curtain and revealed a pillar that looked like a sandbag. The upper part looked like a sandbag, and the lower part had an LCD screen.
"General Li, this isn't fair. The fist technique I practice focuses on agility and speed, not strength!”A short middle-aged man with a hunched back said.
"We have already considered this point, so we are testing the total damage dealt to the sandbag within five seconds.”"Everyone, who will start?" Li Guoqiang explained.”
"Then I won't stand on ceremony!" A 1.6-meter-tall man with thick arms covered in iron rings stood up and came to the pillar.
"Roar!"
"Hah!"
The short and fat man stood in front of the sandbag and took a deep breath. In the blink of an eye, he punched out three times!
"Beep!" The sandbag let out a mechanical sound, and the display below showed," 1350!”
The total destructive power of the three punches had actually reached 1,300 jin.
On average, it was even higher than the world-famous boxing champion's 400-kilogram punch.
"What a good Iron Thread Fist! Strength and softness were equally important. Iron was hard and thread was soft. Breathing and releasing strength, hardness and softness were one!”Below, the skinny monkey-like middle-aged man praised.
"From the looks of it, Old Wu has already seen through the hidden force, right?”
"Hehe, I was lucky enough to break through when I was training two years ago. Now, I've already trained my arms.”The short and fat middle-aged man smiled honestly.
Everyone's expression immediately turned solemn.
"Your iron coil is originally a technique that uses the strength of your forearm. What's the difference between practicing it to the forearm and practicing it to the entire body?”The skinny middle-aged man smiled faintly.
"Wu Jiarong, Iron Thread Fist, 1350 kg, next!”The civilian soldier standing in front of the sandbag recorded the data as he spoke.
Someone threw out a brick to attract jade, and everyone's interest was piqued. They formed a loose row in front of the testing equipment.
"Ban Yong Kang, Full Arm Fist, 823kg, next!”
"Wei Hongkuo, Eight Trigrams Palm, 916 kg, next!”
"Qiu Qianjun, Tiger Claw Fist, 1002 kg, next!”
Everyone took advantage of this rare opportunity to start testing one by one.
The ones who are invited here today are all quite capable. Most of the punches tested are around 800 to 1,000. This is also the attack power that a normal peak Ming Jin can display.
Finally, it was the lanky man in front of Qian Xiaoqiang's turn.
"Hehe, everyone, this Tan has embarrassed himself!”The tall and thin man cupped his fists and came to the sandbag to take a breath. His right leg kicked the sandbag with lightning speed.
"Tan Haikuo, 1,500 kilograms!”The soldier who was recording at the side rubbed his eyes and said in disbelief.
Everyone was shocked.
The Iron Thread Fist that had broken through the hidden force could only produce an attack of 1,300 kilograms. This person...
"Surnamed Tan? May I ask if you are from the Tan family of Tan Leg of Cangzhou's 12th road?”The skinny monkey-like middle-aged man stood behind Qian Xiaoqiang and cupped his hands.
"I'm Tan Haikuo. Greetings, everyone!”The tall and thin middle-aged man cupped his hands with a smug expression.
"Twelve Paths of Tan Leg indeed lives up to its reputation!”
"I admire you, I admire you!"
"Brother Tan's Kung Fu is amazing!"
Everyone praised.
"Next!" The soldier who was recording said.
The tall and thin man stood proudly at the side. It was Qian Xiaoqiang's turn.
Qian Xiaoqiang stood in front of the device curiously. He also wanted to know how much damage he could cause with his physique that was three times that of an ordinary person and his HuaJin realm.
Everyone was still immersed in the shock brought by Tan Tui, only Li Guoqiang was scrutinizing Qian Xiaoqiang.
This was the man her daughter brought back?
It looked very ordinary…
Don't be a liar!
Every father who had a daughter had a little thief in his heart…
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